A little song using:
EZDrums
EZKeys
EZBass
And orchestration using EZKeys via Miroslav Philharmonic.
https://soundcloud.com/ccarnucci/songwriters-lament?si=849a4ff8e0a0435cb00862a506d89964&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Songwriter’s Lament
©Christian Carnucci 2023
V1
Songs, words on a page.
Spun from the hard-earned truths acquired with age.
V2
Where it’s senseless to hide, and fruitless to lie,
cause it’s the truth that’s shared that bring them to life.
Pre-Chorus 1 (unresolved)
Oh, they scream like a banshee through the bars of the mind,
always bent on escaping their binds.
Till I scribble them down, to quiet the din,
and keep all these demons in line…for a time.
V3
It’s a fragile affair, these longings to share.
It’s a constant weight, this cross that I bare.
V4
Oh, this duty of care, it’s a restless career.
Caught between these needs and the scrutiny, I fear.
Pre-Chorus 2 (resolved),
So, I sculpt them in melody to meter the lines,
with harmonies swirling sublime.
A musical movement deftly designed,
then artfully capped with a rhyme…in time.
Refrain
Chorus
Casting a light for the whole world to see,
these intimate musings that take hold of me.
Tell me why am I filled with insatiable need,
Oh, why do these demons demand that I be…me.
V5
Songs, words on a page.
Attempts to illuminate themes hard to explain.
V6
Through poetic lines, an intent to imply,
that which one likely knows but has yet realized.
Pre-Chorus 3 (unresolved)
Crafted with eloquence and clever insights,
designed to inspire and delight.
Prose of conjecture put forth to incite,
or wisdom to calm and alight…one’s plight.
V7
But will anyone care? Is it vain that I dare,
presume to connect with those through these notions I bare?
V8
Do I count myself wise, for conceits I surmise,
or is this just pretense, stilted in guise?
Pre-Chorus 4 (resolved)
There’s many a reason that move me to write,
but with risk of sounding contrite,
I lay pen to paper to quiet the fights,
that seductively keep me uptight…at night.
Refrain
Till again I find I’m
Repeat Chorus
Bridge
Often, I find the words I seek keep eluding me.
A simile lost to me like a thought caught on the wind.
Then there are times clarity comes much more easily.
A metaphor clear as a bell on a cold winter’s day
Refrain
Then again, I’m
Repeat Chorus
