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Attempted Song

Poem-writing and song-writing are overlapping, but not quite the same, skills. Not all songs can be poems and not all poems can be songs. I have more experience with poems than songs, but this (inspired by an exchange on Facebook with my friend aoniedesade) felt like it should be a song. Country, I think. So: a few verses and a chorus for what would be my first country tune:



"Out-of-town Tacos," by Christopher Walsh (started 4/27/2016)

"Open," it says — the neon is a sign
It grabs my eye so I slow down
Pull off, pull in, and get out on
The side of a road I rarely take

Just enough light, here out of the sun
Booths worn just right, with a worthwhile special special scrawled on a board*
And there's you, relaxed, unexpected and welcome
Raising your glass — it glints like your eyes

(Chorus)
It's your spot, but I'll stop
For out-of-town tacos and cold pop
And your spot is worth a stop
Whether the trip is long or a short hop

Quiet or bustlin', it's all good here
You're welcomed, I'm welcomed, it's welcoming
We connect over plates and bowls of good eats
It looks like comfort, like a place could hug

(Chorus)



I liked that writing exercise.

And no, I don't have a tune for it. Or a bridge. I can learn more about this craft, and this restaurant could be described more...


* I wrote the struck-through section first, then came up with the other version of the line. I slightly prefer the later version, but wanted to show both.


These lyrics © Christopher Walsh, 2016. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Christopher Walsh (chris_walsh) with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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