#1
lyrics, crit-for-crit. i don't write for the same reasons i used to, really.

tram lines

the last sound i remember clearly
poured down from the belfry and into my
lungs

i held it in until my chest burned
and didn’t know why until it escaped my lips
as just the air in a sigh

that was my resolution,
my conclusion to half a lifetime passed.
i didn’t cry when i kissed anyone goodbye

the town seemed so still on the drive out,
the side allies and trees hadn’t changed
just once darling i looked for your face

not that seeing it would change one single thing,
i could only ever beat that drum
until you asked the song

and that was our resolution,
our conclusion to half a lifetime passed,
you didn’t cry when you waved me goodbye
how could you cry when you waved me goodbye?
O! music: Click (Youtube)


^ Click to see an acoustic arrangement of Ke$ha's 'Your Love is my Drug' - everyone's favourite song.
#2
This could be poetry by itself it's that good. However that sense of flow and rhythm is strong enough that it feels like lyrics as well. The chorus is biting, while the verses hold this desperate sense of hope and longing. The last verse is probably my favourite, i love the "i could only ever beat that drum until you asked the song" line. Send me the song when you record it.
#3
What reasons are you writing for now, Nathan?


i look down at my hands,
like they were mirrors.