This week we wrote some more beautiful music. No, actually we just wrote some lyrics. Modeled after existing lyrics. Whoops. Here are some poems disguised as lyrics.
Lyrics by Jacquie Burckley:
Untitled Song to the tune of “I Need You to Love Me” by Barlow Girl
It’s nice to talk by not talking
Hear the drip of the rain
Hear the sigh of the bird
As she waits for her mate
Ebony and ivory unleashed
No sound is as sweet
So let’s not talk at all
I might interrupt with a kiss or three
But I’ll carry on the debate with
Chaotic stillness and black coffee
Let’s not talk at all
Untitled Song to the tune of “Never Alone” by Barlow Girl
Make me whole
Patch me up and
Make me whole
Sleeping hand in hand
Won’t you fall into me
With two glasses of kerosene
Put it on my tab for today
Set my heart ablaze
Untitled Song to the tune of “Lithium” by Evanescence
Monsters under my bed, take a family photo
Beautiful friends and warm shadows
All of this is still unknown
Unsafe creatures keep me safe at night
Fox, lamb, bee, swan
Now my friends, my friends are gone
I crawl under to be with them
They hurt and they love and I can’t get enough
Finger prick by rose’s stem
And I find the rose petals in my tea
Fox, lamb, bee, swan
Now my friends, my friends are gone
Lyrics by Chrissy Schreiber:
“Solitary Ways” to the tune of “Call My Name” by I’m With Her
Head hung low, you put on a show
But you’re a charlatan babe, and everybody knows
Then I turn on my heel and steal
Away into the fields of solitary ways
I hate to see your face on my side of town
I can’t believe you keep comin’ round
Never gonna quit, never gonna sit back
And watch the world go by
“Shipwreck” to the tune of “Dream in Blue” by The Stray Birds
I don’t miss you
I can’t come to
I’m the wreck of the love we knew,
one that always did come through
I don’t miss you
I can’t return
Broken and burned
I’m the wreck of a lover spurned,
Swallowed up and tossed and turned
I can’t return
“Heartstrings and Heathers” to the tune of “Helplessly Hoping” by Crosby, Stills & Nash
Helping and healing, her heartstrings and heathers hung high
Upon the green hillside
Silently steeling herself to stay silent, she stumbles
On a stone that tried to hide
And choking on her tears
She is less a lover
She is half a heart
She is wholly lonely
She is love divided

