kthedrummer

When I have writer's block I often get inspiration form the stories of others...I only have so much that i can write from my point of view or my experiences...Being able to put myseld in the shoes of others so to speak has given me some of my best stuff...but it is different for everyone of course.

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Bulldog

^ Exactly!

There is nothing wrong with writing someone else's story for lyrics or poetry. Sometimes it even makes the writing process more interesting.

Fruitonica

It wasn't advice, I was just saying I liked it.

You on the other hand seem to think that song lyrics should be written in a conversational manner, and that complexity is a drawback.

PerfectRandomness

bad advice. I enjoy a level of deepness and having to think some. It gets you more involved in the song and the emotion if you are thinking about it more. also reading from other poets works can help inspire you.

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I unlit the light to embrace the dark
To be near but not to turn into you my darling
Forever we're lost in our souls' storm
Reflections of each other's faults

WWWP

Lost in anguished reveries;
Finite flurries of sentiment.
Fathoming worlds past rational perception,
Undreamt by the naked mind.

Lucid nightmares fight for broadcast,
Fearful daydreams their only hindrance.

Dormantly restless in hectic tranquility
You've sewn your sheets with moldy rainbows
And day old fantasies.

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aveneficus

this is extremely wordy, but other than not entirely understanding what you're trying to say it isn't bad.
The last stanza is brilliant though

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WWWP

Haven't posted lyrics in awhile. Come on people. Praise me.
PS- If you could help me come up with titles that'd be awesome.
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We smoked cigarettes down old dirt roads
Our feet in the freezing lake
Watching our lives on the water's reflection
Dancing with every ache.

We'd disappear for hours at a time
Just lying in a field
Nothing free from our curious minds
No wish stayed concealed.

Walking by the bridge we bitched about our fathers
Til we were out of breath
We planned our wedding days and danced down the sidewalk
Til no sun was left.

But you can't see just right with the moon in your eyes.

I would hide in bed wishing to be lovely
Soak my face with tears
But nothing could quite replace your ready shoulders
Nothing's changed throughout the years.

We laughed about that lonely highway
"Let's hitchhike out of here
With friends for family and no set direction
Let's just have someone else steer."

I'm sad for what is gone, I'm sad for what is there
When the night begins to fall
Courage is found on the desolate hillside
Or just past this wall.

But you can't see just right with the moon in your eyes.

That town is a drain; it'll suck you dry
If you don't get away
Yeah that town is a drain, even once you've gone
Your heart still remains.

Now all these sedatives are keeping me awake
And I can't breath for all this air
A pretty noose will strangle you with it's beauty
A predetermined snare.

Is it a guilty mind that's causing this sick stomache
Or just this empty bottle of booze?
I've been watching life on the surface of new waters
But all I see is you.

But you can't see just right with the moon in your eyes

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Terrible Lizard

Fucktastic stuff, the whole flow is very alive.

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WWWP

Thanks, I'm glad you think so. Any suggestions for a title?

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Terrible Lizard

You could go with the obvious " The moon in your eyes" , or not. I was also thinking "Tracks in the Snow" or something.

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