Posts tagged "Love"

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song acoustic original singer songwriter trust love cheater infidelity leave if question answer

Dec 15

Tonight’s inspiration came from Te0uanJ’s question:

Would you trust the person you’re with, knowing that they cheated on their previous bf/gf?

I took the question one step further; how could you trust the person if they cheated on the previous partner for you? The recording could be much better; it needs a second vocal track—but, alas, I have to work tomorrow and must sleep.

     If you could leave him

Well I stole you at midnight,
when you slipped out the door.
When the car crossed the state line,
you said “I don’t need that man no more.”
And you looked to me and smiled,
and I smiled in return;

I was hiding the truth I knew:
that if you could leave him, then you could leave me;
that if you could leave him, then you could leave me.

He wasn’t bad to you—
you tell me your life was a bore.
A bird in a cage you were,
‘til I asked you to soar.
And I’d like to ask for loyalty,
but I already know:

Yeah, I know the truth:
CHORUS

Well, times are good right now;
you’re here in my arms.
But a man’s days are always numbered
with a woman like you:
A woman so free
she loves so cruel.

I know the truth:
CHORUS

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blues question answer original acoustic better off alone holycrapacupcake love trust SoundCloud

Dec 15

Tonight’s inspiration comes via a direct question from holycrapacupcake:

What happens when you feel trapped in all of your friendships? Like you would rather sit in the dark, alone, than be talking to someone or anyone for that matter, just because you can’t trust what they say - how does that make sense?

This was the first time I wrote from a direct question. It’s inherently more difficult to respond to a single question than it is to read hundreds of posts and just respond to one that piques my interest. I could do it, though, because I understood the dilemma at the heart of the question. Song’s short and in the future will have more guitar/vocal tracks. I had to create a SoundCloud account because I write more than one song a day, and Tumblr tries to restrict my productivity! Enjoy!

     Better off alone

People don’t have to be liars
to never speak the truth.
You and yours and all your noise
is giving me the blues.
Sometimes you got friends all around you,
but nothing they say fills your soul.

The blues is knowing
you’re better off alone.

We all say we care about each others’ pain,
and all this pretending is good and fine.
But sometimes you need a quiet place,
somewhere dark to rest your mind.
One of these days I’m going to lock my door
and disconnect my phone.

The blues is knowing
you’re better off alone.


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original singer songwriter love perfect question answer

Dec 17

Tonight’s inspiration comes from micxssaymwah’s question:

Whats is your idea or person, that you consider as Perfection?

What really grabbed my interest, though, was someone else’s response; dreamofdecay answered: “My other half. Wouldn’t anyone in a relationship say the same?” Actually, I wouldn’t. I’ve been in a relationship for a long time, and I do not think my lady is perfect—and I know she doesn’t think the same of me. In fact, I might love her most for some of her flaws. What is amazing, though, is that together we are perfect. We each have unique strengths that negate the other’s weaknesses. A perfect team. The lyrics are supposed to be funny, but they still embody what I’m talking about.

    Perfect team

You’ve got your flaws girl,
and Lord knows I’ve got mine.
But I’ll be damned, baby,
if we don’t step right in time.

Well, the Lord made me cruel
and He made you sour,
and we’d rather pick a fight
than pick a flower.

People call me a criminal,
and say you ain’t much,
but there ain’t a pair
more perfect than us.

CHORUS

I got rot in my teeth,
and I ain’t always clean,
and you wear clothes
like you’re working the street.

CHORUS

I drink and holler,
you hiss and scream,
and everyone says our love’s a nightmare
not a dream.

CHORUS


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princess problem question answer original song singer songwriter acoustic silver spoon wealth knowledge sally-okay love dowry dollars

Dec 18

Today’s inspiration comes from a very simple question asked by sally-okay:

Knowledge or wealth?

I’m not sure that I’ve answered “knowledge”, but I definitely said no to wealth…at least for the situation I imagined. I know that most girls in my life wish they were a Disney Princess. I’ve always thought that life didn’t seem as great as the movie’s make it out to be. My song shares my reasoning. Enjoy!

     A Princess problem

Well, you were born
with your nose in the air.
Gifted pretty dresses
and golden hair.
But I know your secret,
the one you’ve never told:
You’d trade in all those dollars
just to know:

That you’re loved for being you,
and not for your dowry;
that you’re loved for being you,
and not for your wealth.

Suitors come to you,
like moths to a flame.
No, they come to you,
like gamblers to a game.
They want a taste
from that silver spoon.
The one that’s choked you
and left you so blue.

CHORUS

Well, yours is a Princess problem,
one of the First World.
But privilege can’t dull the pains
of a sad girl.
You’ve had everything
except for the one thing you want:
a good man
that you can trust…

CHORUS

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original acoustic inspiration prettybooks books library sexy bus bookish girl boy love crush Dorian Gray Rhett Butler Heathcliff

Dec 21

Stumbled (Tumbled?) onto a great blog today: prettybooks. It’s a wonderful concept for a blog, filled with quality reviews of quality books and pictures of people reading. I knew I’d like her style when I read in her bio that she likes the smell of books(!). I sometimes get lost in dusty, forgotten sections of libraries (collections on tax records or government spending, for example) and just breathe. I find it an incredibly sexy smell; it’s the aroma of timelessness. Father Time probably wears a cologne that smells like aging pages and book bindings. Anyway, reading her blog inspired me to write a song about a boy who loves a bookish girl. I realize reading the lyrics now, the speaker is essentially a stalker—but I promise he’s a harmless one! He’s just trying to figure out how to be as exciting as a good book to this girl. Thanks for the inspiration prettybooks! I also want to give a shout-out to these other great book blogs: bookshelves and booklover. Check them out! Free downloads of this song are available here.

     Bookish Girl

I saw you every day on the bus.
I hoped you’d notice me,
but your nose was always in a book.
One day, I got off at your stop
and followed you down that city block.
When you walked in the library,
I almost turned away;
books just weren’t for boys like me.

Do they have a book on you?
Do they have a book on love?

Well, I applied for a card,
just so I could follow you in.
I traced your steps from reference to fiction.
Would you believe that for months
I read every single book you touched?
I’ve learned a lot—yes, I’ve grown wise—
but I still don’t know how to tell you
I wish you were mine.

CHORUS

Well, bookish girl, you’ve got it all:
the smarts, the smile, and the beating heart.
I could be any kind of lover you wish;
a Dorian Gray, a Rhett Butler, or a Heathcliff.
Ours could be a novel love,
like a good book you can’t get enough of.

CHORUS

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Ash Ketchum Ditto Gameboy LOL Nintendo Gameboy Pokémon acoustic audio post gaming insanelygaming inspiration love music musicians original poetry singer songwriter video game

Dec 23

Tonight’s post is for the gamer girl at insanelygaming. Mallory’s blog shares wonderful video game images and music, including artsy and funny interpretations of classic gaming themes. Seeing her posts make me remember a not-so-distant past when I feverishly gamed. I smile every time I see an image of Ash Ketchum on her blog. One of my all-time favorite games is the Blue Version of Pokémon for Gameboy. I love that game for the same reason I enjoy a lot of minimalistic music; it is so simple to understand and play, yet profoundly imaginative. I wrote this song today for Mallory because her blog made me remember the good times I had playing that game. When I was a boy, the thought of a girl who played video games seemed more mythological and magical than dragons. So, this song posits a ridiculous way I could get Mallory in my life if I lived in the world of Pokémon, using a Ditto. I think anyone can enjoy this tune, but aficionados of the first-generation Pokémon games will revel in the references (I hope the intro/solo is recognizable). Free downloads of this song can be found here, and you can stream it on YouTube here. — Kavalier Calm

     Ditto

I’m tired of living a Blue Version life.
Day after day, everything appears more wild.
I’m gonna hang up my red cap, and quit the gyms
‘cause I got a plan to fill my life with love again.
I’m gonna catch me a Ditto and have it read your website.
And when it transforms into you, I’ll ask it to be my wife.

Cause I don’t got to catch them all.
I just got to catch one like you.

We’ll settle down in Pallet Town, and I’ll build a bird house.
Pidgeys will come from all around to play in our yard.
We’ll grow Cut flowers in the garden and go Surf at the beach,
and we’ll Fish with my Old Rod for Magikarp.
We’ll go spelunking in caves with our Flash(lights),
and Dig our escape from all those Zubats.
CHORUS

On days you don’t feel special, I’ll brew you elixirs
to restore your PP (and your feelings for me).
We’ll teach you how to swallow your laughter,
so you don’t ever return to your true form.
I’ll finally be a Master of a household.
You’ll fill every page of my heart’s Pokédex.
CHORUS

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song original natalieeelovesyou love singer songwriter music lonely hunger alone radio hope blues art

Dec 26

This song concept was bouncing around in my head for days, and I finally sat down to bleed it out. I realized recently that the majority of songs that the crowd (meaning all of you bloggers) inspires me to write are about loneliness or hunger (in all senses of the word). I am considering releasing digital albums of sets of the songs written for this blog, and this may be the title track for the first such album. I wanted to devote this posting to someone who seems to get the song’s message. I started searching by the tag lonely, and what I read was too gray to mirror the music. Then I realized my tune is actually hopeful. The speaker believes in the power of his voice/music/energy to travel faster than his feet to find his lost lover. So this is a song for a hopeful, loving blogger, like: natalieeelovesyou. And all you lonely bloggers I stumbled upon first—I recommend wallowing in the positive vibe on her blog for awhile.


     Lonely and hungry for you

I waited for you to come home—
years I waited, all alone.
When you didn’t come back, I packed a bag
and started walking down the road.

I didn’t know where you’d gone,
so I wrote this song, just so you’d know:
I’m lonely and hungry for you,
so lonely and hungry for you.

My feet have have covered many miles,
but there are many miles left to go.
I’m gonna use the radio to find you—
‘cause sound travels faster than me.

I don’t know where you’ve gone,
so I wrote this song, just so you’ll know:
CHORUS

Strangers warn me you may be dead,
but you can’t be—I haven’t found you yet.
I don’t know where you’re hiding,
but I’ll seek ‘til my days are long.

I don’t know where you’ve gone,
so I wrote this song, just so you’ll know:
CHORUS


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original singer songwriter song poetry poem Leonard Cohen fuckyeahmrleonardcohen s-p-r-i-n-g- spring love body night water spark fire winter warmth forget truth

Dec 28

Tonight’s inspiration comes from two main sources. Firstly, Leonard Cohen in general is a constant inspiration; he is one of the few musicians who operates as a poet first, which is my aim. He doesn’t have a personal blog, so I will thank Hannah over at fuckyeahmrleonardcohen for posting great Cohen content. Secondly, I’ll thank the blogger at s-p-r-i-n-g- for posting warm and sunny images. I found this blog on my phone while I waited in the freezing cold for the bus this morning. While looking at it, my head started piecing together these lyrics. Enjoy!

     Spring nights

Those spring nights are lost; and this winter is long.
But I won’t forget your warmth.
No, I won’t forget

When you loved me on those spring nights
I almost knew why I’m here.
I tried to grasp the truth like water,
but my fingers only found your hair—
and that was good enough.

CHORUS

When you loved me on those spring nights
I whispered away my pain.
Too quiet for you to hear the words,
but loud enough to hear their meaning.
I wanted you to respond, but you only smiled—
and that was good enough.

CHORUS

When you loved me on those springs nights
I confused the humid air with lust.
We were a spark, and we were fire itself.
I sank in the steam, willing to drown,
but I floated to the surface on your body—
and that was good enough.

CHORUS

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money love gamble alcohol death song original singer songwriter

Dec 30

Today’s inspiration comes from medtechema’s question:

Does money scare you?

Money scares me. I think it can ruin everything. What’s your idea about this?

My song answers this question from the perspective of someone who spends his money too freely—and in fun, but dangerous ways. Note how the chorus changes as the speaker’s fear evolves; I tried to write as if each verse was a different moment in time: denial, acceptance, truth, etc. In some places, these lyrics don’t match the wording in the recording. I recorded the song on a sudden impulse with the words only tumbling around in my head. After I typed them up and edited them a bit, I tried re-recording it a couple of times. But the original always sounded the best—perfectly unpolished—so that’s what I’m posting. Enjoy!

     Money

Well, I ain’t afraid of money,
just the power it holds. X2

Well, I gamble it all away,
and I drink it down the drain
until there’s nothing left to hold.

With no vice to buy,
no trouble to get into,
I run home.

Darlin’, I’m afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me. X2

Well, there’s holes in my pockets
from where the coin burnt
right through.

And I keep coming home
asking you to repair my waste,
and I’m wasting you.

Darlin’, I’m afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me.
Darlin’, I’m afraid of losing you,
‘cause I’m weak.

Well, I’ll give you all my checks,
the key to my safe,
just don’t leave.

Help clean me up,
or one of these days,
I’m gonna buy my death.

Darlin’, I’m afraid of money,
but I’m more afraid of losing you.
I’m afraid of money,
and the power it holds over me,
But I’m more afraid,
of losing you.

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life death love singer songwriter original poetry rock folk sketchmyvibe

Jan 01

Today’s tune is for Alejandra and her sketchmyvibe blog. Great inspiring images of youth, living, and dark beauty. My song is in response to an image of graffiti she reblogged that reads: “Every living creature dies alone.” Song’s short and sweet. Enjoy!

     Don’t let go

If every single living creature
is cursed to die alone,
Better find someone,
grab ahold of them,
and don’t let go.

We can’t know what’s next,
but I’m sure it’s cold and dark.
You got to make sure your days here
are bright and warm.

Darlin’, I know your scared
of what comes next,
but that’s no reason
to not make the best…

of the time we’ve got here.

Let’s stand up to fate,
wear a smile on our face.
Laugh at what’s cruel,
and forget all that’s sour.

If every single living creature
is cursed to die alone,
Just grab ahold of me
and, darlin’, don’t let go.

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original song singer songwriter acoustic love romantic divine halo inspiration

Jan 05

Was struggling to find inspiration via Tumblr this week. So, I tapped into a constant source of inspiration: my lady. This song is for her and anyone in the blogosphere that cares to listen.

     Divine

Your hair is more brown than mine,
and your skin is more soft.
And your eyes have more light
even in the dead of night.

And your body is so divine,
I wish I was made in your image sometimes.
And I’m not sure what perfect is,
but I know you’re closer than I’ll ever be.

Your lips are more full,
and your freckles wear their chaos well.
You speak just above a whisper,
so everyone bends and aches to hear your words.

CHORUS

Maybe that pretty curve to your neck
is from the weight of that halo on your head.
And you seem to glide right across the ground,
dancing to music no one else hears.

CHORUS

Darlin’, you’re so divine to me.
Sometimes it’s like you fell from the sky
right into my arms.


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Snow White Disney Princess poison apple singer songwriter original acoustic mirror dwarf love

Jan 07

Mirror, mirror on the wall, what inspired this song? Well, the whole concept of Snow White. These are gut wrenching, pun laden lyrics; two minutes of fury about finding my own Disney Princess. I’m devoting this post to mydearsn0wwhite ‘cause she posts about Snow White and posts quality poetry. Keep it up, and enjoy!

     Mirror, mirror

Mirror, mirror
on the wall:
Can you tell me
who’s the fairest of them all?
Can you give me her number,
so I can give her a call?
Can you give me her address,
so I can bring flowers to her step.

I’ve been searching the whole world
for a girl as white as snow.
A girl who’s sick of little men
running her show.
I want a girl who’ll boss me around;
I want a girl I can call queen—
A girl too smart for poisoned apples,
a girl too smart for me.

Mirror, mirror
on the wall:
Find me what I need;
I’ve been looking like all the other boys
for gems in the mine.
But now I see it takes
magic like yours
to fulfill my needs.

REPEAT VERSE 1

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Wonder Poetry love strawberriesandcigars girl singer songwriter original acoustic original music jam

Jan 09

This song is for Alex over at strawberriesandcigars. I like her blog, her taste in music, and her smile. This is a simple tune full of complicated feelings. Enjoy!

     Wonder

Well, I’ve never met a girl quite like you before.
You ain’t so tall, but you’re sharp and a bit unusual,
and I’m beginning to like that you never say what I expect:
the same old fluff about love eternal and how the heart never forgets.

And I don’t know who hurt you but, Lord, praise him
because your heart’s in two beautiful pieces; won’t you let me heal it?
And if you say I’m not your type, I would agree with that.
But your type’s never done so well in the past, so why not give mine a chance?

And I bet you wonder why I wonder…X 2

What it would be like to love a girl like you.
One who ain’t so tall but stands so tall she fills the room.
A girl so strong, she makes me quake with fear;
a girl so far gone, I ain’t even sure if she’s here.

And I bet you wonder why I wonder…X 2

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hot blooded blues love lust sex runawaywithmetoneverland inspiration original singer songwriter rock jam lake

Jan 10

Tonight’s inspiration comes from Leah at runawaywithmetoneverland. I like her taste in music, and she posts images full of the youthful energy I tap into every time I sit down with my guitar. I definitely want to be a candle that burns twice as bright, even if it means burning half as long. This song deserves a band, especially a drummer; I can imagine what it would sound like in an alternate, cooler universe. Enjoy!

     Hot blooded blues

Hey sweet lady, listen here:
I wanna be with you,
not far but near.
Let’s go down to the lake,
just you and me.
Don’t worry, darlin’,
this secret I’ll keep.

Well, I’m hot blooded,
but you’re treating me cold.
Darlin’, what do you want?
‘Cause I can get it;
I’ll kill if I have to.
No man, machine, or beast
will keep me from you.

Don’t call me crazy
for wanting you.
You got every man with a mind
turning blue.
Others came before,
but they were cold to the touch.
Stop fighting darlin’.
Hush, hush.

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blues broken record record vinyl inspiration original acoustic slide guitar singer songwriter love lust sex diamond stylus

Jan 12

Tonight’s song is about records (and a woman, of course). I first bought a record player a few years ago when I realized that my university’s library had a massive vinyl collection. Records perfectly play to my minimalist heartstrings. Something about seeing the vibrations taking place and the raw graininess gets me every time. When I was writing the lyrics, I browsed these two blog for inspiration: recordporn and thevinylcornerblog. Thanks to both bloggers for the spark. Enjoy!

     Broken record blues

Keep falling in love with the same girl,
over and over again.
Soon as I think I’ve quit her,
she’s back at my door with a grin.

Yeah, she loves my diamond—
Yeah, she love my stylus—
the style of us is dangerous.

She always comes beggin’ for money,
and I can’t say no to her vinyl skin.
It’s scratched and warped,
but, damn, it makes music beneath me.

CHORUS

Well, I’ve been steady with a few girls before,
nice girls with no flaws.
But every time she comes around,
I answer her call.

CHORUS

Well, she’s unpolished.
Well, she’s incomplete.
But she feels so real;
oh, she can’t be beat.

CHORUS

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