Description: I started singing like Bob Dylan, and then i started writing this song. It does feel very Dylan-ish. The message seems similar to a lot of his stuff, too.
Sing like a Dying Sunbeam -------------------------------------------
Everybody's hanging out by the river
I'm hanging out by the sea
I need a great old crashing wave
to satisfy me
The sun is pouring gold
As I walk along the streets
I never knew the riches
that lay at my feet
She's singing and I don't care
The money's not my love
I pick up this old 6-string
and play like heaven above
I sing like a dying sunbeam
just to find my way
They all drive in their shiny cars
And run run away
The red sky is falling
and I walk through fields of grain
To get away from these naked cats
And their naked pain
The black night is approaching
with his moonlit steel
I am ready to go anywhere
to find my next meal
This is absolutely beautiful and I am so glad that I decided to take a stroll through your past writings and stop here so I could discover what an amazing song you have written here.. I am somewhat of a song writer myself and I have to say that I was struck by how well these lyrics were put on to paper.. The song flows very nicely and the beat itself had me tapping my foot as I read.. I would love to hear whatever tune you have for this some day as well..
Happy Day Corey! I thought from the title to the end of the piece this was very good. You are really able to provide us with introspection mixed with social and spiritual messages all in a lyrical manner.
Great Corey!
love,peace,joy,abundance & smiles to share
tif ~*~
the dylan tune i hear in my head when i read this was 'one too many mornings'
'we're all just one too many mornings and a thousand miles behind'
but yes... this is very Dylanish.
i adore him. my father bought me up on his music and i have stacks of LPs and CDs of his music [the LPs were my dads... i stole them haha]
when i read the title though i couldnt help thinking of jesus wants me for a sunbeam [or perhaps kurt cobains twist with jesus doesnt want me for a sunbeam]
and oddly enough i have the line 'she's singing and i dont care' in my notebook waiting to turn into a poem... how odd.
i like this piece. i am rather jealous that you can write something like this
A wonderful composition. It rhymes very well. The flow is like a dying sunbeam gazing down and seems sad to set behind the horizon and leave behind its glow. Seeing the people unawares of its passing fleeing reality in their shiny dreams folded in metal mental contours. Your use of nature to describe a wandering soul is very sensitive. A wanderer’s echoes. I will make it my fav. Regards. Joachim..
Submission Name: Sing like a Dying Sunbeam
