Lyric Writing

Over the years before I ventured into novels and novellas, I have been writing lyrics and poetry. My love for music in general and modern popular music specifically, has always been strong. Every now and then I start writing lyrics out of nowhere. One day it may be a country song, the next day a heavy metal rock song. I have even written a libretto for a stage play based on the Biblical book of Esther. How is that for variety? It even surprises me at times. I will try to cover a bit of that art now and then, but first an example of how bizarre my lyrical subjects can get. This one came, not because of a foul mood, as one might suspect from reading the words, but just out of nowhere, as they often do for me. A commentary on the nature of humanity in general, I guess. Feel free to comment on them yourself.


(When You) Act Your Rage--(C) 2005 Steven G. O'Dell

V.1
See--the air is turning red. I cannot got to bed. The anger lives inside of me.
Freed--the rage becomes a flood. I'm only wanting blood. Your hating cannot hide from me.

Br.
I can't tell how these feelings have come to me.
I can only know that they're crushing me.

V.2
Die--I only love myself. I cannot feel your help. Your pity cannot make me see.
Cry--There's nothing left to do. I have no use for you. The anger lives inside of me.

CH.
Nothing good can come of it, when you act your rage.
There is just no benefit and nothing's saved.
Nothing good can come of it.
You'll only reap regret from it.
Nothing good can come of it--when you act your rage.

Repeat Br.

V.3
Squeeze--my life is in your hand. Please make me understand--the anger that's consuming me.
Freeze--the coldness in my heart is where I have to start. It's killing all that's good in me.

Repeat CH.

When you act your rage!
Act your rage!
When you act your rage!
Act your rage!
When you act your ra-a-a-a-a-ge!!!