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Tuesday, May 09, 2006

Untitled (that's not what it's called, i just don't have a name yet)

here's the one i mentioned to you on sunday, sam.  It reminds me of bright eyes and iron & wine with a little bit of something else thrown in.

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there's a bee stuck in your bonnet
your mother knows what you should do
she says "if you don't bother death, then honey,
it won't bother you"
but rip that advice out of your life
the first time that it stings
because you know she could have warned you
of the poison that it brings

and i'm sure the problem's all inside my head just like you say
but i've had my eyes closed for days
and it still won't go away

there's a magic in the metaphor
of poorly-chosen words
it's like the symbols we've forgotten
from the songs we never heard
but who's to blame if morning comes
and we're not back inside our cells
i guess the warden locked us out
so now we'll have to chain ourselves

and i'm sure the problem's all inside my head just like you say
but i've had my eyes closed for days
and it still won't go away

so now what you're really asking
is just how much do i want?
well i want everything like everyone
who's ever joined the hunt
and you can say i'll never get it
but that's probably just as well
because the only place i'd really have
to keep it is in hell

and i'm sure the problem's all inside my head just like you say
but i've had my eyes closed for days
and it still won't go away

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the song could probably use another verse or so, because it's goes very quickly.  i also made the mistake of engineering the vocal patterns such that there's NOWHERE to breathe.  i like the way it sounds though.  i'm using a progression that goes something like G D A Em and Bm A Em A Em respectively.


Thursday, February 16, 2006

Speaking of Bright Eyes...

This tune kind of reminds me of a Bright Eyes tune... it's fairly fast and only has like 4 chords.  I like the tune, and I think we could do a lot more with the verses, this is another one that I don't have a chorus for, but we may end up needing one for it since it repeats the same tune so fast.

 Snow, snow make a prisoner out of me
'cause I am tired and my heart is slowly dying
If you fall I won't have to work today
and leave the factory to it's mechanical sighing
Oh snow please do this for me

Love, love make a husband out of me
or do I ask for more than I could ever have
Help me find myself a bride-to-be or is it written in the stars that I will die a lonely man
oh love please do this for me

Courage make a hero out of me
'cause I am scared, I am frightened, I am cowardly
And in the end the hero always gets the girl but there's not an end in sight to this film we call the world
oh courage do this for me

 

On here it's pretty obvious that some lines have more syllables than the matching ones but it works, trust me.  I think this is one you'll have to hear to appreciate, because your voice would sound awesome on this one.  You could write some great lyrics for it too.


Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Who You Really Are ~ Jared

Here's something i was working on yesterday afternoon.  It definitely has some Bright Eyes influence.

Very simple chords, slow folkish tune.

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you can hand to me that line
the one you tell me all the time
i swear that i won't mind

you can ask me what i think
and i'll look up from an empty drink
to stare at you, and i won't blink

   your pretty eyes can barely see
   but you don't feel, and you don't breathe
   and now you're starting to believe
   that the mask you wear is who you really are

why are you such a shallow girl?
it's in style to blame it on the world
expect some diamonds with your pearls

put something on to hide the taint
and nothing scratches through your paint:
the stolen souls of countless saints

    your pretty eyes can barely see
    and you don't think, and you don't breathe
    and i'm sure that you believe
    that the mask you wear is who you really are

'the end is near' the prophets said
but we're still here and they're all dead
was it all just in their heads?

or take the ones who teach the 'truth'
they all think in absolutes
but it depends on who you talk to

    because our eyes can barely see
    and we aren't real, and we don't breathe
    and we all make ourselves believe
    that the mask we wear is who we really are

every human heart's a mess
counting layers down till death -
that's when you've got no layers left

faces drip like melting wax
and only poets dare to ask
is there something we all lack?
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there may be a few more verses added or substituted, but that's what i've got so far.  feel free come up with some of your own to add.


Monday, February 13, 2006

Why Are You Still Here? ~ Jared

This is one i've been working on - a bit on and off - for a while now.  It's got some lines and ideas i really like, but it needs some work.

This song is address christianity, and it is very pointed.  It's probably not one we're going to play on a sunday morning (at least not at OUR church) and stands a decent likelihood of causing me to be thrown out. (As opposed to another of mine called 'For God and Country', which has a decent likelihood of getting me killed ;)) - but these are the kinds of songs i like.


Why are you still here?
Do you think you can tell me?
Is it all about what it's like up there
- what are you trying to sell me?

What if you get there and it's not quite like you thought?
Will it still have been worth it if your mansion's just a metaphor?

Why are you still here?
Do you think you can show me?
Is it 'Us versus Them - and God's on our side'?
Are you so sure you're more holy?

What if you see them and they're a little less than damned
Will it still have been worth it if enemies walk in the promised land?
And offer to take your hand...

   Is your faith all compensation?
   Is your god just a letterhead?
   Are you sure you've got the right 'religion'?
    Is everyone else just the walking dead?
    What makes you think that your conversion  
    Will convert on the bottom line?
    Will it still have been worth it to you?
    Or was this all a waste of time?

Why are you still here?
Do you think you can tell me?
Is this all about hellfire and what to fear
And all the things that will kill me?

What if your 'good fight' is really only fighting good?
Will it still have been worth it if your crusade is tainting the savior's blood?

Why are you still here?
Do you think you  can show me?
What if your savior stood right there and said
"You don't even know me"

What if you meet him and he's not quite like you thought?
Will it still have been worth it if your god is more than the cover art
More than that book you bought
More than the bible taught

    Is your faith still compensation?
    Is your god just a letterhead?
    Are you sure you've got the right religion?
    Is everyone else just the walking dead?
    What makes you think that your perspective
    Is the only one that's right?
    Will it still have been worth it to you?
    Or was this all a waste of time?


Sunday, February 12, 2006

This Song's Not Inspiring (2/10/06) - by Sam

I wrote this one on the 10th.  It's kind of depressing and the tune's very simple.  I like the lyrics, but you're the master so tell me what you think, Jared:

 

This song's not inspiring/

but it's not emotionless/

I'd sell it to you but by the end of the day I'd still be penniless/

 

This song's not intricate/

But it's not that simple/

we'll go our own ways, and if we collide well let's meet in the middle/

 

'Cause I'm not your true love/

so don't tell me that/

'cause inside your painting, while I may be the foreground, the focus is the back/

 

And this song's worth nothing/

if you can't understand it/

Though I'm done using parables I'm still using metaphors so try to repair them/

 

This show is over/

so let down your curtain/

and give up the act, though you say it's the past well I'm really not certain/

 

Though I'm in love with you/

I'll force myself out/

'cause conversing with you leaves me just as bruised as a medieval joust/

 

 

This is it so far, I don't plan on having any sort of chorus, but I plan on adding more.  I particularly like the third line but I don't know about the last.  I need to change the verses around a little until they fit better.  So leave a comment and let me know.  I have a few more new ones that I'll post soon.  Eventually I hope to post all of my best ones, mostly for my sake, but I would like to work with you on new ones especially.  Maybe your lyrical skills will rub off on me. :)  So post some of your own when you have a chance.