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somewhere to begin

Written for Nando and matching his music (he had sung dummy lyrics that I could use as 'template'):

we dream up things that never were
live in a bubble, days passing in a blur
there was a time when life felt real
our minds reflecting what we would feel

we try to hold on to a past
to things remembered, things that never seemed to last
we're gambling, suspecting we can't win
we may be wrong, but we need somewhere to begin

you say we can begin anew
we can do more than what we used to do
maybe we tried not hard enough
we should do all that could renew our love

stop tryin' to hold on to a past
to things remembered, things that never seemed to last
stop gambling while knowing we can't win
you may be wrong, but we need somewhere to begin


I look up the sky
tryin' to find a sign
so I'm
watching the clouds drift by while they reshape without a care
what does it mean

I close my eyes
tryin' to free my mind
and I'm
trying to call back to my mind the dreams that we once shared
what could have been

read me a poem

It's amazing to watch lyrics taking their own course while I'm sort of making my way from rhyme to rhyme. That's what I normally do. It's one of the advantages if you don't have a message, so you're free to write whatever comes your way.

This is how my latest lyrics began (with what I took to be a chorus from the start):

will you read me a poem
try reaching my heart
try touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

And this is the result (no, that's not me, it's the lyrics themselves speaking, well, sort of...), it's not what I expected...

you scent like a blooming rose
please bear me company
assume a seductive pose
promise debauchery

when you dance and drop your clothes
you're tempting the beast in me
but I don't go for mundane prose
while you're arousing me

will you read me a poem
try reaching my heart
try touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

I'm free as a happy boy
when I hear your soothing voice
while my soul sings for joy
I can feel my heart rejoice

please read me a poem
reaching my heart
touching my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

I let my tongue taste your wine
I let my hands feel your skin
read on while I take my time
ent'ring the girl within

read me a poem
that reaches my heart
that touches my soul
pour out some magic
while you read me a poem

Hail Caesar - the 'video'

For some obscure reason YouTube replaced the picture of Caesar with one of the Chinese president Xi as a preview. Well, sort of...
Never mind.

RockBernd: Hail Caesar

postscript: I added a preview picture after confirming my Youtube account, now it's Caesar, alright

Hail Caesar

A text for myself to match a backing track that I completed these days.

Hail Caesar
Hail
Hail Hitler
Hail
Hali Stalin
Hail
Hail Putin
Hail

do we all need leaders
maybe
rely on stupid bleeders
maybe
maybe

Hail Caesar
Hail
Hail Hitler
Hail
Hail Mr. Trump
Hail
Hail Mr. Xi
Hail

we have no zeal for liberty
we're unfit for democracy
dependend on autocracy
helpless, little children

Hail Caesar
Hail
Hail Hitler
Hail
Hail Ergogan
Hail

what are our brains for
who knows
when will we wage the next war
who knows
who knows

Hail Putin
Hail
Hail Mr. Trump
Hail
Hail Mr. Xi
Hail
Hail Ergogan
Hail

don't fart at the party

Erjan, for whom I've written the lyrics, finds the subject funny. Well... The customer is king. I actually toned down his draft quite a bit.

went to a party to meet some girls and friends of mine
I would test the water and enjoy my time
soon I saw a gorgeous girl who danced alone
the men ignored her like they'd all turned into stone

moving to the beat I approached her inconspicuously
I felt quite proud of my hitting-on efficiency
but when I got close I was greated by a warning horn
she let out a fart that hit me like a storm

girl don't fart, don't fart at the party
don't eat food that is much too hearty
heed my tip, don't fart at the party
let us all enjoy our time

girl don't fart, don't fart at the party
I mean well, please don't react too sharply
just heed my tip, don't fart at the party
let us all enjoy our time


I needed to recover so I retreated to the bar
I needed something strong because the shock had hit me hard
looking back I saw her moving quite seductively
I tried to calm myself trying to think constructively

dancing to the beat I approached her inconspicuously
I felt quite proud of my new-found grit and energy
but when I got close I was greated by a choking smell
she let out a fart that hit me like a whiff of hell

girl don't fart, don't fart at the party
don't eat food that is much too hearty
heed my tip, don't fart at the party
so we all can enjoy the time

girl don't fart, don't fart at the party
I mean well, please don't react too sharply
just heed my tip, don't fart at the party
let us all enjoy our time