Nothing big
Nothing grand
Nothing useful
Nothing planned
Nothing smart, or at least not very
Nothing revolutionary
Nothing urgent
Nothing hot
Maybe quiet
Maybe not
Nothing hard
Nothing wet
Nothing naked, well not yet
Nothing witty
Nothing wise
No big deal
No first prize
Nothing solemn
Nothing set
Nothing much to give or get
Nothing now but me and you
Nothing more, thanks, that'll do

Nothing big
Nothing grand
Nothing useful
Nothing planned
Nothing smart, or at least not very
Nothing revolutionary
Nothing urgent
Nothing hot
Maybe quiet
Maybe not
Nothing hard
Nothing wet
Nothing naked, well not yet
Nothing witty
Nothing wise
No big deal
No first prize
Nothing solemn
Nothing set
Nothing much to give or get
Nothing now but me and you
Nothing more, thanks, that'll do

A long day's journey into night...and back, through windows.

(I take lousy notes and, therefore, cannot re-locate two resources I used here: those of the clouds @ 0.22 and of the sun through the curtains @ 0:31. Original RECorders: I am grateful, even if I cannot credit you...yet).

Here's the music video to accompany the text MoonyEyed posted. Hope you like it!

"OPEN DOOR" Packs A Rocking Kiss Off Punch!!

CONSTELLATION is:
A.C. STAR
BELLA STAR,
HEAVEN STAR
KIWI STAR
KRYSALIS WINTERBOURNE STAR

Hey People,
This is a tune I wrote a while back, I think some orchestration might be really pretty?? I'm leaving it open for whoever wants to contribute!

I'll start a collab soon and upload separate vocal tracks etc.
I'm stoked you all enjoy it so much but I'm really looking forward to getting some backing music and visuals up here!

xx
Neha

LYRICS:
My fatal mistake was
I wanted to be you
I wanted to breath you deeply in

I got lost in your beauty
In your eloquent body
In all of those tunes you spun me

I breathe like I'm dying
My lily is flying
And bleeding salt from her eyes
She goes where she's carried
Her anger is married
To her joy and her lies

Chorus
I'm falling into the middle of the hole
In that record you made me
I'm using the words to carve the glass walls
of this box they locked me in

My only mistake was
I wanted to feel you
Not with my hands but with my soul
You got lost in my beauty
In my eloquent body
In all of the stories that I told

Chorus

Don't look at me I might die.
My fatal mistake was, I wanted to be you, I wanted to breath you deeply.

This is an original song called "Endless Hallway" that I wrote and recorded.

I play acoustic guitar and piano on the track and sing. Tell me what you think!


I also do slam poetry--but I don't know how much of the work I currently have is appropriate for hitrecord. You can look up one of my pieces, "My Fall Out Boy AP Calculus Blues" on youtube and stuff.

Lyrics:
I am the best friend of the one you always fall for.
Makes my head sick, makes my eyes weep their bad habits--
but I stay quiet because it's not my business.
What if I made it my business?

And after eight years of writing these types of songs,
I've gone from someone (who just wanted you)
to someone who feels so alone.

I can't imagine you a year from now.
I can't imagine you without me now.

It's an endless hallway, this life.
Make it down a few steps and you're still alive.
because at the end of this song we may not be friends.
We may never speak again.

I am the poet, the secret storyteller (you don't know.)
Never heard a single thing I've wrote,
(not even the ones about you) and you stay quiet.
You said it's not your business.
What if i made it your business?

And after eight years of writing these types of songs,
I've gone from someone (who just wanted you)
to someone who can't fight this war.

I can't imagine you a year from now.
I can't imagine you without me now.

It's an endless hallway, this life.
Make it down a few steps and you're still alive.
because at the end of this song we may not be friends.
We may never speak again.

Fullerton Beach:
You watched the sun rise without me.
I slept peacefully, guilt-free, and regretful.

A decade's worth of ties is cut in so few seconds.
I've never heard heard you lie because I'd close my ears.
Couldn't listen.

Commend this broken friendship.

And after eight years of writing these types of songs,
I've gone from someone (who just wanted you)
to someone who can't accept you've gone.

I can't imagine you a year from now.
I can't.

It's an endless hallway, this life.
Make it down a few steps and you're still alive.
because at the end of this song we may not be friends.
We may never speak again.