Sunday, May 15, 2011

Blue carpet with bleach stains. And crumbs. Lots of crumbs.

I started song writing again. I finished one earlier this week that I am rather proud of and I hope you like it.

It is a song about being beaten down, and and getting up again.

It can be likened to any personal experience you desire to find applicable, but for me, I wrote this song about my abuse, my abuser, and where i'm at now.

Triumph Rising

I remember when all I saw
Was your face
You used to haunt every waking moment
And every sleeping space

I used to cry out in the night
No one was ever there
I used to climb to that sweet emotion
But it felt like I was reaching for air

And I
I’d always let you win
Because I
Could never, ever seem to see the light within

Chord Progression

Chorus:
I’ll free my mind,
I’ll free my soul
I’ll fight forever
Cause I’m never gonna let go

I’m lookin’ up
My eyes behold the heavens,
My arms are open
To the love and help that God sends

Vocal/instrumental break-4 measures

CHANGE PIANO RHYTHM

I remember when all I felt
Was the pain
It used to choke every thought unguarded
Like a prison, chain after chain.

I used to hear your voice in my head
It never left me alone
My will, my freedom always faltered
I turned into stone

And I
I’d always let you run about
Because I
Could never, ever seem to find my own way out

Chord Progression

Chorus:
I’ll free my mind,
I’ll free my soul
I’ll fight forever
Cause I’m never gonna let go

I’m looking forward
No more stepping backwards
I’ll test your mettle
Take your blows upon my shoulders

I know what
I can Do

Yeah its true
You’ve won a lot
In the past

But I don’t know how
You ever thought that
It would last

I remember when all I saw was your face

Chord progression

KEY CHANGE

Chorus:
I’ll free my mind,
I’ll free my soul
You’re never gonna bring me down unless I say so.

I’ll give my all
This is my proclamation
To every family, friend, and future generation

This life is
All my own

Life is all about what you make it.

So make it good.

3 comments:

  1. I love it Warren. I hope to hear you play it sometime.

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  2. I can't wait to hear you sing it. Love you, love this.
    Love, Marren

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