Today it felt nice to get a song out that is just a song. There's no deep _personal_ story behind it I'm trying to disguise, so it makes it easier to just use whatever words keep the story flowing. I came up with the main musical classical sounding progression earlier this FAWM, and today it manifested in a mining song.
I know, it's still very serious and sad, but that's the emotion I excel at. Songwriting ... am I right?
As always, I look forward to hearing your point of view on this one!
Each day we show up just a little more worn down To make a bigger a hole in the ground For miles and miles and miles we scour Each day we haul the bounty up, pound by pound Delighted when the mother lode is found We shore the tunnels up so that we don't get devoured Each day we jump a little if there's shaking in the ground But life to mother nature is bound Any minute could be the first of our final hour Each day we sigh relieved to be homeward bound To again see the trees to hear the sounds The darkness and the quiet leave a man so dour It's like waiting on a date Wagering on fate The day the mine collapsed at least a dozen men drowned The rest of us were trapped and never found The darkness and the quiet leave a man so dour