Dear all,
Just a quick post; I've been working on some lyrics for a new album. No music yet, so I can only really share the words with you guys. These aren't the only ones I've been writing, just the ones that look the most promising. Of course, the album is still a long way from being released, but I just wanted to give a little sample for how it's taking shape. It's still too early to tell what the title will be, but 'Ease of Predictability' sounds pretty cool.
-Eric Quillington
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Synethesia
"Dear sir, please spare a penny for the blind
Take me through the spectrum, as the sounds turn to color
As you can see, my dreams of being a performance freak have failed
Does that still make me special?
And for a minute, the moth thought he was the flame
The muse mistook herself as the masterpiece
Good afternoon, it’s nice to talk to someone for an hour
All my plans for the future were abandoned when I rewrote the past
As you can see, there’s nothing that’s been troubling me
Does that still make me a tortured artist?
And for a minute, I lost myself in the beauty
Unfortunately, I ran out of words to rhyme"
Fanning the Ember
"Resting; not sleeping
Missing a lucky break gives one time to prepare for the next
Long nights and endless procrastination serve as inspiration
I’m content with fanning the ember
Turning; not stopping
Every time I look, my old notes are the only things worthwhile
It’s fun to pretend they’re something bold and new
I’m content with smoldering the ember"
If
"Peace and quiet, yet I’m so tired
In case I feel empty, there’s always another award to be won
It’s such an irritating prospect to sing about your own self
And it’s such a frightening prospect to sing about nothing
Relaxed vibes drift on soundlessly
If I ever need attention, then I’ll pretend I’m dissatisfied
Writing with a gold pen, I’m scared of sounding pretentious
When I can’t sing about the sky, I’m stuck singing about the ground
Just turn on the bright lights, and no one’s going to say you’re all alone"
Untitled
"Words relay the vice
Create the sunset with burning gasoline
In the silence, in the dead of night
We can begin anew
Words delay the vice
Leave the burdens for the mules
In the silence, in the dead of night
Reality becomes the dream"
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OOC: I love how this thread temporarily became the center of the Eric/Glamazon/Cassie feud. xD;
