This was a rewrite of Les' song from Week 1, "Waiting." This was one of Les' first completed songs, and I think it stood nicely as it was. I thought that the chorus was strong, but I wanted to see if I could make the song a little more poignant with a bigger hook. I also felt that the vocal phrasing in the verse and (existing) chorus was a little busy and inconsistent, so I wanted to clean it up a bit. I also felt that, though the lyrics were solid with a few particularly nice images, I wanted to give the song a little more visual imagery, as well as steep it in a little bit more florid language. No idea whether this is a huge improvement on the original, and I'd definitely like to work on the lyrics a little more - particularly the pre-chorus which doesn't really do much for me - but I'm enjoying this immensely.
lyrics
if you can see what I can see, then there's no need
trying to grow a laurel from a blackthorn seed
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
dried-up dreams of yesterday are ash and dust
settle down to sweep away the broken trust
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
it's an open door, make your way
nothing here gonna make you stay
you and me weren't meant to be and why, god knows
so why you keep a' watering a wilted rose?
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
try as you may want you will not wash that stain
the blood that you have shed with thorns of doubt and pain
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
it's an open door, make your way
no one here gonna make you stay
it's a little late in this careless season
catch another breath and look around this room
there's nothing here but memories and cheap perfume
this love has lost its bloom
don't know when I came to feel the whip's red stripe
poison on the vine beneath the fruit so ripe
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
now you have done what you will do and no return
ashes don't remember how the kindling burned
baby, baby, can't you see it, baby, baby
it's an open door, make your way
nothing here gonna make you stay
it's a little late in this careless season
catch another breath and look around this room
there's nothing here but memories and cheap perfume
this love has lost its bloom
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