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Wet sidewalks, morning sun
Fresh coffee, day's begun
Whistle a bright tune, clouds roll away
Happy just to start a new day.
Birds singing, rainbow near
Soft breezes, air so clear
All that's behind, now looks far away
Happy just to start a new day.
Long nights without a star
Old wounds that left their scar
Past troubles seem so far
Today and tomorrow- that's who we are.
Blue skies and walking slow
Trees shedding leaves below
Yesterday's debt- there's no need to pay
Happy just to start a new day.
Melodies haunt my dreams and magical evening light
Mysteries and surprises- chasing me through the night.
The dark and all her secrets; the stars glow- then they die
The moonlight bathes the heavens 'til morning opens the sky.
Wet sidewalks, morning sun
Fresh coffee, day's begun
Whistle a bright tune, clouds roll away
Happy just to start a new day.
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Stay Near
04:00
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Hand in hand we walked the road to its end
Heart to heart, we sang, we laughed, best of friends
I know you'll hear me if I call out at night
So please stay near me 'til I'm sure I'm alright
If I'm slipping away as day appears- stay near, stay near.
From the start, it felt like you knew me well
Songs we sang, and all the stories we'd tell
I hear you playing; I can still see you smile
My friends keep saying, "This will pass in awhile"
If I'm losing the fight and night is here- stay near, stay near.
Years from now the time we had will be there
Such a gift, the kind I know I should share
Your spirit whispers- "Right now I'm close to you"
I hear it somehow; I know I'll make it through
If I struggle and cry, stand by, speak clear- stay near, stay near.
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The Hook
04:04
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Begin with a phrase in a place it belongs
It works well when simple and reasonably strong
A nod at the title, don't say it outright
Best save it for later, de-lay the de-light...
Now here's the hook, a sweet refrain
This is the part meant to stick in the brain
Less than a song, but even so
The hook is what lives on and on and it won't let go.
Some songs will tell a story 'bout hopes or doubts or fears
The folly and the glory, the days turning to years
Yet in the search for meaning, no song can be a book
The tunes that linger longest have people humming their hook.
Here comes the hook, that sweet refrain
This is the part meant to stick in the brain
Less than a song, but even so
The hook is what lives on and on and it won't let go.
A twist and then the bridge goes from light into the dark
When all is sung and done though, the hook is what leaves its mark.
It's back the hook, one sweet refrain
This is the part meant to stick in the brain
Less than a song, but even so
The hook is what lives on and on and it won't let go.
The love that makes the heart sing, the loss that takes its toll
The romance and the parting fuel songs that touch a soul
Yet in the end both stories have been so often told
The words can slip away but, a hook resists getting old.
Enjoy the hook, the last refrain
This is the part meant to stick in the brain
Less than a song, but even so
The hook is what lives on and on and it won't let go.
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Everything Is New
02:26
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The day was clear, the sun was shining, the sky was bright and blue
Then came the moment, your life beginning, and I looked down at you
A moment of magic, it felt like a dream, though this one had come true
The light of morning, and hearing my heartbeat, yes, everything seemed new.
The night was cool, the stars were hiding, the moon was not in view
And through the hours, ending your first day, the wonder grew and grew
That day of wonder spilled into the next and when the week was through
The music, laughter, the touch of a loved one, still everything seemed new
My spirits rise with each new morn
They soar, they fly! Through the eyes of my newborn.
Now time goes by, a blessing each new day to feel the way I do
No more a mystery, it's clear what happened, your life itself the clue
The magic, wonder, the mystery and more, are mine because of you
The warmth of smiles, the air in springtime
The joy of a child, the scent of each tall pine
Mine for awhile or here for a lifetime, now everything seems new.
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5. |
Pun'kin
03:57
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Had a tune inside my head for awhile
A funky melody that lead me to smile
When I realized it was a blues
It lead me to the chords that I would choose
As notes clunked around in the head, the intervals told me
There's so much of Monk-in this why not call in 'Pun'kin?
Soon I started funnin' 'round with rhymes
And runnin' with the punnin' ones that I'd find
Like "Have you seen a bed that's been de-bunked?"
Which rhymed with several other lines I'd thunked
And then when I reached the V chord, it finally sunk in
The word that will rhyme just fine in this line is 'Pun'kin.
Sunk into a funk; a verse still to do
Realized the answer lies with the blues
Sunk or funk? Repeat some words to complete
'Cause blues are known to be replete with repeats
And now with the lyric complete, and sweet as a pumpkin
The fun and the puns are done with this one called 'Pun'kin
Had a tune inside my head for awhile
A funky melody that lead me to smile
When I realized it was a blues
It lead me to the chords that I would choose
As notes clunked around in the head, the intervals told me
There's so much of Monk-in this why not call in 'Pun'kin?
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The Muse
02:57
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The sound that I hear is the song in my soul
It sings in my ear and has me in control
I never know how or when it will appear
Exciting, inviting, and drawing me near.
The muse is beside me and guides me along
This magic inside me that never feels wrong
Whenever it visits the message is clear
Entrancing, romancing, and drawing me near.
The spell takes a hold and it won't let me go
Like waves in the ocean I'm part of the flow
Soon I am traveling long on a path and I'm not sure where it leads or when I'll get back.
The moment is gone and the cast is complete
The taste lingers on with the ending still sweet
Whatever passed through me, some part remains here
Alarming, disarming, and drawing me near.
The spell takes a hold and it won't let me go
Like waves in the ocean I'm part of the flow
Soon I am traveling long on a path and I'm not sure where it leads or when I'll get back.
The muse is beside me and guides me along
This magic inside me that never feels wrong
Whenever it visits the message is clear
Entrancing, romancing, and drawing me near.
Exciting, inviting, and drawing me near
Alarming, disarming, and drawing me near.
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7. |
Without
02:38
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Without your smile
My world seems gray
When you're not near me
I can lose my way.
Without your touch
Life feels so cold
As morning breaks through
The day's already old.
Don't ask me why
Don't try to guess
Don't understand
Just let me confess.
Without you here
The clock stands still
My days grow dark and
Stay that way until...
I'm with you not without.
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8. |
Jump Street
03:18
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From night to day the music plays away
The saxophones a'singing and a'swinging
They hop and bop until they stop to drop
The trumpets just a'roaring and a'soaring
It's the sound that people love to hear
They come from far and near to cheer
The melodies so high and clear
You know you've reached the place they all call Jump Street.
The sounds are cool and here there are no rules
The syncopated is anticipated
They'll start a chart but if it's got no heart
They'll hypnotize you while they improvise through
Every tune is a discovery
The bass and drums weave a tapestry
Rhythm, harmony, and melody
Friends will meet and feel the beat at Jump Street.
The bandstand jumps, the people grin
Piano player takes a spin
Guitar and vibes just hop right in
There's magic in this music.
The sun goes down and so begins the sound
Jammin' and a'pickin' and a'kickin'
The fun's not done 'til you see the sun
The trick is try to stick the day's last lick in
And when the time has come to quit
They hit the lights but the crowd won't split
One by one, bit by bit, they sit
Don't leave your seats you'll miss the treats at Jump Street.
The bandstand jumps the people grin
Piano player takes a spin
Guitar and vibes just hop right in
There's magic in this music.
The sun goes down and so begins the sound
Jammin' and a'pickin' and a'kickin'
The fun's not done 'til you see the sun
The trick is try to stick the day's last lick in
And when the time has come to quit
They hit the lights but the crowd won't split
One by one, bit by bit, they sit
Don't leave your seats you'll miss the treats at Jump Street
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Patrick Barton New Jersey
At the start of my eighth decade, the time is right for a collection of eight diverse songs, selected to feature my daughter's voice AND to represent each of my musical lives. In these tunes, I hope you'll hear the influence of each of the musical genres that have shaped me, beginning in 1963, when I realized how much music made life worth living. ... more
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