Saturday, August 13, 2016

Silverboat

I write songs. I'm a song-writer. This is quite uncomfortable to type and state. But my perceived truth is that this is the truth. I'm coming to terms that if I'm consistently creating music, regardless if it is good or bad or shared or not, that I'm a songwriter.

When I was an itty bitty child, I recalled making up tunes in my head and singing in the street and thinking: ohhh! so cool! this sounds cool-I made it! Of course, as soon as the tune is created, it goes away but it was fun.

In elementary school and junior high school, I began writing poems and snippets of songs. It wasn't very good but there were some gems in the mix that I later adapted into full songs. 

In my senior year of high school, I finally created a full song. I was in math class and was terribly bored. The song, melody, lyrics, tune came first and then the title. It was one of the easiest song that came to me. I didn't really have to work for it. 

I would like to share this song, along with the lyrics: Youtube link here. Enjoy!

Silverboat
Jump off a silverboat
thought it was all a dream
woke up once again
turns out to be reality

Lost in a train of thoughts 
think it will go away
stuck in a funky place

I swear, sometimes, I'm just in LaLa Land
so lost, so confused
I can't seem to get it straight
the walls, the sky
it looks the same to me

And it's like 1+1=3
And I can't figure out who's me
Lost in the trance of hypnotizing beat
ponder off to where thoughts should not meet
Care to join me?

Everything's perfect here
thought I saw Mr. Perfect here
He invited me for a walk
onto his silverboat

Right there we shared a dance
Right there he touched my lips
Oh such a perfect kiss!

I swear, sometimes, I'm just in LaLa Land
So lost, so confused 
I can't seem to get it straight
the walls, the sky
it looks the same to me

And it's like 1+1=3
And I'm still figuring out who's me
Lost in the realm of reckless daydream baby
ponder off away from my own sanity

So here ends my fairytale
Here ends my daydream mess
Mr. Perfect's here no more
perhaps he never was

I swear, sometimes I'm just in LaLa Land
so lost, so confused
I can't seem to get it straight
the walls, the sky
it looks the same to me
Perfect, lovely
This is no way to be
It's just a fantasy
So I jump off the silverboat! 

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