(Sorry! I've been writing an actual song! Took away from my game playing!) :D
Baby, your touch is electric against my skin.
I wonder, is this an original sin?
I feel as if we're floating in a velvet cloud,
The touch of your hand makes me want to cry out loud.
Garden
Light
Midnight
Reborn
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"Don't wanna ride no shootin' star. Just wanna play on the rhythm guitar." Emmylou Harris, "Rhythm Guitar" from "The Ballad of Sally Rose"
Hope the song went well!
I'll get back to this tomorrow - Jan & I've been out to dinner with a drummer friend & his wife over in Kimmeridge, and it's far too late (& there was too much wine ;-) ) to think now :D :D :D
In our garden, hidden light
Falls softly between shadows.
Midnight trees frame innocence
Reborn in velvet night ...
Singing
Rain
Wandering
Cat
I'm singing in the rain,
Yes singing in the rain.
She was wandering, looking for that stud bull,
Tommy the cat's my name.
Conjecture
Miniscule
Misadventure
Pyschadelic
"That’s what takes place when a song is written: You see something that isn’t there. Then you use your instrument to find it."
- John Frusciante
I disagree with your conjecture that
He's in love with a miniscule cat
Whose misadventures, I'll have to admit
Are quite often most psychedelic
Pier
Harbor
Dock
Shore
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"Don't wanna ride no shootin' star. Just wanna play on the rhythm guitar." Emmylou Harris, "Rhythm Guitar" from "The Ballad of Sally Rose"
Tide laps the pier -
Harbour boats dip and rock.
Down by the dock
Lights dim along the shore.
Longing
Lost
Fruit
Broken
I am longing for love
I am lost in this world
The fruit of my life is gone
My heart is now broken
Losing
Jump
Road
Wake
...It's Somthing unpredictable, But in the end is right, I hope you have the time of your life...
----I Am The American Idiot---- <-------You have been warned
The thought of losing you, baby
Makes my emotions jump and swirl
The road without you will be bumpy
I will wake up a lonely girl
Rainy
Sultry
Pure
Light
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"Don't wanna ride no shootin' star. Just wanna play on the rhythm guitar." Emmylou Harris, "Rhythm Guitar" from "The Ballad of Sally Rose"
Walking home one rainy night
The sultry atmosphere so depressing
But her pure laughter raising me up
Above the clouds to see the light
renege
supposititious
expiate
robustious
(I hope I didn't make it too easy) :wink:
"That’s what takes place when a song is written: You see something that isn’t there. Then you use your instrument to find it."
- John Frusciante
I've decided to renege,
cos your intentions were supposititious,
so now,back off,expiate your wrongs,
or else i'll get robustious
pedantic
academic
sinful
smooth
Hey - pedantic, get your nose out of the books
Hey - Academic, get your nose out of the books
It's sinful you don't stop to smell the roses
Smooth your life out and quit the verbal poses
volumes
blackness
sunshine
abyss
It is a small world for metal fanatics. I welcome you fellow musicians, especially the metalheads!
bump- da- bump-bump!!!
It is a small world for metal fanatics. I welcome you fellow musicians, especially the metalheads!
Your expression speaks volumes about you
Like the blackness of your eyes
You never feel the warmth of the sunshine
In the abyss where you choose to reside
Wagon
Dirt
Leather
Steel
Regards,
Mike
"Growing Older But Not UP!"
A Wagon full of gold did they seek
The Spanish came and searched rock and dirt
Leather clad did they arrive
Smashing their steel on those who would avert
Soldier
removed
among
discovery
It is a small world for metal fanatics. I welcome you fellow musicians, especially the metalheads!
Soldier...
Soldier, removed now, and fringe dweller
Soldier among
Soldiers who can you tell your discovery
Cryin'
waterfront
jobless
end
"Colour made the grass less green..." 3000 miles, Tracy Chapman
