Me, The Hummingbird
Inspired by Renee's comment - Me, The hummingbird. Reminded me of I am the walrus, a brilliant song by the Beatles, I started to model this by that, but then remembered, The walrus and carpenter by Lewis Carroll. I thought how I could give a nod to Carroll and things went off the rails after that.. Then when I got to the verse about the preacher, reminded me of Shakespeare, A rose by any other name would smell as sweet, which didn't make sense in my context , so changed it to a rose by another, still a rose..
To those who view, but not comment, which seems to be many, hopefully you'll have a good read and get something out of it, To the minimalist who actually comment, thanks ahead of time.
https://suno.com/song/1359824a-769b-4ca3-9c95-e8fca5ea6555
[Verse 1]
Flitting fluttering wings
Motions without sound
Mocking futile piggies
Squealing on the ground
Seeking hidden messages
In fables and paradoxes
Eternal discourse locked
In self-made black boxes
[Chorus]
We are, me, the hummingbird
Suspended in a sea of words
Waves knitting and weaving
Fabrics of hidden meanings
Traps of Sticky nectar stuck
Eternally semantics preening
[Verse 2]
The preachy preacher preaches
On a white soapbox teaches
Wading in till hands to skies
Clouded contradictions of lies
Heretical meanings in prose
Rose by another, still a rose
Am I the walrus, carpenter, or
The oyster in scriptural lore
[Chorus]
We are, me, the hummingbird
Suspended in a sea of words
Waves knitting and weaving
Fabrics of hidden meanings
Traps of Sticky nectar stuck
Eternally semantics preening
[Verse 3]
Standing on misty mountain tops
Looking at giant fish, flip-flop
Caught in seas of distorted truths
Puppet masters standing on booths
With dirty hands and crooked smiles,
Alluring scents of hope and guile,
Of false promises and blood from veins
We are pawns forever bound by chains
[Outro]
Like the hummingbird flying free
From flowering flowers of realities
Path determined depends on belief
In solace of self, we find relief
While the walrus sobs and weeps
The crafty carpenter flame keeps
Stirring, stirring water he toils
Try not to be the oyster boiled
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There are diamonds strewn throughout these lyrics Bill. What a joy to read and digest, absolute masterpiece.
Verse 2 jumped out at me, but everything was so well done. Great selection of vocals and music to carry it, again well done on selecting the most appropriate vehicle for your words.
Highly recommended listen.
Sid
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@sidshovel - Thanks sid, really appreciate it. verse 2 jumping out in a lyrically good way or bad way :)
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Do you have to ask! Already cut and pasted into my little book of stolen gems.
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@sidshovel - ok... i can be thick at times.. i know it's minor, but it's now up to 9 views and you and I are the only ones that have commented..
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Alot cool poetic lines man , Very different look at a song
Cool recording by AI
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@ElvisNash - thanks for the comment.. i need to learn a DAW, so i can get the music I have in my head for the lyrics out, so it's more in the vein of prog or experimental rock
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The preachy preacher preaches
On a white soapbox teaches
These lines remind me of a spot in London's Hyde Park, called Speakers Corner.
Check it out,
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mSMhWfj4VSs
Sid
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@sidshovel - that is so cool.. thanks for sharing.
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Bill, here's a stat that may interest you.
I started a thread in General Discussion called Ai Issues, to date it has had over 1000 views. From those 1000 views only 8 different people made comments, including me.
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@sidshovel - maybe figure out a way to discourage lurkers
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You should start a thread in General Discussions Bill, I would be interested to hear others opinions and thoughts on this issue.
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@sidshovel - I could, but this is almost at the limit of me being an extrovert :)
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No worries Bill, being an introvert, is a label that's never been thrown in my direction.
I'll put it up and see if anyone can shed a light on this.
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You have to a bit of a extrovert to put out music , Though the song might be born being a introvert
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@ElvisNash -that is so very true :)
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@bhengen While I might be late to the party, I'm not late to the show! I must admit, Bill how your title struck my little birdie eye! Had to go and grab a third cup of coffee to sit and digest your lyric. I'm happy to have inspired such great poetry and song. Always an education, your songs of which the world could use more of! Now, for that listen...
"mocking futile piggies" love that! Sweet song, Bill, truly. Lovely vocal and dreamy melody. And I especially love V3.
Your devout fan,
Renee aka HummerWisdom (at the least, I hope I've gained some wisdom in this impoverished life as so much has been kept hidden from us..) 🕊️ (the dove works for me, too!)
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@HummerWisdom - Renee, thanks for the comment.. iit's aways fascinating where artist get inspiration from..it's said the lick on sweet child o' mine by guns and roses was developed in a van on the way to a gig. Slash just thought of it, then axel added the lyrics.. :)
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@bhengen Yes! Absolutely fascinating where inspiration comes from. I read something like the following once and can't recall where I read it but it went something like this: when song ideas fall from the sky, take them because if you don't, someone else will.
Renee
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@bhengen Call it crashing the party and I'm sorry, Bill if I do but thought I'd share, and not to take away from your song (as if I could) however, your song reminded me of the following song of which I just rewrote because of your song. I seldom look at old writes of which I didn't this time. This, I will be putting to song as it is much better than the lyric I originally wrote in ?? 2021-22 or thereabouts. Thanks for the reminder as I LOVE hummingbirds SO much!
MY TRUE LOVES (The Hummingbird Song)
Hangin’ out on my front porch
Saturday, the middle of June
Not one single cloud in the sky
Singin’ a lonesome tune
Bleeding hearts and butterfly bushes
Coming to full bloom
Feeders, cleaned and ready to hang
My true loves will arrive soon
[Chorus]
My true loves, where could you be now?
My true loves, I’m missing you and how
The way your wings flutter
Brings goosebumps an' butterflies
The way you move forward and backward
A miracle in disguise
That chittering sound you make
The way you descend and rise
That lovely dance you do
Before my very eyes
[Chorus]
My true loves, where could you be now?
My true loves, I’m missing you and how
Your journey is long and arduous
That much I know is true
I hope you make it here in one piece
Be mindful whatever you do
‘Cuz summer wouldn’t be summer
Without the likes of you
And the last of you I saw in September
Left my brown eyes blue
[Chorus 2x]
My true loves, where could you be now?
My true loves, I’m missing you and how
My true loves, where could you be now?
My true loves, I’m missing you and how
© 2025 Renee La Chapelle – All Rights Reserved
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@HummerWisdom - profound lyrics, hooky chorus. thanks for sharing.
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@bhengen thank you so much, Bill. Workin' out the tune now! 😍 Will post on SoundCloud.
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