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07-21-2006, 07:44 PM
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Profound Writer
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Gender: Female
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My Death Bed Will Be A Waterbed
What makes the minute-hand,
Circumnavigate?
Send those gears to the guillotine!
I don’t care how long they took to create.
I swear to my sobriety,
As my watch’s hands spin.
The numbers grow smaller,
And finally give in.
Chorus:
The calendar’s a bad liar,
And the clock needs Ritalin.
While my lust for life seems to escalate,
With the end of every other sin.
Suddenly I’m sinking,
In a vat of quicksand.
I’m steady and silent,
Since I already understand.
The more you struggle,
The faster you die.
To what else does this irony,
Regrettably apply?
Repeat Chorus
I suck in available oxygen,
Breathe out carbon dioxide.
Maybe chemistry can save me,
From the impending homicide.
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07-21-2006, 07:55 PM
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#2
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Prolific Writer
Join Date: Dec 2005
Posts: 386
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pretty good words. Makes ya think. I couldn't get a tune in my head. what kid of music?
What makes the minute-hand,
Circumnavigate?
Send those gears to the guillotine!
I don’t care how long they took to create.
I swear to my sobriety,
As my watch’s hands spin.
The numbers grow smaller,
And finally give in.
Chorus:
The calendar’s a bad liar,
And the clock needs Ritalin.
While my lust for life seems to escalate,
With the end of every other sin.
Suddenly I’m sinking,
In a vat of quicksand.
I’m steady and silent,
Since I already understand.
The more you struggle,
The faster you die.
To what else does this irony,
Regrettably apply?
Repeat Chorus
I suck in available oxygen,
Breathe out carbon dioxide.
Maybe chemistry can save me,
From the impending homicide
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~Vasque~
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07-21-2006, 07:56 PM
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#3
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Profound Writer
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Hm, probably some kind of alternative/indie sound to it. Thanks for the critique, by the way. ^^
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07-21-2006, 08:19 PM
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Location: sitting on the dock of the bay, wasting time
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Just generally, I think that the reason why we sometimes can't get a sense of tune immediately is because the 'music' of the lyric isn't quite right.
So specifically to this lyric, I had a little trouble with the rhythm. Too many syllables here, to few there, conflicting beats. And therefore, trying to work through that distracted me from the message of it. I didn't really connect with it, and so I didn't get a sense of melody.
However, you've used a lot of stuff that we don't usually see in a song, eg. guillotine, circumnativgate, sobriety, escalate, dioxide. There's good material here.
It's just up to you to see if you can fit it to a melody. Because if you can and it works, then my rhythm comments don't really matter. That's more of a poetry thing really. I'm just saying it because I've recently discovered that, when the lyrics are 'just right' musically, then the melody almost writes itself.
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07-21-2006, 11:01 PM
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Thanks for the imput, evadri. I appreciate it. I know what you mean about having too many syllables in certain places, and I'm going to try and trim it down.
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07-23-2006, 06:58 AM
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Quote:
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Originally Posted by mandax
What makes the minute-hand,
Circumnavigate?
Send those gears to the guillotine!
I don’t care how long they took to create.
I swear to my sobriety,
As my watch’s hands spin.
The numbers grow smaller,
And finally give in.
Chorus:
The calendar’s a bad liar,
And the clock needs Ritalin.
While my lust for life seems to escalate,
With the end of every other sin.
Suddenly I’m sinking,
In a vat of quicksand.
I’m steady and silent,
Since I already understand.
The more you struggle,
The faster you die.
To what else does this irony,
Regrettably apply?
Repeat Chorus
I suck in available oxygen,
Breathe out carbon dioxide.
Maybe chemistry can save me,
From the impending homicide.
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Haha, love the chorus.
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Let's drown all our sorrows and we'll be gone till tomorrow...
Dies Irae, Dies Ilia, Solvet Saeclum In Favilla...
Yes, must still shut up.
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07-23-2006, 09:07 AM
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Haha, thanks Mystery. I've seen your sometimes harsh critiques, so it means a lot that you like it. =D
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07-23-2006, 04:39 PM
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Location: Southern Indiana
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i like it. no complaints for the lyrics, i think you get your point across very well.
the only thing is, i think maybe:
"As my watch’s hands spin."
would sound better as:
"as the hands on my watch spin."
unless that throws the tune out of whack. "As my watch’s hands spin." just seems more difficult to pronounce/interprit to me.
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07-23-2006, 04:49 PM
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Profound Writer
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I agree with your suggestion. I'll change it. =D Thanks for the critique. Glad you liked it.
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