I made no progress with finishing the lyrics of my song. I don’t know how a good beginning looks, but I’ll keep trying.

My English teacher wants us to consult an expert soon. I don’t know any Edmonton song writers. My friend suggested Ruth B, the amazing songwriter from Edmonton. But how can I? I mean, Ruth B! She’s so famous! Like, she wrote one of my favourite songs. I don’t even think she would still be in Edmonton right now. But I don’t know who else to do.

I have a tuner app on my phone called Soundcorset, and it helps with the singing. It’s also just fun to play around with. Anyways, I’ve been asked if the lyrics match up with the notes, and yes, I think.

So, my chorus is annoying me lately and I don’t know what pitch to make it at. If I do this high version, it doesn’t fit with the rest of the song. If I do the lower version, there is one note that sounds like a toad croak. I will give you a small demo of what my song sounds like so far:

You probably don’t have a long attention span, and I wouldn’t be surprised if you weren’t reading this right now. But that’s half. I’ll show the other half next week. Maybe with some more progress.

I have spent a lot of time making lyrics. I pulled out my old poetry skills and got to work. I want it to rhyme, but I want it to make sense. I’ve kind of laid out how I wanted the song format to be:

I only have some of the lyrics, but this is what it looks like right now:

Verse 1:
….. (Stuff I need to figure out)
Finally I wake up, it was a dream,
No more nightmares, no more screams.
But there’s this thing inside of me it feels like pain,
I miss the thrill of the game.
Chorus:
What if I go run and hide, away from those things that eat me up inside?
What if I decide to flee, away from those deep dark nightmares chasing me?
Oh, but then, who’d I be? When I look inside the mirror who do I see?
If I am sleepin’, I don’t wanna be dreamin’. Don’t wanna wake up from a fairy tale.
Verse 2:
I’ve killed dragons, I’ve been queens,
I’ve been kissed by enemies,
There’s no nothin’ that I can’t see,
And no one has more power than me.
(Stuff, stuff, stuff…)
Chorus: – –
Bridge:
Tryin’ to decide if I want to go hide,
Away from those things that eat me up inside,
But then would I still wanna try,
To be the person that I always liked,
Imagine me finally free,
Inside my very own fantasies,
Painlessly, through memories,
Like I’m inside my own fairy tale dream.
Chorus: – –

Ta-da! Hard work pays off!