lines from a song writing prompt 3

Below I’m posting a bit from a song I love and then I’ll write something around it (not necessarily in the context from the original source but maybe).  If the line grabs you, please steal it and play along too.  Post a link in the comments so I can check out what you did with it as well.

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“And the three men I admire most, the father, son and the holy ghost, they caught the last train for the coast.”

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The station was a mess.  People running every which way trying to catch their connections.  Late.  Everyone was always late.  Coming or going.  North or south.  It didn’t matter.  Trains always ran late and that meant everyone was always in a hurry when they finally made it to the station.

That was only part of the mess, though.  Others sat around, blocking the hallways and generally bottling up the whole works.  Tears in their eyes.  Down trodden and depressed, the moved slowly with lowered heads and slumped shoulders.  Sometimes they congregated together but most of the time they stayed as far apart as their was room for.

Those were the two general reactions people had when they’d heard the news.  They either raced about frantic or they stopped altogether and did nothing.  They couldn’t be blamed, of course.  Nothing like this had ever happened before.  Nothing like this would ever happen again.

I’m not sure why they chose me but when they called I answered  because I admired them so greatly and then dropped them off at the station.  I even walked them to their platform to make sure they got off okay.  I didn’t ask why they were going and they didn’t offer an explanation but off they went all the same, to the coast of all places.  Why not, I guess.  Perhaps things would be different there.

Here the music had died and life would never be beautiful again.

dirges given voice in the darkness

The girl who sang the blues finished her pleas for a new car, a color TV, and a night on the town, the player shuffled down a song, and the unmistakeable sounds of the E-Street Band took her place.  The Boss began to sing from his soul, and then his harmonica plucked yours loose to hauntingly tag along as he raced down the streets.

Blue flashes sparked off the dull red glow of the taillights shining in the windshield as you pressed firmly down on the gas pedal and sped through the morning gloom.  You didn’t mean to speed but you couldn’t help it either.  The car was trying to catch up to your soul as it flitted through memories of your past and visions of your dreams.

The Jack of Hearts, standing on the sidewalk next to a mangled motorcycle, his leg in a cast, caught your attention, a crystal clear image bursting from the blurred edges, but then you turned back to the road, back to the pursuit, back to the chase you’d been on before he’d caught your eye.  Bruce’s voice didn’t allow time for distractions.  There was too much urgency.  There was too much at stake.

The lights streamed into continuous lines of red.  Other colors swirled away to be swallowed by the darkness.  A warm glow on the horizon heralded the imminent arrival of dawn, but its time hadn’t come yet, and there were still miles to travel before it did.  The streak of yellow on the ground, running parallel to the taillights, slowed from its dizzying speeds as the song changed again.

The mournful crooning of passionate nostalgia faded away to be replaced by the deep rasping responsibility of the Man in Black as he went about walking his line.  He walked, you drove, and the line was heeded.  Johnny demanded it.  You would not, could not argue against that.  The quartet practicing in the park understood, even if they didn’t join along with the dirges given voice in the darkness.

The words may have resonated with your soul, still lost in the black world, but the darkness was slowly fading as the road continued to turn into the sun’s waiting embrace.  Ahead of you was warmth and hope.  Behind you was chill and despair.  In those moments just before dawn you doubted that even the intense fire waiting to pour down from the heavens had the power to lift the cold that had wrapped around the past you were leaving behind.

Even if you were in the habit of making deals with the devil, Jack Flash, sitting on his candlestick and laughing in delight, couldn’t free you from your rage.  Your world had changed irrevocably.  The entire world had changed and was never going back.  Johnny knew that, even as he sang of staying true to the one he loved, he knew that somethings in life were impossible to avoid, impossible to undue.  All you could do was keep driving down your road, keep chasing your soul.

You would be reunited eventually.  You were certain of that.  There would be twists and turns, ups and downs, roadblocks, tolls, detours, and all manner of distractions and scenic turnouts to slow your progress.  But, you would be whole again.  The colors of the coming dawn splashing in wide arcs across the star spotted sky spoke to that truth.  It spoke to all truths of life and death.  Your soul might be elusive, the music might have died, but, in the end, things would turn out as they had always meant to be.

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My response to the current Finish the Story prompt.  I have no idea what any of it means, but it was fun to write.  What did it say to you?  And, did you write a response of your own?  You’ve still got some time!  Go!  Do it!

 

Prompt: Finish the Story (#5)

It’s Tuesday!  And we all know what that means!  The worst day of the week, hooray, hooray, hoo … oh, wait.  No, that’s not what it means anymore.  Now it’s Finish the Story prompt day!  That’s really worth celebrating.

In a bit of sad news, I no longer have access to WordPress for most of the day and will consequentially be far less prompt (see what I did there?) in reply to comments.  But, I will reply to all of them, eventually.  I promise.

And, I will even do proper pingbacks and recognition for everyone who plays along with these silly prompts, eventually, too.

And here’s the new one:

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The girl who sang the blues finished her pleas for a new car, a color TV, and a night on the town, the player shuffled down a song, and the unmistakeable sounds of the E-Street Band took her place.  The Boss began to sing from his soul, and then his harmonica plucked yours loose to hauntingly tag along as he raced down the streets.

Blue flashes sparked off the dull red glow of the taillights shining in the windshield as you pressed firmly down on the gas pedal and sped through the morning gloom.  You didn’t mean to speed but you couldn’t help it either.  The car was trying to catch up to your soul as it flitted through memories of your past and visions of your dreams.

The Jack of Hearts, standing on the sidewalk next to a mangled motorcycle, his leg in a cast, caught your attention, a crystal clear image bursting from the blurred edges, but then you turned back to the road, back to the pursuit, back to the chase you’d been on before he’d caught your eye.  Bruce’s voice didn’t allow time for distractions.  There was too much urgency.  There was too much at stake.

The lights streamed into continuous lines of red.  Other colors swirled away to be swallowed by the darkness.  A warm glow on the horizon heralded the imminent arrival of dawn, but its time hadn’t come yet, and there were still miles to travel before it did…

Daily Prompt: Life Tape

The suggestion from today’s Daily Prompt is to create a mix tape that reflects your life, including something that corresponds with your outlook for the future.

Wow.  I really struggled with this one.  I love music, and I’ve made countless mix tapes over the years, but to come up with the songs that match up with the life I’ve lived?  That seems mostly impossible.  I had almost made up my mind to skip today’s prompt as an impossible task.

However, then I read the great post by A. Good One and realized that I didn’t need to try and encompass my whole life.  It isn’t perfect, but neither is life; the below list is the mix tape I’d put together for the important moments of my life (and future) (well, those I could think of at the moment, anyway):

The Sound of Silence – Simon & Garfunkel – Whenever we were in the car growing up, there was music on.  This song is probably my favorite from those first tapes (yes, tapes) that were in regular rotation on the longer trips.  It represents my introduction to my father’s music and the first few years of my life.

Born in the USA – Bruce Springsteen – This is the song that introduced me to rock.  It got me to tap my feet to the music.  It represents the beginning of my long love affair with everything that is rock and roll.  It’s growing up and venturing into the outside world.

Zombie Jamboree – Kingston Trio – This was the first song I remember specifically requesting.  I thought it was hilarious.  It represents my transition into finding music that fit my own tastes and learning to start thinking for myself.

Basket Case – Green Day – This song represents junior high.  That pretty much says it all, doesn’t it?

The River – Bruce Springsteen – A return to Bruce, only this time a song I learned to love on my own.  This song represents high school, the “what could have been’s” of high school romances and beginning to actually listen to the words in the songs I would blast from my stereo; beginning to understand that things are not always as they seem.

American Pie – Don McLean – You could say I found this song late because I didn’t start listening to it until high school, but better late than never, right?  This song represents when I really started appreciating music and, more importantly for me, the stories behind the music, the lyrics, the words.

Name of the Game – Crystal Method – This song represents breaking away from what I had grown up on and branching out during college, finding raves, and transferring my passion for music into becoming a DJ.  Oh, and some partying, of course.

Mad World – Gary Jules and Michael Andrews – This song represents the classroom and research aspect, the structured aspects, of my college experience.  Just as Basket Case did for Junior High, this song pretty much sums it all up quite nicely on its own.

Love The Way You Lie – Eminem – This song represents my college relationship.  It could have been written for us.  Which transitions nicely into:

I Miss You – Blink 182 – This song came out right after breaking up with my college romance.  I couldn’t get enough of it.  It fit how I felt perfectly.

Go – Blink 182 – This song represents the hecticness of life post college, when I was scrambling to figure out what I actually wanted out of life and who I really was.  Learning how to survive on my own.  Learning how to be a part of society.  Learning how to be okay with just being myself.  The song isn’t necessarily about any of those topics, but it’s frenetic pace while still sounding melodic and bringing back to my roots (rock and roll) all tie nicely to the whole experience.

Seven Cities – Solar Stone – Get ready for a bit of sappyness.  This song is just beautiful, pure and simple.  It represents discovering the things I need in my life to be happy and then finding my eventual wife.

Portuguese Love Theme – Craig Armstrong – We played this song at our wedding.  It fits.  It fits us.  It fit that period of my (our) life, and every day since.

The Sound of Silence – Shaw Blades – This song represents the future (and the past).  It’s another sign of returning to my roots, with a new twist, and will probably be on rotation in my car for the child we are expecting early next year.