My song is going to be about driving down the street and hearing someone inside one of the houses singing really loudly. The narrator falls in love with the voice, but can't tell which house it's coming from. He then drives past the house everyday, hoping that he'd be able to hear the voice again and pinpoint the location, but he never does.
My song is going to be about driving down the street and hearing someone inside one of the houses singing really loudly. The narrator falls in love with the voice, but can't tell which house it's coming from. He then drives past the house everyday, hoping that he'd be able to hear the voice again and pinpoint the location, but he never does.
Ugh, I love the imagery, especially the first line, but I think the syllable count and cop-out rhymes hinder you
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Originally posted by JustLuke
Hmm, what don't you like about the last two lines?
And what do you mean about the syllable?
The last two lines seem like cliché's, and I think TT would be better at explaining stresses because I don't fully understand them, but hollow and go sound awkward together.
Tymps. baby, my 5th grade teacher caught me singing Beautiful at the top of my lungs as she was walking past the boys bathroom. If I could live that down, so can you