This submission to the Chromatic Challenge has really taken me out of my comfort zone. I am no great music student, I know vaguely what such terms mean, but I seldom, if ever, consciously use chromatics. Indeed I was not even sure how to start. But then I picked my Baritone Ukulele up and just began running chords shapes up and down the neck with no spacing between them. It seemed an interesting exercise, and the runs I eventually picked were the best of the bunch. However, no melody occurred until tonight when I was thinking back to my younger self and how much of a drama queen that guy was. I was remembering how often I dared myself to commit suicide because I wasn't loved by the girl I was in love with, or because I had just been dumped, yet again, etc.
In this song the narrator seems a little more determined than my younger self was to end it all. But like my younger self, all his thoughts are aimed at the woman he is blaming for his predicament. Chances are, unless he leaves these lyrics as a note, she will never even connect his death with her. So it goes.
When the waters break over me
When the tide comes in and sweeps me out to sea.
Maybe you'll glimpse the depth of my misery
How much it hurt to love you.
When the news breaks to gasps of surprise
Will you be the first to begin to eulogise?
Will there even be a single tear in your eyes?
Will it take my death to know I loved you?
When my bloated body is washed up on the shore
Will you regret the day you turned me from your door?
Or will you just say "That display was a little uncalled for!"
Will you dismiss the fact I loved you?
Will you play the next guy for a sucker too?
Is that how you define yourself? Is that what you do?
Will they, like me, regret the dreams they all construe.
Will they know it's dangerous to love you?