Chris sat outside staring at a tree with his guitar in his hands. Why couldn't he think of a song? This was starting to get frustrating. Was it because now it was like an assignment? Usually he didn't have an issue writing songs. He plucked a few of the strings and sighed in frustration. Work brain work.

After some time he gave up and started playing randomly and hoping that lyrics or something would come to him. Maybe it could be without lyrics though.. Hmmm...a thought to consider.