823 I Could Sing Along

I’ve been in Tropea with my family for a couple days now. I bought the cheapest guitar available in a music shop near Tropea, a town called Vibo Valentia. It cost 70 euros which is less than I would have to spend to bring a guitar here, we took one plane to Rome and another one to Lamezia Terme.

I don’t have a place to write in my bed and breakfast room but I managed to write this song in the 5 days we’ve been here, I wrote the first verse while on the beach, under a rock where there was some shadow because the sun is intense here. The other bits of the song I wrote them while my parents were watching the sunset in a beach near where we are staying.

I Could Sing Along

(Ignore the not so great playing in the second half, also the people walking by me haha)

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Lyrics
I can’t keep the count

Of the fighting

Then I say who’s right

To calm it down

Down but it never lands

To land

Down the rabbit hole

Up the volume goes

We’ve done this all before

I could sing along

When it’s me who fights

Who’s counting?

When I say what’s right

They’re laughing hard

Hard

I get caught up

And up

Down the rabbit hole

Up and up I go

I’m yelling down the hall

When I could sing along

Here’s were I wrote the first verse, my mom sneaked in and took a video haha

Here’s where I finished the song.

Here’s my lyric holder haha

And a little picture to see the background a bit better of where I recorded the video

This is the coming up with the first lines

Thank you for joining my Ted Talk.

Happy I managed to do at least one post with the 70 euro guitar.

(Thumbnail picture by George L Smyth