Category Archives: Songwriting

Weave The Darkness Bright: 52 Songs In 52 Weeks — Song #11

“Weave The Darkness Bright” is the eleventh song in my series “52 Songs In 52 Weeks.”  I wrote and recorded it on July 1, 2014.   I tried to leave a lot of space in this song.  It’s also got a string section.  If you like the song, please share it on your social site of choice.

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Lyrics

She never wanted to grow old
He told her never to grow old

He never wanted to grow cold
She told him never let your heart grown cold
No.

Chorus
Yes, we leave
We leave tonight
And we’ll weave the darkness bright

Since we could be anywhere
We should go anywhere

Is all of life bought and sold?
Not all of it is bought with gold
No.

Chorus
Yes, we leave
We leave tonight
And we’ll weave the darkness bright

Devastated Hearts (Heal On The Dance Floor) — Song #10

“Devastated Hearts (Heal On The Dance Floor)” is the tenth song in my songwriting series called “52 Songs In 52 Weeks.” Whew. Only 42 more to go. Isn’t that the meaning of life, the universe, and everything? 42? If you like the song, please share it on your favorite social media site.

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Lyrics
Gravity ends its long oppression
Shadows and light break all the rules
On these wings born of depression
Breaking free from the traps
Of life and school

Clear our mind
With pulsing blood
Calling out a new beginning
Starting scared and pushing hard
Can’t help it now
Can’t stop from grinning

Chorus
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor

Broadcast dreams
Shatter the dancers
Aching blues built hour by hour
Pundits talk but offer no answers
Shadows and light break all the rules

Chorus
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor
Heal on the dancefloor

Solo

Chorus
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor
Devastated hearts dance in rhythm
Devastated hearts heal on the dance floor

Heal on the dance floor
Heal on the dance floor
Heal on the dance floor
Heal on the dance floor

Summertime Ice Cream Sandwich Song — Song #8

This is the eighth song in my series called “52 Songs In 52 Weeks.” If you like it, share in on your favorite social site. Thanks.

Lyrics
I was walking down the street just the other day
The kind with the big ditches on either side
It felt like it might rain

It was around three in the afternoon
I was barefoot
Walking on the asphalt, which was quite hot
But this was not unexpected
It was just part of the drill

So I was headed to the store
For an ice cream treat
I was torn between a banana and fudge bombstik and a classic ice cream sandwich

Mmm. What’ll it be? What’ll it be? What’ll it be?

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

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