Members Ontological Posted July 24, 2011 Members Share Posted July 24, 2011 ...if you're keen, here's the first bit of verse one: We''ll plant a rose gardenSo one day we'll have flowersfor our grave What comes next? Nothing vulgar please. Maybe if this thread succeeds in it's aim each contributor could compose it in their individual styles? I've got a melody in mind for the above but It would be interesting to see how different ones interpret musically the same set of lyrics. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members tbry Posted July 24, 2011 Members Share Posted July 24, 2011 We'll tend itwater itAnd watch it grow thorns and allfor our grave Throw it out if it doesn't work for ya... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members rsadasiv Posted July 24, 2011 Members Share Posted July 24, 2011 I do hope that we die in springWhen the roses are in bloomOtherwise just put on the StonesDown in your basement room Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members bee3 Posted July 24, 2011 Members Share Posted July 24, 2011 There's irony in sunlightGiving life to a flowerIt's purpose, a reminderTo be lain on our resting place Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldgitplayer Posted July 24, 2011 Members Share Posted July 24, 2011 The fragranceof our life will linger - and sweeten the autumn breeze Not exactly my style - but staying close to the OP. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members rsadasiv Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 I have 7-8 rose bushes in my back yard right now. Most of them are 20+ years old, the few that I planted are still small. Summer in DC is very tough on my roses - they pick up a black spot mold infection on their leaves and they look very sad right now (100 degrees F with 100% humidity). But in the spring they are beautiful, and most years I get a second bloom (lagniappe) in the fall. The city workers who pick up my garbage are very careful in the early spring, because after I prune the canes back at least one of the garbage bags by my curb packs a nasty punch if you just grab it. My mom swears by coffee grounds for fertilizing roses, she says she learned this from her uncle John, who had a legendary green thumb. Myself, I go modern, with a store bought fertilizer and store bought fungus spray, but nothing really helps with the kind of humidity we get here. Desert climates seem better for roses, so long as you keep them watered. When I went to Las Vegas after my sister in law was murdered the family that was taking care of my surviving niece and nephew had a beautiful rose garden, complete with drip irrigation. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members rsadasiv Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 And when I die I want to be cremated - too many living people depend on the bounty of the earth - I won't need it, and the whole burial thing kind of creeps me out. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Digitrax Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 We'll find someold soil thatreminds us of the memoriesthat we made (as 2nd Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members tbry Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 When I spent some time in England it was at an old RAF base. What structure isn't old there? Anyway, the grounds around the building, the commons, were nicely landscaped and you couldn't help but notice how healthy the roses were. Even the ivy blanketing the brown bricked structures grew so uniformly you'd think it was under orders. Of course, the Brits kept the commons closely and meticulously maintained. My point is that the usual weather there was coolish and damp all the time and the roses evidently thrived on it. Each bloom was huge, perfectly shaped and the fragrance they gave off was remarkable. The rose beds were very healthy and productive. About the song - We'll plant a rose gardenSo one day we'll have rosesFor our gravesThey will bloomeach seasonWith fragrance and color tocelebrate our livesBut who will comeplant themAnd tend them each yearwhen we've passed Nice... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ontological Posted July 25, 2011 Author Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 good stuff guys. keep it comin'. Anyone one wanna try a chorus? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Cliftonb Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 There's a tear in the fabric of realityThat bleeds wayward paradigms And caustic memoriesDancing mad and burning slowTo the place where spectral flowers grow Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ontological Posted July 25, 2011 Author Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 The fragranceof our life will linger - and sweeten the autumn breezeNot exactly my style - but staying close to the OP. From the melody that i've got going this works great as the 2nd half of verse 1. Although I'd like to replace "breeze" with "days" to rhyme with "graves". Feel free to rearrange and mix and match as desired. So what I've got is this; We''ll plant a rose gardenSo one day we'll have flowersfor our grave The fragranceof our life will linger - and sweeten the/these autumn days Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members rsadasiv Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 When I spent some time in England it was at an old RAF base. What structure isn't old there? Anyway, the grounds around the building, the commons, were nicely landscaped and you couldn't help but notice how healthy the roses were. Even the ivy blanketing the brown bricked structures grew so uniformly you'd think it was under orders. Of course, the Brits kept the commons closely and meticulously maintained. My point is that the usual weather there was coolish and damp all the time and the roses evidently thrived on it. Each bloom was huge, perfectly shaped and the fragrance they gave off was remarkable. The rose beds were very healthy and productive. Or, it could be that I spend too much time working and am neglecting my roses. I remember loving "The Little Prince" as a child, but my kids totally didn't enjoy it. Anyway, here is the little prince watering his rose. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldgitplayer Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 This may be a bit cheesy, but if it ends up as a Country Ballad, then you can serve the cheese in platters. Verse 1: We'll plant a rose gardenSo one day we'll have flowersfor our grave.The fragranceof our life will linger - and sweeten the autumn days Chorus: Buds and spent blossomsTell of passing timeReminders of the moment goneWithout reason or rhymeI hope that when our petals fallThe garden blossoms on So there'll always be fresh flowersFor our grave when we have gone. OK time has moved on, and it's the middle of the night on your side of the pond when most songwriters are tucked up in bed.But its late afternoon here and a tune has arrived in my head.And although I can record an MP3 on my H1 or Garageband,I have no experience of how to post music on the internet, so I won't be able to participate with sharing a finished song. Here it is : I have avoided the Country Ballad flavour and composed a medium-to-up-tempo melody for the chorus: Chorus: C#m................EBuds and spent blossomsA....................ETell of passing timeG#m..................C#mReminders of the moment gone............A.............B....BsusWithout reason or rhymeE.............................G#mI hope that when our petals fall.......A.......................BThe garden blossoms on ...............E......................C#m So there'll always be fresh flowers............A................B...........EFor our grave when we have gone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ontological Posted July 25, 2011 Author Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 I like this for the chorus: Buds and spent blossomsTell of love now forgottenAnd whisper the sweet scent of life Yeah when the petals have fallenAll the bees and the pollenWill come to lay by our side (Digitrax I'm borrowing this last line from you) The songs that we come up with don't need to be exactly the same. I think if we inspire each other to create our own take on this subject it would be awesome. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldgitplayer Posted July 25, 2011 Members Share Posted July 25, 2011 The songs that we come up with don't need to be exactly the same. I think if we inspire each other to create our own take on this subject it would be awesome. This is the way to go - I need to follow who I am for this to work.Watch this space. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldgitplayer Posted July 27, 2011 Members Share Posted July 27, 2011 You haven't given any indication whether this evolves as a story or stays only as images and a mood, so I didn't know quite where to go with it.Anyway - I've decided on a story with some metaphysical nuance. It's still a 1st draft, so I'm bound to make some changes.Also, I haven't tackled the music for the verses yet, but I'm happy with music for the chorus.It's an interesting exercise for me to take someone's idea and develop it into a song.It's going to be more interesting to see where you decide to take it. Verse 1: We'll plant a rose garden So one day there'll be flowers for our grave.The fragrance of our life will linger And fill these autumn days.I know this busy life succeeds In keeping us apartBut there's a time when everyoneLives closer to the heart. Chorus: Buds and spent blossomsTell of passing timeReminders of the moment goneWithout reason or rhymeI hope that when our petals fallThe garden blossoms on So there'll always be fresh flowersFor our grave when we have gone. Verse 2: And when the years have passed And friends and children'll cease to comeNo footfall in our rose gardenJust sound of birdsong and the honeybees' humA place of nature's craftSweet flowers and brambled thornsWe'll be there in every flowerAnd new seasons will be born. Refrain : There'll always be flowers on our graveThere'll always be flowers on our graveWe'll be the flowers and the thornsAnd new seasons will be bornThere'll always be flowers on our grave. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ontological Posted July 27, 2011 Author Members Share Posted July 27, 2011 Hey oldgitplayer, Nice job with the stoy. Hope to hear it soon. I just sat down to have a crack at it myself. I was thinking of how the roses and their scent might spark a new love into existence. But who falls in love at a cemetery? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members oldgitplayer Posted July 27, 2011 Members Share Posted July 27, 2011 Hey oldgitplayer,Nice job with the stoy. Hope to hear it soon. I just sat down to have a crack at it myself. I was thinking of how the roses and their scent might spark a new love into existence. But who falls in love at a cemetery? Yep - It's a tough one - that's why the only direction I could take it was to sustain their love in the cycles of nature. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members Ontological Posted July 27, 2011 Author Members Share Posted July 27, 2011 Flowers For Our Graves Verse 1We''ll plant these seedsfor our rose gardenSo we Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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