Stripe

Malbum

ambient? more like am a bent

Breach (Ludum Dare 27 Soundtrack)

v1

Pressure, heat, and time
Temper an intemperate mind
Push into form, imprinted with grooves

See it happen, day by day
Losing figure, taking shape

(Form to fit to seal to close to fill the space to plug the hole)
(To bridge the gap to lock it tight to cork the neck to stop the flow)
No man is an island, he's a hardened brick of clay that's been
turned into a soldier, and made to stand his ground

Fit To Form

I made this for Weekly Song Challenge 2020 06 29 - Theme: Avalanche! Suck

Avalanche (Unfinished)

Mixer Music

Whispering hollows and
Slow-flowing creeks
Nothing lasts forever
But all things repeat
I've seen my home burn
And come back in time
There is no difference
Between you and I

You may flee
The natural order but
You will see
It all gets grown over in time

Don't think you're the first to try to
Tame me
And you won't be
The last
That much is for sure

the bfg

WSC - abstract

Grove

My first project of Ryan Tedder's songwriting class.
https://monthly.com/ryan-tedder-songwriting/

Lyrics:

Set your sights on the ramblin’ man, now have I got that right?
I don’t think I could, stop you if I tried

But in the meantime, if I cannot change your mind
Maybe you’ll see sense, if you take my advice


Run far, or he’ll run farther
Pray hard, or he’ll pray harder
Aim true, or he’ll see right through you

Think back, recall your father
Know that, long as you wander
Your heart will never be at ease


Keep that lunatic ramblin’ man in the corner of your eye
(Whatever you do, don’t you lose that gun)
No such thing as friends out here, unless you’d like to die
(You can only see halfway once you’re done)

You’ll spend, a lifetime chasin’
Just hope, that it ain’t wasted
He knows you’ll follow where he goes

Always, a step behind him
Time flies, until you’re waitin’
For him to make an errant move

Keep that lunatic ramblin’ man in the center of your mind
(Whatever you do, don’t you lose that gun)
No such thing as faith out here, unless you’re going blind
(You can only see halfway once you’re done)
	


Don’t you, stop now
(Noooooo)
(Noooooo)
Just tell,
Yourself
Whatever lie you need
To keep you on your feet


Keep that lunatic ramblin’ man in the middle of your sights
(Whatever you do, don’t you shake that gun)
No such thing as justice here, unless you’re running trial
(Peace is not for you, til the job is done)


So ride on, if you must
Leave your family in the dust
See to the end of him or you

Just know, before you go
Long unto that lonely  road
Home may not welcome your return

Gunslinger

My 2nd song for Ryan Tedder's pop songwriting class, in the style of Everything Everything.

Stop
Won't you relax?
I know it's got you crossed up,
so let it out
 
You seem like you've just seen a ghost
(You're looking milquetoast)
What's got your tounge all doing rolls
(I know how it goes)

You know, it all seems pretty plain
the way that you're pickin' her brain
You've lost track of her name...

You
Don't have to be shy
Everyone knows why
You got a blank space in your mind

Cut the fret and let the tide go as it will
(Don't you sweat it)
Not your fault or mine that time ain't standing still

Stop
Won't you relax?
I know you don't remember,
so don't you try
Won't be no help

I know you want to get her back
(Are you about to crack?)
You're overthinking this my man
(Own up while you can!)

I'm tired of wasting my time
You can spend the rest of the night
Or give it a guess if you like...

You
Don't have to be shy
Everyone knows why
You got a blank space in your mind

Cut the fret and let the tide go as it will
(Don't you sweat it)
Not your fault or mine that time ain't standing still

Crossed Up

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