I wake up and announce, today , I will write a song but my mind is filled with ordinary, evryday doings so I
struggle to empty that canvas so I can fill it up again. But how do I do that when I remember snippets
of a dream where I am playing my broken guitar, the blare of the neighbor's boom boom radyo in my ear
and lilts by the birdfeeder and the light streams in green through the window curtain.
It might be a good day for a walk or to bike or to fly a kite but I am tied to the kitchen and there
is no quick getaway because there's something waits for lunch, I remember when I was a child once
when the wind flailed from my hair in the arms of a storm, lightning cracks in the sky, rain marching on my head afloat on the sea another summer ends to the paradiddle of silver gray armies. and then took
"food in fifteen minutes" What I am doing here and where is that pencil to write that soundtrack I were
cooking up? The ingredients of a song come from everyday phenomena, sychorodestinic events.
A song is a musical composition for the human voice (that sacred breath, spirited utterances) words/lyrics is usually accompanied by a musical instrument or practicality anything for that matter: the milk can or the door your tsinelas shuffling on the oavement, trike drone or bamboo rustle.
A typical song structure is broken down into verse chirus verse bridge chorus verse chorus
. There is no standard way really . You can go AAAAA if ou want.
