Don't Just Generate a Voice. Direct One.

Instructions

An upbeat feel-good indie pop song in G major at 122 BPM. Bright acoustic guitar strumming, handclaps, warm layered vocal harmonies, punchy live drums. Male lead vocal, sunny and open. Build to a big singalong chorus.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Coffee going cold on the dashboard tray Six in the morning and we drove away No map on the seat and no plan in mind Left all the heavy stuff back behind [Chorus] Ooh, we got the whole sky Ooh, and the whole day Nothing left to figure out Nothing left to say Ooh, roll the windows down Let the summer play We got the whole sky And the whole day [Verse 2] You sang every word to a song you don't know Made up the rest, let the melody go Laughing so hard that we missed the turn Some kind of joy that you never unlearn [Bridge] Take the long way, take the wrong way Take the road that no one takes Every mile we're getting younger Every mile the morning breaks

Instructions

A slow, aching acoustic folk ballad at 68 BPM in D minor. Fingerpicked nylon guitar, soft brushed drums entering at the chorus, distant cello swell. Female vocal, breathy and close-mic'd, restrained. Sparse and intimate, never big. Fade out on guitar alone.

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Half the closet's empty now Kept your side just how you left Coffee cup with lipstick gone Still I make the second cup [Chorus] And I'm learning how to sleep On the middle of the bed Learning how the quiet sounds When there's no one left to tell [Verse 2] Neighbours ask, I say I'm fine Practiced it a hundred times Even got the smile right Even got the timing right [Outro] Learning how the quiet sounds Learning how the quiet sounds

Instructions

An aggressive motivational hip-hop anthem at 148 BPM in F minor. Heavy 808 sub-bass, sharp triplet hi-hats, distorted brass stabs, cinematic string ostinato under the chorus. Male vocal, hard and commanding, gang-vocal shouts on the hook. Massive and relentless.

Lyrics

[Intro] Nobody's coming. Nobody's coming. [Verse 1] Alarm at four and the world still black No one clapping when you're on the mat Bar on the chest and it's fighting back That's the whole story, that's the whole track [Chorus] ONE MORE — when the arms give out ONE MORE — when you wanna sit down ONE MORE — nobody's counting now That's how you build it, that's how you build it [Verse 2] Talent's a rumour, discipline's proof Everyone's loud till it's under the roof Ten thousand quiet, one loud day That's the only trade that ever pays [Bridge] Not for the mirror, not for the crowd Not for the ones who were never around