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You Can Go (To Hell)

This is an idea that I came up with last night. There have been a few times when men that I have dated have cheated. Usually I'll feel like things are going well and then they randomly are too busy for anything. Then, you see that they are in a relationship. The thing that strikes me is, in most cases, after a few months they try to call me. They tell me they are sorry and that it was the worst mistake they have ever made. This goes out to them. Words of advice to the men of the world. Don't cheat, especially on a girl with a guitar. You Can Go (To Hell) © 2011 Chelsey Sears When I looked down and saw your name On my phone, I must say It took me a little more than by surprise You tell me you're at your wits end Since she just up an left Now you comin' to me for advice You're lost and you're feelin' alone Like you've got nowhere that you can go But I know a place, you'll fit in quite well Honey, you can go to hell Now that the table h...

(She Doesn't Need) A Man

I will never understand the whole "game" of dating. I was just sitting here thinking about that and this lyric came about. I plan on putting it to music tomorrow. This will be a country ballad. Male or Female (She Doesn't Need) A Man ©  2011 Chelsey Sears She doesn't need a man To ride in and save the day When she feels like she's had All she can take She doesn't need a man With all the answers to life To be her open book How to guide She doesn't need a man To be her better half 'Cause standing alone She isn't doing too bad No she doesn't need a man She doesn't need a man To make her life complete To be everything that She never thought she'd need She doesn't need a man To give her that glow To make her feel that She's not alone She doesn't need a man To be her better half 'Cause standing alone She isn't doing too bad No she doesn't need a man So before you try to Play all those lovers games Know she...

Working Through Writer's Block

Since I have been so stressed out lately, I have caught a serious case of writer's block. Every time that I try to sit down and have a little quiet time with a blank sheet of paper and a pencil, I start to think about all the things I need to get done within the next week and I have a bit of a spaz attack. So, for the ump-teenth time, I am going to attempt to write. I have absolutely no clue where this is going to go, so bear with me. I am feeling some random ridiculousness... Fernando Sometimes, I just feel lonely Around eleven o-clock When the world is startin' to fall asleep I head over to pick him up It doesn't take no time at all Soon as I gently touch his neck He's up for anything Hasn't turned me down yet I say "Fernando, dear, you're glowing In that streak of moon-light That's creepin' through the curtains" Then I pour a glass of wine When I embrace him is magic That nobody else can understand When I wrap my arms around That cherry ...
As finals approach I find that I do not have as much time to devote to my writing. This upsets me, but the good news is that in 19 days I will graduate, which will give me some free time to devote to writing. I have not written any lyrics in the past few days. However, I have been working on music for "Run", and I hope to be able to record it some time next week. Tomorrow I'll head home for Easter Break. Maybe I'll have some time to write :)

Run

Sooo....I am going to try to write again. This is kind of building off of my idea from yesterday. I actually had a dream about the opening line of this. I think I finished the song in my dream, but I don't remember the rest. So, here goes nothing. Female country ballad. Run © 2011 Chelsey Sears Always a bridesmaid, never a bride Always the good friend, never the wife In a one bed-room apartment down on seventh street She's twenty-nine and she's got nothin' to show But a job she hates, and an older model Pick-up truck that breaks down every other week People tell her to give it some time That she'll find her place in life But she's tired of bein caught in the backseat Watchin' her friends and her family Move on while she's waitin' for the better things to come Sooner or later these stepping stones Are gonna lead her to the open road One of these days she's gonna run This town is small, but its closets are burstin' With s...

This is Gonna Hurt

Well, I've been trying to write for the last week but nothing has come to mind. I'm working on my 20th lyric of the challenge and I cannot seem to get my ideas across. Well, this isn't a fun one, but I'm going to just roll with this idea and see where it leads... Female Country Ballad This is Gonna Hurt © 2011 Chelsey Sears In the back of my mind I knew this day would come When he would look at me and smile Tell me he found someone That I'd tell him I was happy That he deserved the best But never in a million years Did I think it'd feel like this I can see that look Dancing in his eyes And I know he's gonna fall It's just a matter of time So I'll just keep playin' the good friend And I'll brace for the worst 'Cause this is gonna hurt As long as I can remember I've looked up to him Like a big brother Back when we were kids He was my shoulder to cry on When Johnny broke my heart Now his life is coming togeth...

Hideaway

Sorry for my absence folks! It has been a crazy week. As I'm coming to the end of my college career I am feeling more and more burnt out, which has left me a bit depressed. I guess that's what 18 years of being in school does to you sometimes. But one thing I look forward to is having a bit more freedom in my schedule for my horses, and for my music. A forty hour work-week will be nothing compared to 22 credit hour semesters, being on two athletic teams, and working two nights per week. I'm hoping to take some guitar lessons in order to further my songwriting. So, today I am just going to sit down at my laptop and write something. I have no idea where this is going to go, I just know that I need to make myself do this. It's time. This is going to be a male lyric, along the lines of Jason Aldean. Hideaway ©  2011 Chelsey Sears I can hear the thunder comin' It's pickin' up speed And the sweet smell of summer rain Is floatin' in the breeze It'...