What a whiner.

I wish I was more of a poet.
I admit, I do have my rhythmic days
of impeccable comparisons and hypothetical
situations, but honestly.
I wish I was more of a poet.

Rachael just got back from Cali,
and I'm incredibly excited for all of the
paint-clad voyages that we'll be making.
Not all best friends can pull off
spending an entire afternoon
painting whatever they find lying around.

Writing a song is difficult sometimes.
I grew up on the twangy lyrics of country
story books. Country songs are rarely
viewed as poetic riddles, like the lyrics
that I want to write.
You don't know what I'm talking about.
Google the lyrics of Sara Bareilles and
Matt Nathanson. I want to write like them.
I want to tell you a story, but confuse you
into second guessing what I'm telling you about.
I want you to love the way the melody
wraps around that little piece of poetry and
say "hmm, miss em. I think I want some
more of that," but for all you know, that
little bitch fit of a twirling ditty was
written with your face at the front of my mind.
You wouldn't know. And that makes
my heart dance inside.
Why can't I write more songs like that?
Two down, countless stories to tell.
www.myspace.com/emillybond
Go ahead. Sample a lil' tasting.
I'll let you know when I'm back on the
main path to musical excellence.
It's a bit foggy at the moment...