A lot of the time when I start to write poems these days, a little tune comes into my mind to go with it, which is somewhat strange since I don't usually write songs. Usually. Here's a little fun fact about me: I wrote a couple of songs when I was little.
The downside, however, is that I can't sing, which is the main reason why I don't write songs. This past couple of days, however, something has changed. No, unfortunately I didn't suddenly wake up singing like Madonna. I just decided to write the songs, and play them on the piano. I have two more or less completed, though I'll probably keep on making changes to them. I'm not sure if anything will ever come of them, but it's a fun experience for sure, making my own songs after listening to those of other people.
To end this post, I'll leave you with one of the best songs I've heard in a long time. Philip Philips introduced it to me last week when he sang it on American Idol, and I've had in stuck inside of me since then.
Here's the original, by Damien Rice:
Philip was right when he talked about the lyrics. It is just such a beautiful song, with lovely lyrics. The melody doesn't have all those crazy runs, but the simplicity makes it so good.