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This vignette represents a little experiment in incorporating some writing and singing, as well as the creation of a sort of minimalist backdrop behind the words. I figured I'd try my hand at writing some lyrics, and put together this little sketch as an exercise in songwriting.
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Lyrics
Winter turns
You take two stones and you leave them on the windowsill
And all I know
Is the nighttime's rising like a spectre from the shaking ground
And dawn's approach has left me waiting with the wailing of the whippoorwill
Winter burns
The moonlight tripping round the corners of the windowsill
And time may go
And leave us fighting for a bone beneath the autumn ground
At dawn's approach - a matchlight quaking and a reaper at the windowsill.
You take two stones and you leave them on the windowsill
And all I know
Is the nighttime's rising like a spectre from the shaking ground
And dawn's approach has left me waiting with the wailing of the whippoorwill
Winter burns
The moonlight tripping round the corners of the windowsill
And time may go
And leave us fighting for a bone beneath the autumn ground
At dawn's approach - a matchlight quaking and a reaper at the windowsill.
Lightman-
I like the sound of the mandolin.... And good voice.... I like this...