Endless shared days to come

Just another doodle I did a few weeks ago. I had an interesting conversation with one of my pupils and decided to write a song for her. Please enjoy, sincerely yours, Jules.

Endless shared days to come

You float on the waves of disillusion
Helpless
On the verge of ambiguation
Pointless
Too much energy to be converted
Massless
Fear fills the holes love left behind

Oh and how the day suits your face of home
It’s time to forget the tortured stories of long lost souls
Whilst thinking of the endless shared days to come
Love breaking down the fear filled holes

Darkness blackened the heavens and skies
Clueless
Too much choices to be chosen from
Lifeless
Depression comes along to sing his song
Worn-out
There is no point of thinking when life slows down

Oh and how the day suits your face of home
It’s time to forget the tortured stories of long lost souls
Whilst thinking of the endless shared days to come
Thinking of the point of no return

Life slows down
Fear filled holes
Pick your choice
Kiss won’t help

Oh and how the day suits your face of home
It’s time to forget the tortured stories of long lost souls
Whilst thinking of the endless shared days to come
Thinking of the endless shared days to come
Thinking of the endless shared days to come
Sharing the endless days to come...

 

 

Author's Note

I'm almost a Top writer guys, so let's keep that constructive feedback-a-comin' haha
Cheers!

Reviews

[Ted Kniffen]

Not too bad, Jules. I can pick this up as a song. There's a wistfulness to it that comes through in the recitation. My thinking would be to change the chorus a bit.

Oh and how the day suits your face of home
It’s time to forget the tortured stories of long lost souls
Whilst thinking of the endless shared days to come

Oh how the day suits your face of home
time to forget the tortured stories of lost souls
thinking of the endless shared days to come

That's just my thinking.

Well done, a good write.

[junXion]

Dear Ted, thank you for the advice, I most certainly will use your feedback to improve the lyric. Sincerely yours, Jules.