Heartbreak Hero
Come take my lovin’ away
Heartbreak Hero
Won’t you fly in and save the day
Never know when you’re coming
Never know how long you’ll stay
You’re my heartbreak hero
Couldn’t have you any other way
Tag Archives: song
Free Spirits
Since so many of you loved my original poem, “Free Spirits” from an earlier post, I decided to show you all in video the melody that I hear with the poem. For those of you that missed it, I’ve written the poem again here. Let me know what you think!
Here’s to the free spirits
Who fall in love
Keep their minds wide open
and their heads up.
And though they’re crushed and broken
They’re still fearless and tough
Here’s to the free spirits,
yea, here’s to us!
There’s an App For That!
A parody song I wrote entitled, “There’s an App for That!”. Parody of Digital Planets’ song, “Rebirth of Slick (I’m Cool Like Dat)”. In today’s world, it seems just about anything you can think up, you can find an app for it! A musical commentary on the App World of today.
Lyrics:
Blink blink blink blink
Think think think think
You start your day in a bit of a haze
It’s 7am wondering, “Why am I awake?”
You lost your wallet, cant seem to find your dog
Last night was mad real but today’s a fog
What to eat for breakfast? Oh now you’re out of eggs
Gotta write a grocery list, cant keep it in your head
Boss emails “you’re fired” while ya headed to the store
Mental note: I aint going out on drinkin’ anymore
Now you’re looking for a job, ya life is a wreck
Trying find a man but aint nobody got time for dat!
Nodding at the wheel cause you’re falling asleep
Well guess what peeps?! It came out last week!
Yep
There’s an app for dat! (x7)
There is…
Check it out man you want a new nose?
Need some new clothes?
You can lock your home
While you’re on the road
Wanna get a date?
Tryna lose some weight?
Find the cheapest gas?
Grow your own mustache?
Do an ultrasound?
Check out the local pound?
Drink a little beer?
Spread a little cheer?
Go and call ya ma back
Then make a song like dat
Bet there’s an app for dat
We out…we out…
Diary of a 20 Something Year Old
I love writing. I especially love writing poems. Songs, even more. All things rhythmic. I also love performing. There is nothing in the world that brings me such utter, pure joy as performing. So what am I doing? I’m on my way back from Costa Rica, dreading the arrival of my reality. Aside from my dog and a few choice people, the home that awaits me is one full of questions.
Who loves me? Who do I love? Where is the man I can love forever? When will I meet him? Have I already?
What am I doing with my life? What are my options? Return to school and get a Master’s in Creative Writing? Then what? Write my own memoir? About what? Who am I?
What about my music career? Am I trying hard enough? Should I give up? Didn’t someone tell me never to give up? When does never end?
How will I perform? I need to perform. It lives inside of me, performance, and if insufficiently fed, it feeds on its very host (my soul). This I know.
What about my album? What do I do when it’s released? What are my next steps? How do I move forward? Will anyone help me? Who? When will it be released? Who cares other than me? Does it matter?
Should I travel “while I still can”? Mission work? Tropical countries? Become fluent in Spanish? I loved everything about Costa Rica. Could I live there? Would I?
Should I keep living here? Is this the right place for me?
Does it feel like it? No.
Am I comfortable? Yes.
I know some answers…
A Poem: “Suffering Is”
Suffering is
the dark cloud
that produces tears
like
rain
watering the flower
of compassion,
enabling it
to
grow.
This Makes Me Smile
SO. True.
Free Spirits (Part II)
Due to the high volume of positive responses on my poem “Free Spirits”, I have decided to continue it here. By the way, I am so glad that you all enjoy the writing- it makes me feel special 🙂
Here’s to the free spirits
Who’ve had enough
with the world’s expectations
and society’s bluff.
No, they’re not perfect
but they’re as real as it comes.
Here’s to the free spirits
Yea, here’s to us!
Stubborn Love
“It’s better to feel pain than nothing at all. The opposite of love’s indifference.”
My absolute favorite line from The Lumineers’ song, “Stubborn Love.” So thoughtful and true! Love them.
God didn’t create us because He was lonely and needed us. Just as a songwriter doesn’t write a song because he needs the song.
A songwriter writes a song because he needs to communicate himself.
So it is with God, when He created us.