October 2009
12 posts
This song is in seven.
I can have perfect focus If no one distracts me I can be invincible If no one attacks me I can be a god If no one else believes me I can be invisible If no one ever sees me
I am invisible if no one’s there I’m a celebrity to those who care I can be brave if you’re a coward I can fly, but only downward
I can search the world for acceptance Only to be taught a lesson You might...
I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about
And I wouldn’t have it any other way
Our minds are puzzle pieces with lobes and holes cut out
That fit together if arranged the right way
I could never want a girl and me to get with each other
Really well unless I noticed first,
That before our bodies interlocks with each other
And my mind could fit together with hers
Before...
You could be a model if you wanted, But that’s not what I’m interested in I want to know what goes on in your mind Can you tell me that that’s some kind of sin?
Who knows, that might just be what you’re looking for If you don’t want to be called just beautiful anymore I can give you so much more And I just want to be your friend I hope the time that you spend on your...
Thing We Share
I want to let you know that when I spend my time with you It’s heavenly But when your friends surround us I don’t know what I’m to do And I never see How to act when they are there because it’s odd and such, How fast we’ve moved And even though I didn’t either, when you didn’t talk much I was confused But I saw a glimmer Of your cuteness that shimmered And...
Something I've been longing to come up with for...
The man who invented the teleporter
Didn’t do it on anyone’s orders
He did the research on his own accord
Because he found that he couldn’t afford
To be away from her any longer
It mandated that he must be stronger
But he had much more brain than braun
And chose his brain to focus on
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Science wasn’t his motivation
He had, in fact, a much stronger fixation
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Dreams of Flight
Conceptualized April 2009
Chords: F, Eb, Db Eb, F C
Riding down the path in the place you know Whistling your favorite tune as you go With millions of others close behind
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You’ve always wished you could leave your bike For a vehicle you would rather like To bring to life dreams of flight inside your mind
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That guy whom you wish you were Is riding right in front of you,...
Psychological Surrender
The world is a place Where we all have a special meaning We want to climb up through space Instead of simply careening
We all have things that we can do Special talents and things we like So let’s see what we can do To get each other totally psyched <> I just want people to say [chorus] That I’m going in the right direction And still I long for the day When I earn all of...
WOW. This one was lost
I forgot I wrote this back in November 08. Holy crap. I just refound it today.
I’ve been in a few of these old houses in this old neighborhood But only until then was when my outlooks on my days were good My loss of faith confines me to the quarters where I feel I should Remain, but boredom shoos me out the door I give into its demands for fear of hearing reprimand I feel the harshness...
If I had an album... (not a song)
This isn’t a song, but I’ve always imagined what the list of songs would look like on the back of an album that I released if I did so. Here’s what the list would look like (sort of):
Search for Meaning
Dreams of Flight
Intellectual Badass
Psychological Surrender
Makes Me Wonder
Thing We Share
The Robin
Do the Good Die Young
Flashlight
Passion Killer
Postcard
The Man...
Do the Good Die Young
Conceptualized: August 2009
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This song was written based on a strange occurrence I had on a bus coming back from shopping. I was conceptualizing the first little ideas of this song in my notebook as the bus was driving east down Colorado Avenue when the bus driver decided to stop. I was unsure why. The rest of this story is located at the bottom of this post, so as not to spoil the...
Intellectual Badass
I’m an intellectual badass
Don’t give me none of your backsass
You can offer me assistance
But don’t expect me to always listen
People tellin’ me they don’t like me
But that’s for me to decide so bite me
People tell me to be a believer
And I don’t listen to them either
People tellin’ me to smile
And smell the roses for a while
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Paulthemapguy Center of Musical Scraps
Here are the bits and pieces of songs I’m writing. Hopefully at some point you’ll be able to see me record them so you can hear them be played. Maybe even some of you can take what I put up here and turn it into music yourselves, if you’re that devoted! (Yeah, like that’ll happen.)