Tunes of songbirds, I can hear them hymn
Sense the poetry underneath my skin
And the words they say echo deep within my bones
 
Mona Lisa, Leonardo's brush
Pain is the cost of an artist's touch
It was always known, sculptor and the stone
 
The birds they sing, it's me they're proud of
In dreams I'm swinging in and out of
And, they tell me "You'll be fine and it's all right
Your beauty's worth it, beauty's worth all this
And if you have some doubts, feel free to cast them out now"
 
Under the knife I am born again
Bird songs they ring true, I pledge to them
Wash over me now, wash over me now
Let me forget the passing of the time, escape this hell
Let me remember that the ends can mend these wounds just as well
The sun will still rise in a moment yes, time will tell
 
The birds they sing, it's me they're proud of
In dreams, the dreams of mine keep me awake
The same damn dreams
Pain
 
Birds, they sing, it's me they're proud of
In dreams I'm swinging in and out of
The scars he left within my heart they sing their songs




Heavily inspired by the short story 'The Songbirds of Pain' by Garry Kilworth
A narrative-style song I wrote and recorded for my friend's group project.

Don't judge the singing too much, I was trying to beat a deadline. It's basically a first draft. I'm pretty proud of the lyrics though.

The instrumental is from 'Pawn Shop Blues' by Lana Del Rey.

They Sing

You should be translating a document right now.

Thinking Bout You (cover)

Heard the song for the first time yesterday. Taylor Swift is pretty great at this stuff. 

Wildest Dreams (trial)

I finally figured out why I don't sound good on pop tracks: my baritone vocal range.

Good thing I also figured out how to alleviate this: lowering the pitch by two semitones.

D E U C E S (cover)

Not that good. It's alright. I'd rather put it out like this than let it rot in my laptop. Not really keen on making a proper cover.

Jim Calinaya