"Beige"
Tedius and dull; time passes by
Always the fan, never the player
Experiencing everything second- hand
A passenger in the back seat
Blending in with the scenery
Beige is this tired existence
Never clashing or complementing
Helpless, numb, captive, watching
Hardly there but not transparent
Beige is being and not living
Passive, waiting, complacent, conceding
Why do such things happen?
Wondering why life has no meaning
Being the victim is a symptom
Having no vibrancy is the disease
Beige is this tired existence
Never clashing or complementing
Helpless, numb, captive, watching
Hardly there but not transparent
Beige is being and not living
Drifting in a prescription stupor
Unmoved by the colors of life
Protected from passion's reds and yellows
Hiding from life's blues and greens
Fading, un-noticed, into the background
Beige is this tired existence
Never clashing or complementing
Helpless, numb, captive, watching
Hardly there but not transparent
Beige is being and not living
Hi'a Sandra,
A great piece of writing but me thinks a tad difficult for singing ! as the meter differs here and there and it is farely lengthy . ( Sorry i have this thing about looooong songs as it is really hard on the audience, unless you are singing for a bunch of muso's.)
What style did you have in mind, let me know so I can re read it.
Do well
Ja'mir ;)
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Saundra,
I really like the unique character of this song; especially:
Beige is this tired existence
Never clashing or complementing
Helpless, numb, captive, watching
To me, that's exactly what beige is.
Like Jamir, I'm curious what you had in mind here, in terms of melody.
Also, I can see this as a really good poem (with a bit of tweaking).
Cheers,
SP
As always, thanks for the feedback.
My intention with this song was to be fast and punk-ish but still somewhat melodic.
Please feel free to "tweak" away at my verses. I'm interested in your points of view.
