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Album Month Days Five, Six and Seven—Words, Words, Words…Lyrics

There’s no way around it. I love to write songs—in fact, I have to; I get restless and fidgety if I haven’t written or worked on a song in a few days. But I HATE HATE HATE writing lyrics. Composing is a delicious process with a flow to it.  Lyrics are a different story altogether. I rarely feel like there’s a flow to writing lyrics. Quite the contrary. I’m often stuck for days or weeks on lyrics. Many, many promising song starts have withered on the vine for lack of a rain of words.

In the early days, this wasn’t so much the case. I once sat down and wrote lyrics to two songs back-to-back. I’ve had speed writing sessions with other writers that yielded as many as five (weird, but charming) songs in an hour. But, as my standards have increased, so has my struggle finding the right words.

A practice that I now mostly follow of writing the chorus first has helped. You sort of write backwards from the chorus, then a prechorus that ramps into the chorus and a verse that supports the whole towering pile of goo. That, at least, grounds my efforts in the context of a specific theme. But, it’s no panacaea.

I find lyric writing to be like attempting to assemble a dense, multi-dimensional puzzle in the dark while wearing mittens. Perhaps because I’m a giant word nerd and a meticulous, persnickety and detail-obsessed editor, I constantly battle multiple competing tensions: between the banal and the precious, cerebral, intellectual or just plain purple; between the beguilingly circumspect and the plainly vague and confusing; between the sing-songy stuff of nursery rhymes (here’s a mid-thought tip: if children dance to your songs, you are doing something incredibly right–and they don’t even care what the words are) and the puffy ramblings of a self-obsessed poet wannabe. And then, there’s the simple diffuculty of trying to figure out exactly what I’m trying to say.

I’ve heard anecdotes about the second verse being the hardest to write—because if you write a first verse that perfectly pays off the chorus, there’s nothing left to say in the second verse. That’s sometimes a problem, but really, the whole enterprise is fraught with difficulty.

After all the sturm und drang, almost nobody cares what your lyrics are when they listen to your songs anyway. Song lyrics are near-universally ignored as long as the groove is there and it’s fun to sing along with—unless the lyrics are wrong. When the lyrics are wrong, everyone notices. It’s like a sixth sense people have. So, while it seems like a lot of effort for little return (except for the satisfaction of enjoying your own achievement and getting to sing the nice words you made up), you have to at least put in the time to get the lyrics not wrong.

Music Or Lyrics First?

 Because I find music much easier to write than lyrics, I often start with music and melody. Unfortunately, that leaves me painted tightly into a corner trying to write good lyrics that are fun to sing but also make sense, rhyme, have prosody and fit the melodic rhythm. I’ve recently been trying it the other way around—start writing lyrics with no music or melody in mind. I wrote a song not too long ago that was culled from a multi-month stream of texts between me and a friend. That worked pretty well. There was a nice flow while I was writing and then I was easily able to drape them over a melody. The danger, though, is that it can be kind of rambly. It’s hard to get punchy pop gold that way.

Good Enough 

For the past three days, I’ve been hemming and hawing trying to write lyrics to a song start that I rather like. I have brought the full power of procrastination to bear upon it. Then, in a quick burst this evening, they all poured out. Like some part of my brain was grinding away in the background and needed these last three days to get it all working right.
Do they suck? I don’t know. But, in the spirit of Album Month, they’re good enough for now. Next step: try to actually sing the song.