Create New Lyrics On The Fly – Mad Chaos: July 2, 1998

Finding Songs For Dedications CD

Leaving Lyssa to catch a train home from Sydney, I headed by myself for HMV.  Upon picking CDs I began my search for music.  Listening to a new CD that was from ‘II D Extreme’ but was called ‘From I Extreme II another’.  I started to feel remorseful and almost a tear protruded from my eye.  The song was called ‘If I Knew Then (What I Know Now)’ and it sings truth at this particular moment.  

This was definitely one of the songs for my CD.  Feeling it necessary to bring it home I brought over R. Kelly, which I knew I needed.  I then bought them on my Credit Card.  That’s not a bad thing because the same amount of money will be paid off this Monday.

Happy with my selection after an hour of reviewing I headed for the train station, but knew it was too early to leave.  

Visiting The Cobra Retail Store

Heading back for Centrepoint I remembered Lyssa telling me of a shop called Cobra, which was having a big sale.  So big was the sale that they had a guard at the front door and a long line.  Trying to locate the store, I traveled where I thought Lyssa mentioned it to be but gave up my efforts.  On my way out I came across the store, noticing a line waiting to walk in.

Jumping into the line I waited a couple of minutes and then barged in.  The line was well deserved, as it was hard to walk around.  Almost giving up after an effortless search, I found a jacket for $80 which I thought Lyssa was talking about when she mentioned the store.  I thought it was great.  Maybe I will buy it.  Finding it overcrowded I walked out of the store and then headed for St. James station.

Train From Sydney To Campbelltown

Buying myself a milky drink with Lyssa’s money I sat down to wait for my train.  Four trains passed.  I was getting annoyed because mine hadn’t turned up yet.  Finally getting agitated past reconciliation, I jumped on a train headed for Central hoping I would have better luck there.  

One train passed until mine came up.  Delighted, I jumped onto the train.  Both levels were taken.  After trying to find an available seat, I planted myself near the doors, keeping in mind there was a girl upstairs with ferocious legs (I’m male.  I can’t help it).

Sitting myself down, time passed, as I humored myself by breathing (well there’s nothing funny about boredom).  There was a fair girl sitting next to me in the elderly or disabled person seat.  With a metal bar stretching to the roof, I imagined this was for the elderly to grip for when they spring up… very slowly.  

Everyone but me had a book to read.  

Feeling left out I got out my CD booklet and started invigoratingly reading.  Looking around, most of the people were falling asleep.  So not wanting to follow trade I put my little booklet away.

The Girl With The Perfectly-Shaped Legs

Reaching Holsworthy, I was puzzled as to why fair groups of people were jumping off here.  Regardless, finding a vacant seat upstairs facing our direction, I was contented to find a seat adjacent to the girl with the perfectly shaped legs, crossing each other and adorning some black stockings that didn’t take anything from the imagination but rather added to it.  

Finding excuses to pick up and put down my bag on her side and occasionally glancing over, the young 19 year old didn’t look disconcerted with my actions.  Rather, she picked up pen and paper.  Instantaneously my imagination thought with every flick of the pen, she was writing a letter for me in the preparation to hand it to me at the end of the trip.  

So much I thought the letter might have been for me I started thinking, “I should accept the letter not to discomfort her and then not read it.”  

Jumping up at Minto, I thought, “Why live here” and was mortified when I didn’t receive anything.  Well not really, it didn’t really bother me but my imagination and fantasies were on the loose for a short while.  Damning my position on the train being too far from the platform, I was the last person to exit the station at Campbelltown.

Noting it would take forty minutes to catch a bus, I headed home on foot.  Passing Pizza Hut, I noted Holly’s friend once again, the same girl I saw on the night of ‘Deep Impact’.  Ameliorate my actions when I looked like I didn’t say hello when I sat next to her.  Pleased to see me sitting down, I conversed with her about Pizza Hut, about Holly, and then informed her why I didn’t say hello properly that night.  Having a little laugh with her, I was on my way home, treading the path of darkness beneath my feet.

Write New Song Lyrics On The Fly

On the way home I was reciting some lyrics in my head.  After repeated stimulus, I came up with some of a verse.  Remembering all this, I then made up part of a Chorus and sounding good I was hurrying home for my computer.  

Walking to my door, I heard the phone ring and knew it was Lyssa.  Trying to unlock the door quickly to sound the alarm, I was unlucky.  Dad answered the phone.  It was Lyssa but she was now gone.  

Taking this to my advantage I turned the computer on.  For 10 minutes I wrote down what I knew of the song.  For the next 10 minutes I added some extra lines and made up an extravagant first verse and remarkable Chorus.  

Short Chat With Lyssa

Calling Lyssa now I was in more of a mood to talk with her.  Even though the computer was on in the background, we talked for half an hour about how she didn’t go walking and how my adventure was like in the City.  Lyssa met up with Kiley on the train today and Velda was already on it.  Lyssa didn’t want to sit with Velda (she’s a druggo now), but she was forced to.  

Lyssa and I said goodnight to each other.  As usual, Lyssa would call me tomorrow at the same time as usual.  Having talked or seen each other every single day of our mutual lives, I don’t see this as astonishing.