Conquer Club

The Journey Home

When I've seen the Fallen,
When I'm down in the City,
I stop my worryin',
'Cause I got time.

She's my one and only Angel,
Runnin' 'round, flyin' in my head,
She tells me I'm in love again,
And I get High!

Chorus:
And this Journey Home,
Is not alone!
And I fell in love,
On my Journey Home!


I had to write these lyrics down before I forgot them...I got music for it, but I will have to record it and post it later. I still think I need at least another verse, but I'm busy playing Skyrim right now.

Does anyone else have original song lyrics or music they want to share in this thread?

I go crazy 'bout my baby, I just wanna get home

I'll have to finish the rest later, but this chorus came to me today:



Snowglider

This Fire's warmin' my soul,
A Fallen Angel's got no place
to call Her home.
Sweet Jesus, I've come to die
Just to be alone!
Now this Fire that's Burnt in Blood
Is burning cold!

Snowglider,
Runnin' on a River of Stones,
Cold is the Night,
but warm is Your Bones!

Here's Snowglider:

Alice Cooper-I love the dead

A couple of Alice Cooper's original songs about love and abuse

Alice Cooper makes me want to smoke weed and eat some live chickens for munchies.

Lonely Angels

I've been waiting here for you,
Like the Stars in the Sky.
And I've been waiting for so long,
For you to fly.

Lonely Angels, they fall in love,
Be my Angel for me...For me.


Pretty much all this song has for lyrics, I never recorded it, but I wrote it when one of my best friends died years ago.

I have not played this song in years, I only tried to remember it because I had another close friend's brother die.

I originally wrote it when I had a close friend die and I didn't have a chance to tell him goodbye. I wrote it the day of his passing and didn't know he had actually passed that day.

Dude...is that you? Very, very nice...I am impressed...thanks for sharing

DaGip wrote:

I have not played this song in years, I only tried to remember it because I had another close friend's brother die.

I originally wrote it when I had a close friend die and I didn't have a chance to tell him goodbye. I wrote it the day of his passing and didn't know he had actually passed that day.

I like this one but it needs more words idk what but like at least one if not two more verses.

apey wrote:

DaGip wrote:

I have not played this song in years, I only tried to remember it because I had another close friend's brother die.

I originally wrote it when I had a close friend die and I didn't have a chance to tell him goodbye. I wrote it the day of his passing and didn't know he had actually passed that day.

I like this one but it needs more words idk what but like at least one if not two more verses.

Yeah, probably needs more lyrics; however (though my guitar is rusty) the main focus of my music is to concentrate on the flow of the guitar. Music first...lyrics second. Usually that order. Unless you write a poem about Dancing Mustard and ask me to make a song out of it...then this is what you get:

I fucking loved you wicked songs!!! You are always good for a laugh. And stop lettin it get rusty you goood.

THE BALLAD OF CURSED ANNA
(Jonathan Kelly)

As I was walking homeward in the early morning light
Leaving far behind the prison where I'd spent the night
With no idea of what I'd done or why they'd punished me
But feeling nonetheless relieved and grateful to be free.

My path led through a woodland far behind a rusted gate
I knew it was a shortcut if I kept my walking straight
But then, like out of nowhere, this old wizened man appeared
Holding high his one hand while the other stroked his beard.

"Beware the cursed Anna's stare", this warning did he bring
"No-one makes it through this wood, going out as they came in!"

"But a change is what I'm looking for", I told the sad old man
And bidding him a last farewell into the wood I ran
I ran till I came to the river where I stopped to bathe my feet
And that is where I smelled her perfume delicate and sweet.

I stood up and I turned around and there in front of me
Stood a beautiful woman who simply stared at me
And then I knew it was all true what this old man had advised
"You must be Anna", I said, as I looked into her eyes.

And then we came together in a passionate embrace
I felt my body weaken and my heart begin to race
And when at last the kissing stopped I saw to my alarm
This woman had turned into a young girl in my arms.

I heard her childish laughter as she vanished through the trees
I turned back to the river, my reflection for to see
And down there in the water saw exactly as I feared
To my horror I'd turned into an old man with a beard.

For seven long years I've waited by this gate, wishing that I could die
But that can never happen till some other young man comes by
I know that I must warn him to go round some other way
But hope that, like most men of his age, he won't believe what old men say.