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The Cure


LYRICS:

Let’s salt the wound it’s already too far gone
It’s a pink half moon hidden in your arms
I am defeated by the way you sing
You make a sound and silence everything
You pierce the clouds with every word
You bring the sun crash through the door
And what is more
I’ll never find the cure

You were an island hidden by the storm
I washed ashore and your beaches kept me warm
But that was long ago and now it feels
Like being drowned beneath the churning wheel
Like being ground under the chainman’s heel
The steel was deftly forged
And what is more
I’ll never find the cure

There was a moment when I found a thread
Into your heart, there was a part that I thought
Could be our story but instead
I am defeated by the way you sing
You make a sound and silence everything
Your will is bound within a shrinking ring
And even alcohol won’t ease the sting
And turning into dust seems just the thing
For seeking pardon from the holy king
You pierce the clouds with every word
You bring the sun crash through the door
And what is more
 


Dear


LYRICS:

Let down your hair
It doesn’t matter if they stare
Stand against the wall
Eventually someone will call

Don’t hang your head
Make a face at them instead
Put out your best
The universe will do the rest

Cause you are already beautiful
And you will always be beautiful to me
 


BONUS CONTENT


"The Cure" is another song that started out sounding like one thing and turned into something else.  You'll hear at the very end of the audio journal above that I don't sound that happy with how this sounded after playing it through.  There's a lot of trial and error in songwriting; sometimes you try something that you don't really like, and that's okay! I always have to remember to not give up on an idea too soon.  A lot of the time, I'll take a break, come back a few days later, and voila! Something great will come out that will lead me to the next stage of writing the song. 


"Dear" is a song that has become very influential to my process and my way of thinking about arrangement.  I knew that I wanted something very odd and unsettling to happen after the first section of the song, which is very pretty and sweet in contrast.  I had the violinist, Erika Cunningham, record about a dozen parts that overlapped each other and all shared a similar swooping, sliding style.  The result is very disorienting, and even more so in isolation, as you can hear above. 


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