- Roanoke, Va
- Last Record: 2012-07-07 10:39:18 -0700
- Joined: Nov 03, 2010
I can't sleep without these covers on my head
It's hard to breath but God it's worth it just to live
Without the world invading all my space
As time continues to run in place
I'm sick of always singing of what's keeping me awake.
I hope to God that he exists and we are saved
Cause I can't stand that it might end inside the grave
And I'd rather live with foolish faith Than an intellectual mistake
But all these insecurities are eating me alive
The absolute cheesiest thing I could possibly conjure up.
If we were just bears beneath a tree
with honey purched high as we could see
I would learn to fly for your
I would learn to fly
And of course upon return you'd ask me
Well baby don't you want any
But you are all the honey I could ever need
And we each would lay beneath the tree
And we can't breathe to think this moment could ever end
And we will see exactly how perfec two bears can be
In any moment with our own honey
And of course bears, they need their sleep
And I won't hold us from it
But, honey would you mind sleeping next to me
And in the morning we can wake
To find the world did let us stay
Right there, in love, beneath that willow tree
And we are living proof that those bears
Can fall just perfectly in love
Just perfectly into love
This took so much longer than I expected. This will (hopefully) be the last thing I post that is totally original for a while. I want to star building off what you guys have created. There is so much on this site waiting to be pieced together.
Probaby my last synth adventure for a while. Focus on getting back to my indie roots. I really love all the sounds in this though. I pictured spring or summer just rolling along. Very scenic. Hopefully this satisfies my synth sweet tooth for a while
G is my new favorite scale. I will never get enough of chord structures. Hearing every part of every note. All the shimmers. The title is just the scene I pictured. A time lapse shot of a waiting room, all the families waiting to recieve news, be it good or bad.
Once again, the result of not being to record my guitars. Also the result of listening to "King Night" by Salem too much and maybe just a bit of Lana Del Rey.
In terms of the song structure. I like the idea of kind of being submersed into this thick noise. Every layer seems like it has to be the last but is always followed by another. until eventually you wash back up on the beach.