Songs With High Notes Novels & Stories

Fuck! -"Give me your hand, I'll show you things you've never done. Hold my head, I'll make you feel like you've never felt before." The song reaches its peak, as the notes are played fervently, and his voice gains more pressure. My body is shivering, wanting to feel the same intensity of his voice against my skin.

Ugh, I just wanted to clear my mind. I took a deep sigh and closed my eyes. I let the sound of the busy streets at the ground of this high condominium filled the air. I was used to this ambient but it's too dragging. Sometimes I wanted to hear noises that could distract me, although I'm not into parties. I mean, everyone wanted to hear a different kind of sound. Mine? I want— My mind stopped from thinking when I heard someone singing from where I was. I knew the song just by hearing the first verse and it started with "You're just too good to be true."

You realize everything you need is inside you. That line in MGK's part made me remember myself but I shook it off. My next song was High Hopes by Panic! At the disco. That song was a vibe! I even stood up to dance a little. Actually, I danced and danced away from my seat. I only realized it when the song ended. I shrugged and decided to forget it and enjoy my time in the library. I was about to play River by Eminem featuring Ed Sheeran when a song filtered into my Bluetooth ear buds. Oh my God,

At times, it sounded like a soft breeze blowing on the face, sometimes it sounded like a wave of fierce slaps, like a mighty army that went on an expedition and a killing spree! When the song was played and enacted by masters of their craft, it could make people who were listening feel nervous and uncomfortable. However, in Luna’s hands, weaving Chi into the notes and using the Sky-Devil Zither, the song became even more worthy of the name itself, as the sound waves from the zither had literally killed… And there had even been sonic booms from it! More than half the song had been played. At this moment… Strum! With a high pitch note, the master of the instrument shot out to kill.

The familiar feel of the keys under my fingertips is comforting. Taking a deep breath, I begin to play my second favorite song. Lost Girls. The notes flow effortlessly, each one resonating with the emotions swirling within me. As the melody fills the room, I feel a tear escape and slide down my cheek. This song has always been special to me, a reflection of my journey and my struggles. It carries the weight of my past and the hope of my future. My number one favorite song doesn’t hold hope, but Lost Girls does. Because the rawness in the lyrics and beats, they start out sad, and it only seems like it can only get sadder. Then the chorus towards the end, before the final lines... gives you ho

I looked away. "You didn't listened, did you?!" He sighed. "Of course I did" " Tell me anything. Songs were in Hindi or English? Who was the singer? Anything?." "First of all you can't interrogate me like that. English songs" I guessed and he nodded happily "ummm.... A girl was singing. High notes" Armaan burst into the laughter pointing at Kevin. Kevin looked down. "What?!" I asked Armaan. "I sang those songs. I am that girl with high notes" he whispered. Armaan still laughing.

, after playing the first string, he could not stop. However, he stopped at this moment, and the crowd was puzzled, when suddenly, he was seen plucking out another string, and this one was a bit higher than the previous one, and similarly transformed into a red sound wave and attacked, followed by a third sound once again. The crowd listened to him so that he broke the three consecutive sound of the zither, a little understanding of the rhythm of the people, immediately heard that this is the "ambush on all sides" of the opening, ambush on all sides of the song is exceptionally intense, as the socalled high and low, so this song is more suitable for attacking the zither but.

There's that song he'd always sing for me when he took me the swings. "Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Valentine". He's singing it again this time and I'm still giggling on the swing, the wind lifting strands of my long hair everywhere all around me. "Higher". I call out. He does just that, pushing me so much higher that I squeal in pure delight. Oh I love going high. It makes me feel like I could join the birds flying up there, high in the sky. "Higher!!!!". I squeal again and indeed, high we go. But this time, it's just a bit too much for me as I feel myself bounce back in the seat uncomfortably as I descend.

I call out. I had chosen, Give me more, by Doja cat, Big Boy by SZA and finally Work Song by Hozier. Crazy three songs but I love them. Zane didn't know all the words in Doja Cat's music, but I knew and I kept singing, while he just hummed and grunt beside me, but not stopping. On the third music, I was so invested in the lyrics and since it was a slow song, Zane and I had found our bodies closer to the other.

Adaline Point of View "You take me higheeeeeeeer, higher than I've ever beeeen." I scream, lettting Rihanna's Higher flow through me beautifully. The Irony of the song is who ever takes me higher, feel so high in love, all I can think is it's a long way to fall, nevertheless, I sing. "Truth or dare?" Zoe asks, and I grin, because, you see, we are drunk, I on dark rum, and she on, vodks, we are stupidly drunk, but we have no worries, we can be stupidly drunk as we eat pizza.