Here’s something I “brainstormed” today. I’ve been getting up into my head so much, (that’s why I didn’t blog last week…was a bit overwhelmed and recovering from the auditions), so I decided to open the cage door and write for writing’s sake, with no particular format or formula. Below is a video and the lyrics of the FIRST run-through of a song I call “Chain Smoker“-again, this is a BRAND NEW tune, so, it’s got a ways to go.
You’ll notice, to help inspire and explore other ways of thinking, I have a few “key words” along with the 6 senses at the top of the page. Did I use all 6? BTW-it’s prolly a good idea to read along while you listen…
chain smoker, running through the airport, early morning
Written by Skaie Knox
Don’t care much ‘bout what the weather man says,
The sun will shine or not, and nothing’s gonna change that,
Ah, damn, the wall clock’s off again,
Battery’s low, and now my car door, well it won’t open…
With a jerk and tug I slide on in,
Shove the shifter into drive, I got a funny feel’n,
Traffic lights help me make up time,
Hurry now to wait in line.
Four hours in the air,
Jones’n pull’n out my hair
Eyes all pasting over,
Tongue fuzzier than ever
It doesn’t matter any more.