I've been getting up at 7:45 the past three days without even having to. It is so strange.
Anyway, Last night I woke up at 4 am to use the bathroom, jumped back into bed and that's when my mind started going a mile a minute just like always.
My stupid creativity started coming up with song lyrics at 4am! What the!? C'mon, I'm trying to sleep here.
But Oh no, my mind was really into writing this song. Every "line" I came up with was followed by another line and in between the tossing, turning and counting sheep by around 4:45 I had almost written a whole song.
So here is my 4am song.
(Maybe If I'm ever famous I'll just call it my 4 am song, sounds cool doesn't it?)
There's something my heart will always do
I toss and turn, curse and fume
If I'm eternally stuck with thoughts of you
I'll light my fuze in a fiery bloom
(chorus)
It's a caffeine, coffee, nicotine thing
It's the buzz, the thrill, the pounding, It's the sting.
When my thoughts can wander and I'm left to choose
between silly daydreams or thoughts of you
My weary soul with always choose
Your addictive blues
addictive blues
I never thought it'd come to this
The shaky hands and biting lips
When our skin would meet each-other's
and quickly touch
it was a sticky sugar, redbull kind of rush.
The whiskey, patch and pills will never do
I want more of you, all of you
(chorus)
It's a caffeine, coffee, nicotine thing
It's the buzz, the thrill, the pounding.
It's the sting.
When my thoughts can wander and I'm left to choose
between silly daydreams or thoughts of you
My weary soul with always choose
Your addictive blues
addictive blues
(bridge)
Please come over
Please come over
You've got a prescription to fill
My smile has set my poker face, I'm in for the kill.
The candle's lit, the drinks are poured, desperation over ice
and If you play your cards right, I'll dose up on you twice.
(chorus)
It's a caffeine, coffee, nicotine thing
It's the buzz, the thrill, the pounding.
It's the sting.
When my thoughts can wander and I'm left to choose
between silly daydreams or thoughts of you
My weary soul with always choose
Your addictive blues
addictive blues
and that is all I came up with at 4 am.
the end.
1 comment:
You have such a creative mind. Love it! Now all you need to do is sit down with that guitar and punch out a tune to match those lyrics! I'm so glad I don't have that problem. I'd drive myself nuts with all those creative juices floating around! : ) Love you!
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