Sandra in the Snow
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
A Note from the Past
Maiden voyage echoes across the room and falls into my lap, like a silent prayer whispering, “You are whole.”
I look down and see that I am two parts; everything has a pair, just like the two white lilies that smiled side by side at the base of my bed. I have two legs, two feet, two hands, two hips, two eyes, two cheeks, to lips, rested perfectly on top of the other. Right here in the only constant partnership… I am complete.
The song swirls gently around each captive listener as Herbie continues to give.
“Thank you,” I mutter quietly to no one in particular and everyone.
This moment will pass. I’ll find it again, I’ll lose it again, but it will always have been here.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
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
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
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