I'm rarely in bed before three

And except for a well-watered wee

I'm in bed until noon

And noon is too soon

For the likes of retired old me!


Occasionally, I lie there and scheme,

Dozing off - when there might come a gleam

Of unexpected inspiration;

Result: the creation

Of stuff that is based in some dream.


I can wake with a tune in my head

And I'll heave myself out of my bed

In the sure knowledge I'll forget

What might be lost to mind yet

If I'm tempted to stop there instead.


The mind is a wondrous thing

Never not wanting to sing.

Awake or asleep

The tunes just won't keep...

No need for an alarm clock's dull ring!


(I had the latest such waking song "Look At Me" recorded for a "demo" just before Christmas).









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John Coopey

Fri 30th Dec 2016 09:38

The system works well for you, MC. Your songs are crackers. When I say "crackers", well, er, you know what I mean.

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M.C. Newberry

Thu 29th Dec 2016 16:52

Thanks gents. Probably the most famous example of this
experience is that from Sir Paul MacCartney who describes
waking with the tune of what later became "Yesterday"
in his head. He substituted ""Scrambled Eggs" for that
title until he came up with the completed song we know.

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Thu 29th Dec 2016 10:58


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Raj Ferds

Thu 29th Dec 2016 05:49

Beautiful. I share your experience.
Except for me it's the early hours of dawn, the twilight zone in fact . So fertile. So creative. It stirs me in a way that's hard to describe. An idea is born!

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