Oh yeeeeah this is doing better than I expected. It looks like I’ll have to adhere to a minimal standard or else embarrass myself *hides really shitty recording he was considering uploading*
@07CobaltGirl I don’t know if I ever mentioned this, but I spent the majority of my early life in music… mainly piano plus a couple of other things. It was by far and away my strongest subject in school. Everybody thought I was going to pursue a life as a musician… so when I announced I was going to med school nobody saw it coming 
My classical education hasn’t limited me to that though, as I said I listen to (and therefore also write) a loooot of stuff.
@partario A song about a horse huh? I happen to have one right here. The recording is so terrible I am not going to share it (I can play, but my singing leaves a lot to be desired). Actually I might record it again down the track, once I get my piano tuned, or if I visit my brother and use his gear… he’s the professional musician.
So for now, these are the lyrics. Think modern, energetic…uh… garage rock meets musical. Yeah, that should do it. Also naturally please donut steel, it’s guaranteed original and stuff and I wrote this back in 2012, as the datestamp on my hard drive copy indicates.
Reckless Young Colt
Reckless young colt,
Why don’t you stop,
For just a heartbeat or seven?
Hasty of hoof,
Raw and uncouth,
Just as erratic as ever,
There’s such a thing as walking but you hop,
And you skip and you jump,
If you keep on running like that you’re gonna get hurt, and who’d be to blame but you and you alone,
(But you don’t care, do you?)
I don’t know you burn like that, but may that fire inside you warm your home away from home,
(Where all the wild things roam,)
I don’t have a million eyes to watch you all the time,
So I rope you and hope you stay in line,
Secretly I only wish your legs would find their stride,
And run, run away, far, far away,
Hold your horses,
Round the corners,
Else you might slip, trip and slide,
Now you must learn,
Life’s twists and turns,
You’re in for one hell of a ride,
Coz you’ve the heart of a million men it’s hard to gauge your talent,
But when you prance with that gleam in your eye, you seem like the heir apparent,
If you put your all into it you could race with a pace infernal,
The world is your oyster, so grab that mother-of-a-pearl,
Reckless young colt,
Don’t ever stop,
You’ll always be precious to me,
But I couldn’t keep,
You on a leash,
So may you forever run free.
)
My classical education hasn’t limited me to that though, as I said I listen to (and therefore also write) a loooot of stuff.
