‘4:30’ — #Lyrics To An R&B #Pop Song

Just screwing around. I like the idea of someone not knowing if 4:30 a.m. is late night or early morning.
4:30
Lyrics by Shelt Garner
@sheltgarner
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Is it night or is it morning
Light another cigarette
‘cause I don’t know and I don’t care
All that I know is you were my love
Now I’m up all night with fear
Thinking maybe it’s all over

it’s 4:30 a.m.
and here I am again
looking at the clock
and worried
about the day to come
4:30 a.m.
4:30 a.m.
4:30 a.m.

I’m in mourning this morning
For our love that may have ended
But I’m not sure as to our fate
Will it finally be rubbed out
With a tug or will it return
Like in the past when a hug

(bridge)
By 4:30 p.m. you could be back
Tell me it was all a lie
Your love has returned
As have you into my bedroom
Then I awake at 4:30 a.m.
And you’re gone again

it’s 4:30 a.m.
and here I am again
looking at the clock
and worried
about the day to come
4:30 a.m.
4:30 a.m.
4:30 a.m.

‘Write A Book’ — A Lyrical Homage To Taylor Swift Songs

The thing with this one is while tonally it’s an attempt at a Taylor Swift type song, it’s not properly done structurally. But the conceit is pretty good. I think.

‘Write A Book’
Lyrics by Shelton Bumgarner
@bumgarls
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Tapping my pen to pad
I see you across the coffee shop
And you smile
I smile back
‘Cause you seem
You seem like my type
That is
Out of sight

But will you walk over
And ask me my name
What would be the shame
You could make history
Or you could just

Write a book
Write a book
Write a book

I get up and walk your way
Hoping you’ll tell me what I wanna hear
What your name
What’s your claim to fame
But I walk on by without a sound
Feeling a little bit let down

But one day maybe it’ll change
Maybe one day my dream will come true
No more nightmares for me
I’ll be in the clear with someone dearl
Someone who wants to kiss
Instead of

Write a book
Write a book
Write a book

(bridge)
The truth is
Why is life so unfair
I have to wait for fate to arrive
Someone who makes me sigh
Waiting by the phone
With a grone

But in the end
All I can think is
I’ll find my name in a book
Knowing that a smile lead someone to

Write a book
Write a book
Write a book