Since I've learned how to embed the player, I'll torture whoever is brave enough with an old song of mine. I put this one up on the Muses Muse lyric & music critique message board and was told the vocals were too low in the mix (need to work on learning how to do that), that the snare was too pronounced, and that the lyrics were too wordy at times... All good advice...
She's My Favourite Place
This is just classic
Sitting here all alone in my fortress den
Singing "Happy Birthday" to a wayward friend
Once upon a time I loved these walls
But now some aching voice inside me calls
The echoes I try to trace
She's my favourite place...
Certain expressions will always remind me of her evergrowing beauty
Suggest my detest at her senseless sort of duty
But in my trademark ignorance for her heart I still persist
Despite all the rejection I must face
She's my favourite place...
She's my favourite place...
I have made love to her in so many indescribable ways
That would have brought other girls down to their knees
Begging me "please"
Instead I'm left aghast and bewildered
And my heart remains abused with it's hidden treasures pilfered
She's a thief who takes yet never pays
Caught in her own lie she's trapped by my weightless hands
That have cause to crush her but would rather stroke her auburn strands
I see her beauty mark to the side of her left ear
Everytime I close my eyes and picture she is near
Like the sun she emits her forceful rays
She's my favourite place...
She's my favourite place...
It's a dream I've never dreamt which stokes the blaze inside
I could never dare to touch her, hold her as she cried
Tears of confusion were never on my mind
But should they flow I'd turn her water into wine
Her chestnut eyes burn within me all my days
She's my favourite place...
I have made love to her in so many indescribable ways
She's my favourite place...
(©Lorenzo D. Policelli, 2007)
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