I had this one returned mostly for lyrical content. The reviewer had these (very nice) comments:
This song has an interesting theme. The idea of being street smart vs book smart is argued a lot in the arts. There are some metaphors that seem unrelated to the rest of the song like "I know my drummer plays differently" which could be linked to the rest of the lyrics more directly to tie the song together thematically and defined the message that you are trying to get across.
The reviewer saw this a song of street smart vs book smart, so I think the concern about the third verse makes sense - However, my idea with this song was more about doing what is expected of you versus finding your own path. My question to anyone is does the lyrics still hold together under my own interpretation of my lyrics - or are there ways to improve it? Thanks for your time!Thank you for submitting this song for this listing. The lyrics are reflective and show your grasp of ideas beyond the status quo. The premise is set up well in your lyrics, personifying Time as something that might see through a persons' shortcuts, or misunderstand their path, which makes it like Karma or Judgement. You fall short of driving that point home however, when you say things like every color knows how to bleed, I want to know more about that! or these people that are pushed to extremes, what extremes are being pushed and who are the people you are referencing in these lines? Remember the listener doesn't know the back-story that you know, so keep this in mind when you are thinking of metaphors and examples. Overall you have some good elements in here, nice work.
Chris
Here is the song and lyric:
https://soundcloud.com/chrisjwalter/don ... ing-for-me
Don't Go Looking for Me
Time, don’t go looking for me
I’m just moving on at my own speed
I know my drummer plays differently
So Time, don’t go looking for me
Well I guess I never grew up
Never owned up to my responsibility
I never learned much in school
I never got that degree
Instead I learned to be free
Chorus
I never learned about the way things are
I never learned the games I should play
Never figured out how to act
Or say the things I’m supposed to say
Instead I learned to say what I mean
Chorus
Bridge Am G C Am G Em A
Chorus
I never learned to see black and white
Cause every color knows how to bleed
Never learned to tell left from right
Cause everybody’s pushed to extremes
Instead I learned to be me
Chorus