TASTE THE COLOURS

Well done to Chris and to John in winning the Childhood Memories challenge (both great songs) and thanks for the very interesting idea you’ve come up with for this month’s challenge. My song deals with the disturbing condition of synaesthesia, and I’m hoping that the last couple of verses suggest an element of comfort.

Responses

  1. Take a breath, walk through the door
    You’ve never been in here before
    You may be fine but you can’t be sure
    Inside your head there’s civil war

    You can taste the colours, and you can hear the ground
    You can touch the flavours and you can smell the sounds

    A disconnect is in the air
    Disjointed comments everywhere
    People laugh and cry and swear
    And no-one seems to have a care

    You can taste the colours, and you can hear the ground
    You can touch the flavours and you can smell the sounds

    A hundred ringtones you can hear
    And fractured images appear
    Nothing’s obvious, nothing’s clear
    The overload fills you with fear

    You can taste the colours, and you can hear the ground
    You can touch the flavours and you can smell the sounds

    I‘d like to take you far away
    Where you can find your place one day
    It might be plain and it might be grey
    But you will surely want to stay

    You can taste the colours, and you can hear the ground
    You can touch the flavours and you can smell the sounds

    I’ll take you where the heather grows
    Where life is simple, life is slow
    We’re going where the night sky glows
    And you can rest in sweet repose

  2. That is really good Paul. The lyrics are excellent and the guitar arrangement is uplifting and suit the words so well. Do I recognise a bit of Jean Bosco Mwenda’s Masanga in that opening guitar break?

  3. Ooh yes! Delightful, Paul. Outstanding guitar accompaniment once again that suits your lyrics beautifully. I had to smile when I read John Davies’ comment about Jean Bosco Mwenda’s Masanga. You weave his motif beautifully into your song. It’s stuck in my head now 😊🎶. Synaesthesia is an unusual theme but it must be both disorienting & uncomfortable to process the world so differently.

  4. I had to look Synaesthesia up! I sometimes think in colours when I hear music or certain words but I imagine it was be very overwhelming when it’s in extreme.Sensory overload! Really pretty tune and love the chord shifts.

  5. Classic lines in this one, Paul, that so cleverly and tenderly describe such a condition with genuineness and meaningful revelation. Golden is: “You may be fine but you can’t be sure Inside your head there’s civil war” and how well you built on that early line to bring about such a teaching song of sorts.

  6. Reminds me of West African Kora in the sound of the song, but at the same time it could sit alongside an Oliver Postgate animation too. As you can tell, I found it very evocative, which is appropriate given the subject of the song. Good work