I'd jotted down a few verse lines some time ago. Thought I'd see now whether I could construct a cohesive story.
Donna
Genre: Singer-songwriter.
Hypothetically, I envisage film/tv, a background track. That's why the descriptions are generic, simply showing the guy in a simple scenario (bedroom & bathroom). The listener can imagine his/her own things that might have mattered.
MALE vocals.
Constructive critique welcome. Have at it, folks. :)
MALE vocals.
Constructive critique welcome. Have at it, folks. :)
Donna
UPDATE: Recent adjustment in the bridge (in blue). 16.11.15 - changes to lines 3-5 in the chorus.
What Became of the Dreams?
V1
I toss the tangled blanket
Stumble to my feet
Dread the day already
Hate the people that I'll meet
V2
I lean into the mirror
Try to swing a smile
Eyes that watch me flatly
Know I've missed it by a mile
Pre-chorus
Feels like I'm wearing a mask
…It's hard not to ask
Chorus
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
What Became of the Dreams?
V1
I toss the tangled blanket
Stumble to my feet
Dread the day already
Hate the people that I'll meet
V2
I lean into the mirror
Try to swing a smile
Eyes that watch me flatly
Know I've missed it by a mile
Pre-chorus
Feels like I'm wearing a mask
…It's hard not to ask
Chorus
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
The choices I'd make
Chances I'd take
...What became of the dreams?
V3
I crack a pack of caffeine
Swallow five or six
Hope they'll keep me going
Add an aspirin to the mix
Pre-chorus
Feels like I'm wearing a mask
…It's hard not to ask
Chorus
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
The choices I'd make
Chances I'd take
...What became of the dreams?
Bridge
I long to let go
Chances I'd take
...What became of the dreams?
V3
I crack a pack of caffeine
Swallow five or six
Hope they'll keep me going
Add an aspirin to the mix
Pre-chorus
Feels like I'm wearing a mask
…It's hard not to ask
Chorus
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
The choices I'd make
Chances I'd take
...What became of the dreams?
Bridge
I long to let go
Of this falling ladder
Reach back and grab hold
Of what used to matter
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
Of what used to matter
What became of the dreams
I had as a boy
The joy of discovery
The choices I'd make
Chances I'd take
Chances I'd take
...What became of the dreams?
© 2015 Donna Devine
© 2015 Donna Devine
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