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YOU ALWAYS RETURN

What words could she write? She always began to write lyrics by scrawling anything that came to mind. She searched for words to explain how her “ache” felt and they came to her. The new lyrics held exquisite rhymes, never an easy feat for a songwriter. She always avoided clichés whenever possible. Her song was born! She felt amazement that no chords or melody had ever existed for this song before; it was completely new. She had a lot of difficulty playing her song without crying.
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I ALWAYS KNEW THAT I HAD YOU

I had focused so much on losing my mother incrementally to her dementia. Now I had my father to think about. The aching feeling in my heart spread like tentacles throughout my body. I wasn’t sure what the ache was about. I thought about what I would write.
Then I heard music playing and realized that the words I was searching for had already been written. I decided that my recent song “You Were There,” applied to my father as well.
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YOU’LL SURROUND ME IN THE BREEZE

I remembered how Jason’s tiny body would comfortably lay my chest. His tousled, light brown hair would tickle my cheek as his soft head rested upon my shoulder. As the memory came to me, I felt grief tear through my heart. I gasped as it quickly rushed out of me and into the breeze. A single tear trickled down my cheek. I left the cemetery. There were no more tears.
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NO WORDS FOR YOU-PART 1

I am a singer/songwriter clearly who was influenced by the music of the 1970’s. One of the songs I used to sing was “Where Have All the Flowers Gone?” I’m certain that was my inspiration for “No Words” was that song. My three stanzas were written when I was probably seventeen years old. I did not remember any of the melody except perhaps for the very first line. Continue reading

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