My only 'finished' song.
There may be things I can do to improve it, but they all lie in the 'recording' stage of the song, not the 'compositional' stage.
The Devil, himself, has 4 main musically inclined artists. God borrowed one for a 60-year gig and I'm the replacement.
Story behind the song
All Song Backgrounds should be read after you listen to the full song at least once (in my opinion).
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This song is sung from the perspective of a literary artist who fell in love with one of his own creations.
Lyrics
What have I done now?
The girl's beauty
is far too rich.
Her hair, raven's silk,
and eyes like painted pearls,
a veracious heart of gold.
Existence is perception's mind game.
I only feel what I feel,
so you must be real.
You are on your own now,
It's up to you;
Would you want me too?
I want you in my love babe.
Don't mess around
with the sound.
I want you in my love babe.
The script is mine,
as is my graphic decline.
The written body has broke me,
my mind has come,
realities no fun.
I want you in my love babe.
The trick's been done;
the god's have had their fun.
I want you in my love babe.
Don't mess around
with the sound.
I want you in my love babe.
Don't mess around
with the sound.
I want you in my love babe.
Don’t mess around
with the sound.
I want you in my love babe.
Don’t mess around
with the sound.
What have I done now?
The girl's beauty
is far too rich.
Her hair, raven's silk,
and eyes like painted pearls,
a veracious heart of gold.
And yet I feel so cold.
