Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lyrics. Show all posts

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Faith is This

(to More Than This by Roxy Music)
A personal favorite from Roxy Music. The original is a lament that there's no afterlife ("More than this, you know there's nothing..."). My faith gives me a different answer. So here's my answer to the original lyric.

If eyes see, we are fine
It’s our own way of growing
Touching brings more to light
There’s no strain in our knowing

What’s seen is a friend
Tangibly learning
But unseen turns the tide
There’s hope, I’m affirming

Faith is this
I know there is something
Faith is this
More than one scene
Faith is this
There is something

Life is short, just a while
Less is known where we’re going
Deep in soil, dark as night
We all pray for some knowing

We cling to the world
We seek the certain
There’s a sweet by and by
Much more past the curtain

Faith is this
My hope, there is something
Faith is this
Dark has lost sting
Faith is this
Yes, there is something.

Monday, March 16, 2015

Another One

an original country lyric


Saturday, March 7, 2015

(I Sold a Song) And Made Some Loot


Catchy lyrics bring me all my wealth
Writing songs for cash is comfy, I confess
I take the words bouncing deep inside my brain
Then I send them flowing, it’s an earworm you disdain

I sold a song and made some loot
Some say I’m menace
There’s no better living, paid to rhyme
There’s many say that I’m a loon
To sell a song and make some loot

There are worser crimes, the crimes that never pay
I’ve better way, my imagination craves
I aim to instigate some way for wealth to procreate
Then I write offending, a phrase that won’t leave mind.

I’ll sell a song and make some loot
Don’t feign indifference
You’re just jealous of my moneyed rhymes
It’s something you should try and do
Just write a song and make some loot.

The lyrics, gold refined
Ya ya yaaa
Ya ya yay a
Ya ya yaaa
Ya ya ya ya

I sold and song and made some loot
I sell you burgers
Or some tepid tacos, if inclined
There’s nothing I can’t sell to you
You’ll hear my song and spend some loot…

Want…to…buy…more?

I sold a song and made some loot
This song is finished
And I’m writing newer, better rhymes
With commerce, you know I’m in tune
I’ll write a song and make some loot.