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I can't write a song to save my life
I can't write a song to save my life
No matter how hard I try, I can only come up with lies
I wanna believe the words that I sing
I wanna hear my vocal cords ring
But every time I do, I cry
Where do you get your ideas from?
Where do you get your ideas from?

When you sing, you tell the truth
When you sing, you tell the truth
Even though you made it up, I somehow believe that stuff
How do you sing right from the heart?
How long did it take to start?
How do you make art from fluff?
Where do you get your ideas from?
Where do you get your ideas from?

Uninhibited by fear, you make sounds I love to hear
As if fell from Kingdom Come
Where do you get your ideas from?
Where do you get your ideas from?

How do you turn a lot of hot air into something that is really there?
How do you turn a stone into a statue?
How do you turn a sperm into a Matthew?
How do you get yourself to care?
Where do you get your ideas from?
Where do you get your ideas from?

Where Do You Get Your Ideas From?

I remember when I lost my pace
I had dirt all over my face
From falling off of the way
I didn't even think to wipe my tears 
It's hard to pull the whole world aweigh
Even harder to hold it all day
I let the world roll me down

I remember what I wanted from
The time in between now and kingdom come
I’d be happy just to have a crumb
I didn’t even think to chase my dream
There’s a world where I did not succumb
And the whole world can listen to me strum
I let the world roll me down

I remember how the world rolled me down
I remember how the world rolled me down

I remember what I used to say
Back in the good old golden glory days
How long did you think it would stay?
I didn’t even think to write it down
I see the whole world in grey
Ever since I put down my glass of rose
I let the world roll me down

I remember when the world was won
We had it all under our gun
That illusion has come undone
I didn’t even think to lift the veil
We pretended that the world was free
This land was made for you and me
I took the world for granted then
The weight of the granite and the great power of men
It's so easy to fall flat on your face
When the world starts to spin again

I remember how the world rolled me down
I remember how the world rolled me down

Roll Me Down (The World Aweigh)

Ain't no use in crying over things yet to come
Holding onto future pain before the pain's begun
Overwriting memories of things we could have done
We've a long time yet, honey don't you fret

If you feel those feelings when they properly arrive
You can spend the meantime without happiness deprived
Living in the moment -- momentarily alive
I've a lot do do, honey, so do you

We'll cross that bridge when we get there, honey
I don't know what I'll say when we get there some day
We'll cross that bridge when we get there, honey
I don't know what I'll do when I get there with you

In the meantime, you could be mine

That Bridge

exercise 1 for composition essentials class, sentence form

Take My Time

exercise 2 for composition essentials class, motif transformations (I was sick that week)

Quiet Sounds (Just Ain't Worth Keepin)

exercise 3 for composition essentials class, hypermeter

Fa-la-lalling Behind

composition 1 for composition essentials class, modes

Golden Eggs On Accident

composition 3 for composition essentials class, minimalist procedures

Where did you go my lady fella?
No longer under my umbrella
Lookin at you through a telescope
Pullin on an invisible rope
Wish I could hold you like King Kong
Gone so long I had to write this song

Gone So Long

this was submitted as part of my final assignment for a class on the art and music of David Bowie. I used his cut-up method (borrowed from Burroughs) to write most of the lyrics and I explored his use of vocal and recording techniques to portray different characters. it takes place in a futuristic dystopian city (Cincinnati, Ohio) and it's about Luigi Mangione kinda

10-91L (Leash Law Violation)

Every goddamn morning, I freeze up in my sheets
Only to be warmed up by my luxury SUV car seat
Coffee in the cup holder, take it black and hot
Sip it very carefully as I stall for a minute in the parking lot

My God, it's a slow ride up the elevator
And a slow ride down one work day later

Spinning in my wheely chair, thinkin about lunch
Getting right into the flow, visualize that time card punch
Thinking of investors, shareholders and all
Trying to remember what in the hell the company's even called

I'm chairman of the bored, B O R E D
Stop for a minute and look at my employees
Their heart's not in it and I can't blame them
I don't even know what the hell we do here
What do we do here?

My God, it's a slow ride up the elevator
And a slow ride down one work day later

Sam Morisson 3

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