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Johnny Marr Seaside Blues: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #7

“Johnny Marr Seaside Blues” is the seventh song in my song challenge “52 Songs in 52 Weeks.” The song is a tribute to the Smiths. I name check Johnny Marr and Morrissey in the song, but had trouble lyrically fitting in Mike Joyce and Andy Rourke. No slight is intended fellas. Thanks y’all. If you like the song, please share it on your social media of choice.

Lyrics
Johnny Marr would play that math guitar
Shimmering through the darkness
Sine waves shattering darkness
Morrissey would sing away those young man sea side blues

Little town
Falling down around me
Sliding into the sea
My seaside blues they would accrue
Like letters in a mailbox

Chorus
Oh! Seaside blues
Oh! Seaside blues

Johnny Marr would play that math guitar
Shimmering through the darkness
Sine waves shattering darkness
Morrissey would sing away those young man sea side blues

Chorus
Oh! Seaside blues
Oh! Seaside blues

Bridge
All the words are changing
Yes they fly away
The waves crash toward the shore
wind and spray

All the words are changing
Yes they fly away
The waves crash to the shore
Until they’re blue no more
Forever blue

Days Of Clementine: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #6

“Days Of Clementine” is the sixth song in my songwriting series called “52 Songs in 52 Weeks.” I started writing “Days Of Clementine” on Sunday, April 27, 2014, and finished writing and recording it on Monday, May 19, 2014. If you like the song, please re-share it on your social media outlets of choice.

Lyrics
It’s the days of lock-and-load honesty
The days of sunny-side lies
The days of using all the water
And other environmental crimes

It’s the days of doing the laundry
It’s the days of folding the sheets
It’s the days of tinfoil crop circles
And riots in the streets

It’s the days of Internet chat rooms
The days of mud-caked feet
It’s the days of wonder and glory
It’s the days before the hipster retreat

Chorus
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine

It’s the days where sabers rattle
Where planes just disappear
It’s the days of ferries sinking
It’s the days of grief and tears

It’s the days walking on the boardwalk
It’s the days of summertime heat
It’s an age of gutless wonders
It’s the days of indiscreet

Chorus
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine

It’s the hours of seeking pleasure
It’s the days of praying for rain
It’s the days of sleeping together
It’s the nights fighting again

It’s the days of a runaway atmosphere
It’s the days of beer and wine
It’s the days of adopting a baby
It’s the days of standing in line

Chorus
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine

It’s the days of voyeur friendship
It’s the days of ironing for work
It’s the days of sitting in traffic
It’s the days of driving like a jerk

It’s the days of hearing the angels sing
It’s the days of running to ground
It’s the days we get together
When no one comes around

Chorus
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine
It’s the days of Clementine

Friend: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #5

“Friend” is the fifth song in my songwriting series called “52 Songs in 52 Weeks.” I started writing “Friend” on Sunday, February 23, 2014, and finished writing and recording it on Tuesday, May 20, 2014. If you like the song, please re-share it on your social media outlets of choice.

Lyrics
Friend – you are a friend to me
Friend – best that could ever be
Til the end – you are a friend, I see
Sent – you were sent to me

Chorus
You are a friend – so good to me
You are a friend – in times of need
You are a friend – a sheltering tree
You are my friend

Friend – you are a gift to me
Friend – when I can’t get free
You don’t pretend that it’s all easy
Lent – you were lent to me

Chorus
You are a friend – so good to me
You are a friend – in times of need
You are a friend – a sheltering tree
You are my friend

Friend – beginnings without end
Friend – through the night, against the wind
Til the end – you are a friend, I see
Friend – I will be there when you need

Chorus
You are a friend – so good to me
You are a friend – in times of need
You are a friend – a sheltering tree
You are my friend

In A Dream: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #4

“In A Dream” is the fourth song in a series I have optimistically called “52 Songs in 52 Weeks.” I’m 1/13th of the way there.

If you like the song, please re-share it on your social media outlet of choice.

I started writing “In A Dream” in the early 2000s and finally finished it on Thursday, February 20, 2014.

Lyrics
I’ve been here before
In a dream, in a dream
In a dream, in a dream

Trying to recall a scene of a dream
From a dream, from a dream

Pre-chorus
Yes, I know where I go
What I know
When I’m dreaming of this place
Yes, I know what I know
Where I go
When I’m dreaming in this place

Chorus
I’m dreaming
Dreaming
I’m dreaming in this place

Flashing on a screen
Memory and dream, memory and dream
Suspended in between
Seen and unseen, seen and unseen

Pre-chorus
Yes, I know where I go
What I know
When I’m dreaming of this place
Yes, I know where I go
What I know
When I’m dreaming in this place
I’m dreaming
Dreaming
Dreaming of this place

Chorus
I’m dreaming
Dreaming
Dreaming of this place

Trying To Make It Through: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #3

“Trying To Make It Through” is the third demo in my songwriting series called 52 Songs In 52 Weeks. It has a bit of a Latin flavor. If you like it, share it. The song is a free download for about a week. After that, it will be available for sale.

Trying To Make It Through (Lyrics)
Lights dance at your feet
You’re looking for your friends
Running through the streets
When the police show up the party ends

Trying to get there
Trying to get there, oo
Trying to get there
Trying to make it through
Trying to make it through

Scrambling up a fence
Landing hard in someone’s neat back yard
Motion sensor, dogs are barking
Dogs are coming at you

Trying to get there
Trying to get there, oo
Trying to get there
Trying to make it through
Trying to make it through

You can hear their voices now
They’ve focused in you somehow
Hiding in the darkness
Trying not to breathe

Trying to get there
Trying to get there, oo
Trying to get there
Trying to make it through
Gotta make it through

Once you’re sure they’ve gone
You walk swiftly through the night
On the edges, in the shadows
Scanning left and right…

Trying to get there
Trying to get there, oo
Trying to get there
Trying to make it through
Trying to make it through
Trying to make it through

Where My Runners At? (The Expeditor Song): 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #2

“Where My Runners At? (The Expeditor Song)” is the second song in a series I have optimistically called “52 songs in 52 weeks.” My goal is to write and record a song a week for a year. Each demo will be a free download for a few days, and then available for sale after that.

I began writing “Where My Runners At? (The Expeditor Song)” in December and finished this demo on January 26, 2014.

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Alice (Headed For Wonderland): 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #1

This is the first song in a series I have optimistically called “52 songs in 52 weeks.” My goal is to write and record a song a week for a year. Each demo will be a free download for a few days, and then available for sale after that.

I wrote “Alice (Headed For Wonderland)” on January 12 and 13.  The recording is from January 13, 2014.

Alice (Headed For Wonderland)
Last time I saw Alice
She was headed for Wonderland
I was between places
Resting my head on the sand

Watching the airships glimmer in the sky
And counting the barges chugging by

She could hold all of summer
She just opened up her hands
She gave me a keepsake
Winking, “I’ll see you when I can.”

Boy, I’m sailing away on a merchant ship
From the harbor soon she and I will slip

Would you care for some company there at sea?
Cause I could come with you wherever that might be
Alice shook her head laughing
Her hair fell long and free
She said this in parting, “I may yet send for thee.”

Now she’s over the waves of the flintlock sea
Headed for Wonderland is she