Lyrics

You know what? I get so mad at myself when I look at other songs. If i like a song, the first thing I look up is pretty much the lyrics. I try to comprehend what the song means because I feel lyrics can tell so much and can evoke a different mood depending on what the songwriter.

Now when I look at songs like Crush by David Archuleta, I just wonder to myself why can't I write something like that? It's so simple, it's about a crush, yet the words and meaning seem so perfectly smelted together to create this song.

The meaning of the song is straightfoward, no twists or turns. I could have easily thought about how having a crush feels like. But no, I can't write something like that.

Then the next song, A Little Too Not Over you by David Archuleta. Yet another relatively simple and easy song, it's about a guy, persumably, who can't get over a past lover. How much more simple can it get? I can sure think of emotions and thoughts about getting over someone, but I would never be able to put it all into a song. No, I can't.

Some songs are a bit hard to comprehend, especially older songs (classics). Like Scar Tissue by RHCP, I didn't get what the song meant at all until I serached it up on google. Songs like that I can understand why I can't just write out of the blue

But cmon, songs like Crush? I should be able to write that in a second.

One day I just want to write something that is actually good, not like any of the crap I've written so far. Something simple like Crush. Or even simpler songs like Trouble by NeverShoutNever!

I always can't seem to get the words out of me when I want to write a poem or song. There's always things I want to say but I can't seem to dictate them in a eloquent fashion. Esepcially recently, everytime I write, I think it's horrible and I delete it. Then I try to make it as perfect as possible to convey my thoughts but I'm never satisfied with my own work.

And when I listen to a song like crush, I just wonder, "WHY COULDN'T I HAVE DONE THAT?"

Today's lyrics, Seasons of Love from the musical Rent

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes

Five hundred twenty-five thousands moments so dear

Five hundred twenty-five six hundred minutes

How do you measure, measure a year.

In daylights, in sunsets

In midnights, in cups of coffee

In inches, in miles

In laughter, in strife.