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"Big Week 1" #1

Today I worked steadily, and I was able to write 11 poems/bits of poems that I could use for lyrics.

However, I did have some problems at the beginning of the period. Since I've never seriously written a song in years (I wrote one in 3rd grade for my band teacher's baby...I never did send that to her), I was a little unsure if I should work on the music aspect, first, or if I should focus on the lyrics.

Even then, once I decided to work on the lyrics, I had trouble getting myself to write (I admit...I had a couple thoughts of "this won't be good" and "this sounds stupid" at first.) I remembered what an english teacher once said, As long as you put something on the paper, things will start coming to you", so I forced myself to start writing single words that reminded me of rain (I also remembered past years in STAC where we were urged to "just do it and don't worry about it".) After about 10 words or so, phrases started coming to me and I was able to go off of them and make poems.

After that, writing became smoother, but I did find that I had a few problems finding words for some ideas I was trying to get down...Other times I felt that I was using a single word too much throughout my drabbles.

Tomorrow, I'll continue working on the words, but also start playing around with the music. As I said in the intention statement, I plan on working with simple chord progressions, and working in one key (whether the key is minor or major, I'm not sure yet).

Typed up poems/potential lyrics:
1. Sneakers squeaking
against the rippling waves of drops
a walk alone, the repeating
sounds quietly keep the volume down

2. The waves fly
down the street
imitating reality
in their soft palette of muted tones
one could almost
sleep

3. In the calm of the storm everything is as it seems
clarity between the drops
or perhaps it's
all an illusion
well...one I like

4. (Something about looking out at a boring/ugly landscape and the rain makes it shiny and better looking)
sitting staring out the window
a splash and the grey pavement shines
sparks sprouting out
of the ground
as green leaves fall

5. Grey clouds
follow me
some say it's a
curse
but I see what I want to see
the green of every tree
and the silence of
the sound

6. Every time it rains I feel younger
riding in the car
sitting by the window
the world was
less black and white
but the grey
and the green of the earth

7. I think it's fine
to see the sun
go take a nap
behind a blanket
of cloud
the leaves shine bright
there's not a sound
and I think it's
just fine
no one's out and about

8. Recycling recycling
refreshing the green
a silent scene
of a never-ending movie
umbrella out
but there's no one about
on the set of my show
the only players are thoughts

9. I'm not blind
the world around is grey
so it's time
to go out to
play
in the world
of umbrellas
no one's hurt
no one cries
people just want to
get inside
and I walk about

10. Places normally crowded
the heat quickly blows
into cool
-molecules
standing in the sun
then clouds come
tag along
-clinging
striding (or standing?) in the rain
all around's the same
an umbrella world
population decreasing
-cohesion
one
feeling clinging
time ins moving on
following the way
along the silent path
like the non-existent
shadow
-one
have to stop have to go
during this time everything's slow
time likes to wait
for the observer
-drop

11(?) The palette of the suburb fades
bring another world
into play
pay attention to
the world of what's
important to you
green leaves
brown bark
it brings a stark
contrast of what
you need
green money
brown coach
when rained on, which
really is a treasure?