A small crowd from classical antiquity, drinking ambrosia.

For this song, I thought I’d take a less literal approach than usual. It’s a figurative song, and it’s about finding your inspiration. For the lyrics, I wanted to play around with internal rhymes and assonance.

Musically, this is in E mixolydian (except the bridge, which modulates to C# minor, where the D becomes a D#) with a very short visit from flat-VI and flat-VII, borrowed from the parallel minor, and the minor IV chord making a tiny cameo at the very end.

This is a simple recording — I captured the track live on my phone.

Lyrics

I had my fears, I smashed them open

I’m catching fire but I’m not getting burned

I had a fling with all my doubts

Felt the sting ‘till I kicked ‘em out

Soothed and stoked, Ambrosia’s what I’ve learned

 

Gotta try to keep momentum

They’ll try to fly but I won’t let ‘em

Flex that muscle every day, every day

 

Oh yeah!

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