How the trees intertwine, to hide that which could always be seen
Monday, December 7, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
Free Song of the Week: Daniel
Daniel by sonya kitchell
A new tune, written and recorded with friend and musician extraordinaire, Dave Palmer, out in Ojai, CA. We got together to play some music, this past week and this is what we ended up with. Hope you enjoy this sketch.
Daniel
Standin’ on the edge of town,
the one that burned your bridges down.
You need a reason to live.
Regretfully kissed her goodbye,
along with your alibi.
Don’t have much left to give.
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
Down the corridors of a lonely mind.
Walk backwards to a better place in time.
What has become of you?
What is what, and what is true.
Are you the shell? Or what’s within?
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
No weight upheld by reservations
only revery and lost expectations.
Just like a web,
that’s already woven.
Right back at this place again,
You pray to god it wont extend,
on and on perpetually.
You deny you had control,
playing games, reversing roles.
How would it feel to loose?
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
Down the corridors of a lonely mind.
Walk backwards to a better place in time.
I can see down the road ahead
paved by all the things you said
and glorious could be the way,
if that were simply something you wanted to say.
Walk backwards down the road
Walk backwards down the road
Walk backwards down the road
Again
A new tune, written and recorded with friend and musician extraordinaire, Dave Palmer, out in Ojai, CA. We got together to play some music, this past week and this is what we ended up with. Hope you enjoy this sketch.
Daniel
Standin’ on the edge of town,
the one that burned your bridges down.
You need a reason to live.
Regretfully kissed her goodbye,
along with your alibi.
Don’t have much left to give.
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
Down the corridors of a lonely mind.
Walk backwards to a better place in time.
What has become of you?
What is what, and what is true.
Are you the shell? Or what’s within?
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
No weight upheld by reservations
only revery and lost expectations.
Just like a web,
that’s already woven.
Right back at this place again,
You pray to god it wont extend,
on and on perpetually.
You deny you had control,
playing games, reversing roles.
How would it feel to loose?
Walk in the rain
Nothing to gain
From empty streets,
tread by tired feet
in the hours where only strangers meet.
Down the corridors of a lonely mind.
Walk backwards to a better place in time.
I can see down the road ahead
paved by all the things you said
and glorious could be the way,
if that were simply something you wanted to say.
Walk backwards down the road
Walk backwards down the road
Walk backwards down the road
Again
Sunday, November 29, 2009
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Monday, October 26, 2009
Free Song of the Week: Black Crow
Black Crow by sonyakitchell
Black Crow
Black Crow, he flies
over the town
and we all wonder
Will he come back? Will come back?
Tomorrow, or another day...
I watch the lights
die at the table
and I say,
Lord, please make them laugh,
so I know, that I’m able
to survive.
In this room so unimpressed
while I stand here undressed
for everyone to see.
Everyone can see,
but do they?
Or do they just project,
who they are and can’t accept
while I get caught up.
I get caught up...
In this, this crazy game,
where the wise sit back
and the foolish reign.
Well, I’m starting to realize
that we’re all just the same,
Just trying to be, just trying to be
the best we can.
I loved the ocean,
I kissed the sea
and I said, Come back,
will you come back, will you come back...
Tomorrow, or another day?
I stand so small,
atop a hill
and I say, Lord please
come to me now
for I’m empty
and only you can fill...
You can fill this emptiness
that I’ve waited and debated
how to talk about.
I said, How do I talk?
‘Cause I could change,
like they tell me that I could.
Would it really be that good?
To loose a little,
to loose more than a little...
For this, this crazy game,
Where the wise sit back
and the foolish reign.
Well, I’m starting to realize
that we’re all just the same
just trying to be, just trying to be
the best we can.
Black Crow
Black Crow, he flies
over the town
and we all wonder
Will he come back? Will come back?
Tomorrow, or another day...
I watch the lights
die at the table
and I say,
Lord, please make them laugh,
so I know, that I’m able
to survive.
In this room so unimpressed
while I stand here undressed
for everyone to see.
Everyone can see,
but do they?
Or do they just project,
who they are and can’t accept
while I get caught up.
I get caught up...
In this, this crazy game,
where the wise sit back
and the foolish reign.
Well, I’m starting to realize
that we’re all just the same,
Just trying to be, just trying to be
the best we can.
I loved the ocean,
I kissed the sea
and I said, Come back,
will you come back, will you come back...
Tomorrow, or another day?
I stand so small,
atop a hill
and I say, Lord please
come to me now
for I’m empty
and only you can fill...
You can fill this emptiness
that I’ve waited and debated
how to talk about.
I said, How do I talk?
‘Cause I could change,
like they tell me that I could.
Would it really be that good?
To loose a little,
to loose more than a little...
For this, this crazy game,
Where the wise sit back
and the foolish reign.
Well, I’m starting to realize
that we’re all just the same
just trying to be, just trying to be
the best we can.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
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