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So I’m just going to type in my little lyrics to “How to Return Home”. Blame Brian, please. He sang me high low and everywhere in between and my little voice box is sleepier than even my heavy eyelids. But I was dogged this evening and the result is a finished lyric.
There are still a few things that I have questions about. I don’t know how I feel about my double rhyme… but it’s pretty somehow. I normally hate that kind of stuff. It feels so overdone but this song’s character is more flowery than my usual tone… I just can’t tell. My other question regards changing lyrics in the chorus and whether or not (if I should change them at all) I’m changing the correct ones. There is a part of me that thinks it must mean my lyrics for the chorus just aren’t good enough yet. But the other part reminds me that I genuinely like some of the lyrics that I wouldn’t want to repeat.
Brian and I get together on Tuesday for more recording (Tales from the Bad Years), so perhaps I’ll sing this for you then.
The LYRICS:
Your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards,
Home at last and silent but still you’re shaken,
like walking into a museum, somehow out of time.
It’s all the same except the girl in the hallway,
Where she’s been and who she will ripen into,
Your childhood’s on the other side of a gulf to damn wide to climb. (more…)
My virgin voyage into the a capella world of making my own music video. It’s not good. For one thing, I don’t have a mac and have yet to figure out how to edit the video down from its original length. This leaves me in a frustratingly imperfect place in an e-world of spliced perfection.
Here are the lyrics to at least the first draft of the beginning of “How to Return Home”:
Your bare feet sliding on the old wooden floorboards,
Home at last and silent but still you’re shaken,
like walking into a museum, somehow out of time.
It’s all the same except the girl in the hallway,
Where she’s been and who she will ripen into,
Your childhood’s on the other side of a gulf to damn wide to climb.
Take silent breath.
Hold in the change.
Tell yourself you still live here.
It’s the only way
you’ll get through this holiday. Count the hours.
Pick some flowers.
Make a nice bouquet.
Clearly, the dumby lyrics come at the end, but I’m still not sure about the entire chorus. I’m kind of thinking that it probably changes based on whatever happens at the end of the chorus. Plus, it has to work throughout the song, right Bri? This probably doesn’t change each time since it’s such a pop chorus. Perhaps 2 lines change - the “it’s the only way to get through…” which I would assume will change too. And I’m pretty sold that we want something more like “get through this day” with the three notes on day.
Anyway, this is where the song is at currently. Updates to arrive throughout the weekend. I think I’ll have the whole thing done by Sunday or Monday at the latest.
Okay, so here’s a new version of How To Return Home I’m trying, music first. There’s a PDF and a terrible scratch vocal of me singing. Not sure how much this will mean to anyone, but hopefully Kait will write some lyrics - and then the whole thing will mean a bit more!
Write some additional directions for successfully returning home. I'm probably going to be writing choruses for "How to Return Home" soon and I'd rather be working from your fresh ideas than culling my own from forever ago. As you can probably imagine - this instructions can be very serious or ironic. After a conversation w Brian, here's the info I have: the verses of the song are going to be setting the scene and the choruses will give instructions. Most likely the words "how to return home" will be in the bridge - how very pop of us! Your personal insights will be welcome.
