Much better recording at https://soundcloud.com/mr-tom-music/after-the-storm-2

No sound yet - second song idea for Assignment 3 of Coursera Songwriting course. Recorded using iphone mic until I get an interface for my mic! 2nd song ever written. Oh, and I changed one of the lyrics after having recorded it!

Lyrics:

After The Storm

Verse

It’s so much better now
The clouds have past
And though a chill hangs in the air
The cold won’t last
My eyes are misty
But they see right through the rain
Despite the muddy ground
I’m on my feet again

Chorus 

Coz I was ravaged by the storm
And I couldn’t think right
I pulled my hands up to my face
But I was blinded by the light
You left me dumb & blind & bleeding
I was crippled by the pain
But looking up… 


After The Storm

Lesson 4 Assignment

Same song as the last assignment, but different stresses,  a tone up and a much better recording.

Lyrics:

After The Storm

Verse

It’s so much better now
The clouds have past
And though a chill hangs in the air
The cold won’t last
My eyes are misty
Gathering the rain
Despite the muddy ground
I’m on my feet again

Chorus

Coz I was ravaged by the storm
And I couldn’t think right
I pulled my hands up to my face
But I was blinded by the light
You left me dumb & blind & bleeding
I was crippled by the pain
But looking up…



After The Storm 2

Recorded on an iPhone because of a deadline. For Pat Pattison's Coursera Songwriting Course, assignment 5.

New, reworked version with new chords, new phrasings and even a bridge (oooooo)
can be found here: http://soundcloud.com/mr-tom-music/the-circuit-2

The Circuit

Already the butterflies start to kick in

Stepping down to an underground bar

And I look to the folk who have already been

As I cling to my favourite guitar



Coz I’ve told myself over and over again

That I’ve already made it this far

And as soon as I sit and I set to begin

That I won’t even see who they are



Oh, on the circuit

Oh, on the circuit



Well there on the stage is a Japanese girl

With a twist on a traditional song

And she takes us away to a faraway world

Where we know we would never belong



And next on the mic is a king of a man

Who was sat with a beautiful blonde

And it seems like he has the whole room in his hand

But the poor fucker got his words wrong**



But he picked up, he finished, stood up and he bowed 

And the throng gave a deafening cheer

Thank God for this beautiful, musical crowd

Showing I’ve nothing to fear



Oh, on the circuit

Oh, on the circuit


When my name is called out, and I swallow my nerve

I step up to the stage and the mic

Those wonderful people they sit and observe

And I'm gratefully blind from the light



Then the music took over, my fingers let fly

And I sing like I’ve never before

And I finally felt I could open my eyes

When the audience shouted for more
Oh, on the circuit
Oh, on the circuit
Oh, on the circuit
Oh, on the circuit
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** For anyone who doesn't like 'effing and jeffing' the alternative lyric is "But he got his arpeggios wrong"**


The Circuit

A slightly reworked version of The Circuit, still the first song I've written beginning to end. Some new chords, some changed lyrics and a bridge to accommodate the back-heavy criterion for week 6 of Pat Pattison's Songwriting course.

The Circuit

Already the butterflies start to kick in						(F)
Stepping down to an underground bar						(F)
And I look to the folk who have already been				(F)
As I cling to my favourite guitar							(F)

Coz I’ve told myself over and over again					(F)
That I’ve already made it this far							(F)
And as soon as I sit and I set to begin						(F)
That I won’t even see who they are						(F)

Oh, on the circuit									(F)
Oh, on the circuit									(F)

Well there on the stage is a Japanese girl					(F)
With a twist on a traditional song							(F)
And she takes us away to a faraway world					(F)
Where we know we would never belong					(F)

And next on the mic is a king of a man					(F)
Who was sat with a beautiful blonde						(F)
And it seems like he has the whole room in his hand			(F)
But the poor fucker’s got his words wrong					(F)

But he picked up, he finished, stood up and he bowed 		(F)
And the throng gave a deafening cheer					(F)
As I sit and I drink away most of my doubt					(F)
In my prison of whiskey and fear							(F)

Oh, on the circuit									(F)
Oh, on the circuit									(F)

Why couldn’t I just stay at home							(B)
I could have watched TV or played video games on my stupid phone(B)
It gets so comfy on a plateau							(B)

My name is called out, and I swallow my nerve				(F)
I step up to the stage and the mic						(F)
Those wonderful people they sit and observe				(F)
And I'm gratefully blind from the light						(F)

Then the music took over, my fingers let fly					(F)
And I sing like I’ve never before							(F)
And I finally felt I could open my eyes						(F)
When the audience shouted for more						(F)

Oh, on the circuit									(F)
Oh, on the circuit									(F)
Oh, on the circuit									(F)
Oh, on the circuit									(F)


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