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19 1 4 (song making series #1)

Singing is a way I release stress. I love listening to chill songs. I decided to make my own song.

First, I need to come up with the chord of the song. I really like the chords of “Runaway” by Sasha Sloan. I searched the song’s chords and tried it out on ukulele. It turned out pretty nice, so I decided to stick with it. The chords are: Dm, Am, Bb, F, A in this order.

I wanted to write something that can express my sadness, but I don’t want it to be too obvious. I remembered that alphabets could convert into numbers as codes. At first I wanted to write something along the line “life is a code… something… is the key”, and then I would translate a word into numbers to represent “the code”. But I thought that is too cheesy and it doesn’t make sense, so I left the idea at that. Then, when I was showering, I started to sing a tune that is stuck in my head. I needed lyrics to go along with my nonsense singing. I just pick “sad” and translate that into numbers “19 1 4” and start singing it with words that rhyme with four. That became my chorus. When I was drying my hair, I hum a few different variations of melody. Those became the fundamentals of my verse melody.

The problem with my chorus is that the melody I hummed doesn’t really fit with the order of my chords. I had to switch around the chord order and change my melody to fit it instead. Luckily, the rhythm and the lyrics won’t get affected.

For the lyrics of my verse, I just wrote it like a poem. I just let my mind flow and jot down whatever was on my mind. I wanted to use imagery to express emotions. Then, I find synonyms that rhyme so that my rant actually sounds like a poem.

 

Here’s the final version of my song lyrics:

Sometimes I wish no one would care

Just let me be, drifting in the air

But more times I wish I’m adored

and not ignored

I don’t want the scar that never fades away


Walking in the dark alley

Cold wind grazing my body

Dreaming again

but in vain


whoah oh

I’m so 19 1 4

my mind is in constant war war

I’m so 19 1 4

don’t know who to call for for


I don’t know ooh

where to go ooh


I look like nothing’s on my mind

A mask I put on all the time

Feel acquainted with the dark

I’m nothing left but a spark


hey hey

I scream and shout but no one hears

hey hey

Been like this for years


Oh

I’m so 19 1 4

dunno what to do anymore more

I’m so 19 1 4

endless living what for


Oh

I’m so 19 1 4

my mind is in constant war war

I’m so 19 1 4

my mind is

my mind is


I don’t know ooh

Where to go ooh

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