08-15-2016, 02:30 AM
Here's a (very) short song I wrote the other night, I figured I might as well throw it on here. As you'll be able to hear, I'm not particular good at both singing, or playing guitar, but I like to make up little songs. If anyone wants the chords, feel free to ask me.
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Lyrics:
The sweet loam smell beside a pond
and company that’s very fond
of sitting still and breathing air
trying to become aware
of nothing.
Like rainfall on a metal roof
and breakfast with some handpicked fruit
or summer nights beside a lake
or morning sun that makes your waking
painless.
Zen, Zen
I’ve read most of the holy books
but they can’t beat a sober look
at all the spiders spinning webs
and the roosters and their hens
living.
Zen, Zen, Zen
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Lyrics:
The sweet loam smell beside a pond
and company that’s very fond
of sitting still and breathing air
trying to become aware
of nothing.
Like rainfall on a metal roof
and breakfast with some handpicked fruit
or summer nights beside a lake
or morning sun that makes your waking
painless.
Zen, Zen
I’ve read most of the holy books
but they can’t beat a sober look
at all the spiders spinning webs
and the roosters and their hens
living.
Zen, Zen, Zen