how to write a song Loop 9- work out this way

It took a long time to get happy with the lyric on this one and find the time to work on things… so yeah for Christmas break. I think I have tried to encapsulate the rut that we can get into along with my personal beef against capitalism… not that I have an alternative! Maybe there’s too many ideas here?

‘Work out this way’ Paul J Penton

Looking like another rusty morning
my mind is creaking like I need some oil
I’m getting dressed & ready for workin’
So many things I’d rather be doing
no-one tells you about this when you’re in school

On the train I’m smoothing out the creases
the canvas of the day lies up ahead
where every minute is coloured by talking
persuasion is practiced just like you’re painting
and making a picture everyone wants in the end

and I’m caught in the frame

and I don’t know how things came to work out this way
we live for our dreams but sometimes they just fade to grey
how do you hold on and keep on believing
it’s all gonna work out ok?
I don’t know how things work out this way

most of us will be out there in the ..trenches
avoiding the missiles that they send
I wasn’t born into wealth or to riches
seems that life’s been a series of misses
I’ll be wearing my hard hat right ’til the end

but I’ll stand my ground

and I don’t know how things came to work out this way
we live for our dreams but sometimes they just fade to grey
how do you hold on and keep on believing
it’s all gonna work out ok?
I don’t know how things work out this way

and there’s time to squeeze
and bills to pay
I’m caught in the system
part of the lie
lost in the fable of capitalism
where the rich just get richer
and nothing stop them
and the trickling down
don’t seem to happen
and I don’t know How Things came to work out this way

Yeah,I don’t know how things came to work out this way
we live for our dreams but sometimes they just fade to grey
how do you hold on and keep on believing
it’s all gonna work out ok?
I don’t know how things work out this way
I don’t know how things work out this way

How to write a song -Loop 9 lyric

So, I took a bunch of phrases from the random writing and funnelled them into a sort of idea about everydayness. I also wanted to open a discussion up about capitalism and the neoliberal idea of the ‘trickle down economy’.

Work out this way – Songloop challenge song 9

Looking like another rusty morning
mind is creaking like it needs some oil
I’m getting dressed & ready for workin’
So many things I’d rather be doing
no-one tells you about this stuff when you’re in school

On the train I’m smoothing out the creases
of the day ahead, it’s all laid out
The art of persuasion is a practice in painting
every minute is coloured by talking
and making a picture that everyone wants in the end

And I play the game.

and I don’t know how things come to work out this way
where we all do the best that we can to get through each day
how do you hold on and keep on believing
that its all gonna work out ok?
could someone tell me why?
Cause I don’t know how things work out this way

[just like most of us]
I’ll be down there in the ditches
trying to avoid the missiles they send
I wasn’t born into wealth or to riches
seems that life’s been a series of misses
I’ll be wearing a hard hat right ’til the end

can I start over again ???????

’cause I don’t know how things come to work out this way
where we all do the best that we can to get through each day
how do you hold on and keep on believing
that its all gonna work out ok?
could someone tell me why?
Cause I don’t know how things work out this way

and there’s time to squeeze
and bills to pay
I’m part of the system
part of the lie
Trapped in the fable of capitalism
where the rich just get richer
and no one can stop them
where the trickling down don’t seem to happen
while the ones Down below just get forgotten

and I don’t know How Things come to work out this way

I don’t know How Things come to work out this way
where we all do the best that we can to get through each day
how do you hold on and keep on believing
that its all gonna work out ok?
could someone tell me why?
Cause I don’t know how things work out this way

How to write song- loop 9 – possible lyrical direction

Getting a sense about the monotone that life can become…….

Of course they don’t tell you about real life when you’re young
every day is holiday compared to how it turns out to be
time to squeeze
bills to pay
responsibility
maybe there’s a test
if your a certain type
but the realisation gradually dawns
this is how it is
Unless your’e born into wealth and riches
like most of us you’ll be down in the ditches
trying to avoid the missiles they send
wearing your hard hat as some sort of precaution
soon it becomes an extension
and you get a hard soul
a hard exterior
to deflect the barbs and arrows
maybe there should be a class in school
‘life 101’

how to do stuff
how to avoid getting ripped off
how to think clearly
maybe there was
maybe I missed it
still trying to fix it

And when you’re young
you imagine the world will turn out
a certain way
like a bride filled with the fantasy
that life is like the wedding day
nobody tells you it will fade away
and become monotony
every day- unless you make an effort
to make something of it
EVERY DAY
requires effort
exertion
nobody brings you a plate of grapes
or a glass of champagne
you have to earn the money
to indulge in these things
nobody clearly explains
that that’s the way of things

so every day you iron your shirts
you smell the steam fighting with the starch
you feel the iron seeking through the fabric
smoothing the creases
as if anyone’s going to notice
but you know,
you notice,
it makes you feel better knowing your looking your best
you crease your pants with a simple pleat
right down the centre
which combo will I were today?
the blue and the grey
maybe
put on the uniform of acceptance
the expected
and with your uniform
you slot into place
in the rank and file
sit on the bus
see some of the same people
making the same journey
with their heads stuck in their iPad dreaming
messaging on phones
and solving problems
looking up occasionally to engage with the world
to note a landmark like the shrine
or the corner of a street
just keeping alert enough
would’t want to miss that stop

We go through challenges
to get to our dreams
are they large and bright
are they dimmed by time
can you smell them
see them
feel them
imagine
what it’s like
to be where you want to be
in 5 years
ten years

once upon a time
a wise man told me
now is the time
to fix the next ten years
I heard his advice
and took a different course
yeah things are fixed,
but things are ‘fixed’
how do you break the cycles you get stuck inside
mortgages
commitments
a shackle
a chain
hear the weight of bondage
clicking on the ground
here the weight of expectation
that you will willingly join
the hundreds and thousands who are rowing this boat
to the island of capitalism
following the dream
and sure
living in a nice house is fab,
a nice car to drive good
but what’s the basis
Food
shelter
water
fire?

Is it possible to live that way in this wolrd-
maybe in some places
but not in a major CAPITAL city
a basin of capitalism
It costs 10 pounds an hour to breath in London
We have all agreed to participate
all agreed to bow to the state
but there doesn’t seem to be another way
communism’s failed
corruption wags it’s tail
The few percent long ago set sail
for a different life to most of us
we’re the middle bottom feeders
feeding the machine of capitalism

How to write a song Loop 8 – We all return – demo

After workshopping I have dropped the last verse. I tried mixing a bit of East and West there with strings Sitar and Buddhist Bells… and yes I have no conclusion on any of this….

We All Return Demo © Paul J Penton 2016

An exploration of what might be right or wrong with the reincarnation theory….

I was speaking to the Buddha about many wondrous things
about Nirvana and existence and what it really means
I sat quietly and nothing came to me
And I kept wondering.

I thought about the cycle of endless birth and death
about new souls up in heaven and how many might be left
Where do they come from?
Where do they go?
I heard nothing

We all return to where we’re from
Be It ashes be it love
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return

Am I living out the Karma from another life I led?
paying for wrongs of somebody who is dead?
Did I chose this?
Did it choose me?
What’s worth believing?

We all return to where we’re from
Be that ashes or be it love
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return
At this moment am I sitting on an Astral plane
With all my other selves again waiting for rebirth again?

INST

{Om Man Padme Hum}
We all return to where we’re from
Be that ashes or be it love
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return…. to where we’re
from
Will I ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return to where we’re from
We all return

How to write a song – Loop 8 – “we all return” – lyric to loop

Here’s rearranged lyric from the first idea, some harmonic mismatches over the loop but I have reharmonized some sections.

Loop 8 Lyric v3 We all return

I was speaking to the Buddha about many wondrous things
about Nirvana and existence and what it really means
I sat there quietly
Nothing was said to me
And I kept wondering

I asked, about the cycle of endless births and deaths
about the new souls up in heaven and how many might be left
Where do they come from
Where do they go
well I heard nothing

We all return to where we’re from
Be it ashes be it love
Will I a ascend
To where I began Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return

Am I living out the Karma from another life I led
Am I paying for wrongs of somebody who is dead
Did I chose this
Or Did it choose me
What’s worth believing

We all return to where we’re from
Be that ashes or be it love
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return

At this moment am I sitting on the eternal Astral plane
waiting to be implanted With my other selves again

INST

Are these actions that I’m taking in the present life I live {lead}
Going to make a difference to what will come to be
If I can love more
Will I live better
in the future?

We all return to where we’re from
Be that ashes or be it love
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from
We all return…. to where we’re
from
Will I a ascend where I began
Or is there nothing?
We all return to where we’re from

How to write a song Loop 8 –

Different approach this time, I have done some writings around the concept of reincarnation and then made a loop out of the rhythm of some of the lines. This loop is in Phrygian mode in E minor at the moment.

Writings below….

 

I was speaking to the Buddha about many wondrous things
‘bout The existence of Nirvana and what it really means
I sat there quietly
Nothing was said to me
And I kept wondering

I asked about the cycles of endless birth and death
I asked about the new souls and how many might be left
Where do they come from
Where do they go
And I heard nothing

We all return to where we’re from
Be that ashes be that dust
Or a glowing ball of love
We all return
To where we’re from

Am I living out the Karma from another life I led
Am I paying for wrongs of somebody who is dead
Did I chose this
Or Did it choose me
What’s worth believing?

Am I sitting on the Astral plane at this very moment
With all my other selves waiting for implantation
To get another look
To restart the clock
to make up for everything

We all return
To where we come from
Be that ashes be that dust
Or be it a glowing ball of love
We all return
To where we’re from

Is heaven really just a universal transit lounge
Where many souls are waiting for new bodies to be found?
What’s coming next
Can I effect
Whats coming to be

Are these actions that I’m taking in the present life I live
Going to make a difference to what will come to be
If I can love more
Will I live more
Is there a better future?

We all return
To where we come from
Be that ashes be that dust
Or be it a glowing ball of love
We all return
To where we’re from

How many lifetimes Do you live, Before you finally start ascending?
will the centre of existence still be lovingly waiting
For me to pass
Some sacred test
Is it still waiting

And when my time is finally done with these regeneration cycles
And my soul has taken on all of life’s important lessons
Will I be ascend/return
To where I began
Or is there nothing?

We all return
To where we come from
Be that ashes be that dust
Or be it a glowing ball of love
We all return
To where we’re from

I could be sitting at the feet of the buddha
asking him all about nirvana
if there’s any way to erase bad karma
asking him about the cycle
of births and deaths
I could be sitting at the feet of the buddha

I could be sitting at the throne of God
asking him about the golden rod
and the lion and the lamb
and the pit of fiery fumes
and how we will all be consumed
I could be sitting at the feet of god

I could ask if each soul is fractured
looking for it’s other half
looking for the magic path
to enlightenment and knowing
of wholeness and growing
if the path walked rightly
will get us special entry
to the path leading upwards
to the moving orb of light
from where everything comes
and everything arrives

I could be sitting at the gates of the devil
contemplating all the thoughts that are evil
asking why the rod was not spared on me
what deal did I do to make ‘this’ eternity
I simply don’t recall
what happened to me
I could be sitting at the feet of the devil
and not know

The philosopher
the lamb
and whatever I am
on a cycle going round

or is there only one chance
to make it past
one time to make things right
I’ll eat a karma sandwich
take a forgiveness pill
wake up in the morning
and be rid of it all
wait for my ascension
to the spinning globe of light
and wait for the cycle to begin again
so it can become more bright
and round and round it goes
the cycle of life
round and round it goes