I like to refer to sudden inspiration as “The Visit”. When I get visited I try to be welcoming and open even when the visit comes at an inappropriate time (4a.m.) or place…driving…on the bog….
I am fortunate to be in tune with these visits from the ether. If I ignore the visitors, they do go away and take their gifts with them. I enjoy my solitude, but I don’t ignore them anymore. I write or record the inspiration as it comes and drop whatever else I am doing.
Obviously with not much taking place during the pandemic lockdown, I have the time and space to do so. I was visited by this particular chord sequence in a chunk…. the lyrics flowed after I improvised the first line. The visit was short and sweet and yielded the following song:
Sometimes you get the visit Sometimes you don’t Sometimes it’s exquisite up to you If you will or if you won’t some things you can prepare for Other things are beyond our control The secret is in how you handle it up to you to hold or drop the ball
How many times were we too tired Missing out by not looking up Wasting time preaching to the choir Dragging our feet and running Out of luck
Some days are not what they seem You think you’re awake, but it’s a dream Some paths are just so obvious up to you If you’re doing or being