Common Days

My friend Alpha send me a recording of him playing the keyboard. I had to make it into a full song

- Lyrics -

Sulphur rain

Pouring down

Without grace

Meteors

Broken land

What a shame

As a trans girl, the road to become my true self is long and winding, and without much help from family.

- Lyrics -

In a forest, lost

alone

Wandering through nowhere

alone

Give a little light

guide me

Another lonesome night

cried me

All these social norms

tied me

To my older self

hide me

To my mom and dad

lied me

For a better time

bide me

Showing who I am

pride me

The boy inside of me

died here

This song is a short interlude for a larger song that I’m working on. The song is about my experience being trans, hence the colours.

I’m waiting. Waiting for the waiting list for a psychologist, waiting for bureaucracy, waiting to get a diagnosis, waiting to get on hormones, etc. But also, waiting for people to accept me.

Imagine a lazy Saturday afternoon...

This song was actually inspired by the tune played by the Taipei Metro red line when the train arrives.

Originally made with GarageBand on iOS, but finished on a desktop.

Lyrics

Wandering in a sea of time

Dreaming of a world to come

Watching the events unfold

Reminiscing the times of old

And all builds up to today

And all builds up to today

A dance track, named after the lead synth Chicago Chords

A collab with @AeroFractal

Drums, bass, rhythm guitar: AeroFractal

Lead guitar, vocals: Me

Lyrics

By the river and green, I walk along

In the warm summer breeze, there came a song

Though I don't know the words, I sing along

Hear the instrument's tune, simple but strong

Ya Da Ba Ba Ba

Ya Da Ba Da Ya

Da Ba Ba Da Ya

Ya Ba Da Da Da

Far by Common Days

I'm on a boat on the waves of water

Floating to places that I've never been

I'm on a boat on the waves of water

Silver moon rising on the endless sea

A collab I did with a friend. I wrote the song, they wrote the lyrics.

Pretty days, gentle rays, flowers blossom in glory

Seasons change, leaves are swept by the gentle autumn breeze

But the absence of your whispers resonate through empty rooms

Should I bow down to the loneliness or pack up and walk away

Our memories fade

Cinnamon by Common Days