From July 19, 2014: Among the first attempts at bringing one of my poems (Ink, January 9, 2005 – in Let Me Be Your Bernie T. too) to life with music and singing using Apple’s Garage Band. Singing in the first part is hard to stomach but plow through and listen for the art that it is. Added some more voice to it today at the end. And as always, pitching my lyrics to accomplished or budding musicians who need words for their amazing music. I play and sing poorly but I got your words.
It’s hard to explain this feeling inside
My thoughts override everything outside
Crushing my will to eat and survive
Bringing to you what Harry keeps high
Typing your name and your life, I fight
Growing and decaying at the same time
Pursuing this alone, my eyes take flight
They wonder and wander into the night
Don’t feel I want you to think and drink
Take a sip grab a swig clink clink clink
Pen in your hand splatter the ink
Come to me touch me wink wink wink
Our parts together our souls apart
Our hearts apart our minds start
Who are you, my counterpart?
Who are you to mimic my art?
Go and stay, run and fall
Cry and pray, walk stand tall
Do what you have to, to get to the ball
Better get your dress, better not crawl
Whisper to me and tell me your life
I don’t want to know, feels like a knife
Think with me, squeeze tight take a bite
Oh come on heart, think and don’t be polite
Written at 06:49 AM Pacific Time, January 9, 2005
Let Me Be Your Bernie T.
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