the shOemon chronicles

i Sing….

Singing is something I do pretty often. From loudly in the shower, to in-my-head during a final exam, or in the many performances I give to the fictional fans from the fictional stage…! Its as important as eating for me. Oh wait, probably more essential.

So, I’m not sure if I sing well. And honestly, I really don’t care. Most of the time I’m making up weird lyrics anyway… after 2 verses that is.

“You are singing it wrong”, my brother shouts. “I Know, but I’m just enjoying the song” I shout back.

This is the first song I’m putting out on the blog. Hope it doesn’t suck.
If you are one of those people who find this song extremely boring and depressing, well, you are reading the wrong blog my friend…Go back to stalking people on fb!

And if you are one of those people who love this song, or Damien Rice, or songs which make you feel, or anything remotely stimulating the otherwise-redundant brain cells,… Please do comment.
 

This song is one of those things that exactly get you. No, Its not a mistake. Believe it or not, songs actually gets you. When you know that a song gets you, you love it. You feel that there’s someone out there that knows your deepest fears or joys.
No, don’t try to extract logical symmetry from it. There isn’t any. Its a symphony that you can only feel.

Anyway, hold that though..and enjoy it!

PS- Its feeble attempt on a marvelous song. Forgive me.