I wish I have a bunch of people who could help me to sing my songs. Y'know, like a band or something, with all the drummer and bassist and solo guitarist and keyboardist. Then I can sit back a little and just write lyrics. Ah, did I forget to mention a singer? Yep, that one too. So I can just become some second rhythm guitarist or sit behind the scenes, like a band manager or something. But I don't think band managers do write lyrics.
Anyway, I'm back here because as usual, I'm announcing that I wrote a song. I know I write crappy songs but maybe it's better to write crappy songs compared to not having the courage to pick up a pencil and write crappy songs in the first place. The best thing that could happen is someone may have your song ringing in their head, or your songs will be always there to be listened to even after you lose your skills (or your life) and the worst, well, maybe you'll be like Rebecca Black, but boy, that's not that bad at all. Man, I love babbling.
My junior once told me I have a weird accent. Hahah. I have to agree with her.
Anyway, this song is a dedication song (a.k.a a friendship song I guess), written after a friend (Hi friendddd!) challenged me to write a song. And also after I packed all my college stuff (like notes of encouragements and all those stuff that makes me emo) into a shoebox and promised to myself that I'll cherish those memories and not cling to them like what I've always been doing before.
(Don't) Open the Box
LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Don't open the box
of the memories you stored,
don't let the stories be retold.
Take down the frame
from your tallest wall of joy,
nothing's ever gonna be the same.
[Pre-chorus 1]
And the cobwebs surround you,
wrapping around you,
screaming, forget everything,
forget everything.
But you know
that the chords that we strummed
will ring in our ears,
will ring in our ears forever.
[Chorus]
(And) one day you're gonna open the box,
you're gonna pick up that frame,
you're gonna smile at your smile
in the pictures with them.
You're gonna say to yourself
although we're miles away
and we can't get back to that day,
Oh the friendship will forever stay
in this heart of mine.
(I had a wonderful time with them,
in this heart of mine).
(And the friendship will forever stay
in this heart of mine).
[Verse 2]
Brush off the dirt
stuck on your shoes
as you're dragging your feet to move out.
Wipe every dust stuck on your spectacles,
blurring your eyes from
what's ahead.
[Pre-chorus 2]
And the dark clouds surround you,
pouring drops of emptiness,
screaming,
"Forget everything."
But you know that the jokes that we shared
are gonna linger forever,
forever,
in the air.
[Repeat chorus]
It's named Don't Open the Box with that bracket because, uh, (trying to be philosophical..), you can see it as a) Don't open the box or b) Open the box. My songs always start with something negative, then something happy. I do it the Fee style. Hahah.
And I was trying to imitate one of my favourite Thai music videos about the "No studio, no skills, no problem" part, so yeah, bear with me.
I'm currently away from social media except blog and YouTube, and I'm not sharing this anywhere else, so I'm away from the privilege of curious clicks. I hope friends who stumbled upon this will be able to receive my appreciation conveyed through the lyrics, so yeah, thanks for the friendship.
Completed at 5am, 27th Oct. 2013, played in the key of C, recorded at 1am, 1st Nov. 2013 after 10 continuous attempts.
Did I tell you singing low is as hard as singing high? Or maybe I should say I don't have a girl voice or a guy voice. I have a voice and an accent with no identities. Goodness gracious.
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