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A Song a Day: On Writing Before Knowing. Writing Song Lyrics with iServalan for the Continuum Music Project

 Words add a new dimension to music, but for some musicians, the words are difficult to render. 

I want to talk for a moment about writing songs before we know what they are.

Not demos or tracks.
Not finished things in themselves. Not even pop songs, or genre based words. 

Let's start with nothing...

Just the act of writing — daily, imperfectly, with no expectations or judgement, and without asking where the work will end up.

Many musicians stall not because they lack ideas, but because they wait for readiness. They wait for the right sound, the right software, the right emotional clarity, the right version of themselves. What gets lost in that waiting is the most vital part of music-making: the habit of return.

A song a day is not a productivity challenge.
It’s not about output.

It’s about keeping the creative channel open.

Lyrics are a particularly generous place to begin, because they sit halfway between thought and sound. They don’t demand polish. They don’t demand equipment. They only ask for attention. When we write lyrics regularly, we’re training the mind to notice rhythm in language, melody in phrasing, structure in feeling — long before we reach for an instrument.

This matters, because creativity is not linear.
It doesn’t arrive on command.
But it does respond to invitation.

One of the simplest ways to invite it is through prompts — not as gimmicks, but as doorways.

An image on the table.
A random word pulled from a book.
A news headline overheard in passing.
A sentence fragment with no meaning yet attached.

These aren’t distractions from “real” composing. They are how the mind warms up. They bypass judgement. They give the creative brain something to push against, something to orbit.

In this practice, lyrics don’t need to explain themselves. They can be abstract. They can be narrative. They can be unfinished or strangely complete. What matters is that they are written, not withheld.

Over time, something subtle happens.
Patterns emerge.
Motifs repeat.
Your voice begins to reveal itself without force.

This is where the deeper work lies — not in producing songs on demand, but in learning how your mind enters a creative state, and how gently it needs to be led there.

That understanding sits quietly at the heart of the Continuum way of working: skill and creativity developing side by side, without pressure, without hierarchy, without the false divide between “practice” and “real work.” Writing lyrics daily is not separate from musicianship. It is musicianship — just in its earliest, most human form.

Some of these lyrics may one day become songs.
Some may never need to.

Both outcomes are valid.

Because the real aim is not the track — it’s the continuity.
The keeping-open of the channel.
The confidence that something will arrive if you show up again tomorrow.

So this is an invitation, not a challenge.

Write a song today without knowing what it’s for.
Borrow an image. Steal a headline. Roll a word around in your mouth until it becomes rhythm.

Let the work be small.
Let it be daily.
Let it belong to you before it belongs to anything else.

Tomorrow, another lyric.

Do not be pressured by quantity. A cluster of words may be enough. A complete story may evolve.

Use a pen and paper to be connected with the prosess. Feel the words, cross them out, write, rewrite, and finalise. 

 

 

The Counterpane by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA



The Counterpane by Sarnia de la Maré FRSA



Why do I keep on trying
When every day I'm failing?
As each week passes
 I miss every target.
Every year is just the same
I never win the game.
Why do I keep losing
In a world that's so confusing?
Never past the post,
My dreams are simply ghosts.
And yet I keep on trying
The facts I'm still denying.
What gives me such resolve?
This puzzle I cannot solve.
Maybe I've a super power,
As each season I re-flower.
Maybe I will grow
From all these seeds I sow.
Perhaps I am not failing,
Maybe I am gaining,
Maybe I am blind, 
And the treasure lays behind.
A life that's filled with gold
Hidden in the folds
Of the counterpanes
Of old.

© 2024 Sarnia de la Mare






📜 Lyrics: Minor Matter – Tale Teller Club #lyrics #taletellerclub

 

📜 Lyrics: Minor Matter – Tale Teller Club

A transmission from the Immersion Archives.
Words written against the Machine, set to sound and vision.

I'm just minor matter
That is what I am
Someone's passive income
Getting what they can

I'm climbing sand dunes daily
Slippery ice under my feet
The Machine watches on
And feeds off my defeat

We are minor matter
The seeds we sow and scatter
Grow weeds upon
The streets of liberty

The machine has taken you
And now it's come for you
The machine don't care
It's love's despair
It loves despair

It's stealing time like
You wouldn't know
An atomic bomb that's gonna blow
The hearts of children
In the poppy fields
The machine grew up
And stole their dreams

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I Saw the Devil, song lyrics by Sarnia de la Mare and Tale Teller Club

I saw the devil again
Stroking the folds off your brain
He looked through your eyes 
with a sigh
and said hi,
it's me again
I'm back in the game

I saw love fail today
Wretched in it's pain
I saw the killer of hope
He laughed in my face
Said you are a joke
I am the killer of love
Then he took off his glove
And the devil man said
You taste so good
When you're sad
The best I ever had

I saw the devil again
He sat on your shoulder
and said
You're looking older
And yet 
you still haven't learned
How to forget

All we got left is us
We're never getting off this bus

Cos you court the devil
And I filled his shoes
You're yesterday's news
But I'm still around
Our bond is so sound
Now I am the devil in you
I am your only friend
Let's go round again


©2025 Sarnia de la Mare


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