Sometimes I have chords and a melody but the words, the subject of the song, won’t surface. I usually ask Sue to listen and tell me what she feels. I’m still surprised when, five seconds in, she turns and tells me exactly what I was thinking but couldn’t put into words.
One of the best parts of traveling is the peaceful time after dark but before you arrive, when it’s just the quiet and the moon and the ones you love most.
peace can be a fleeting thing
reach out
and it flies away
having you here with me
this peace
as we end our day
moon through our windows
shining in our eyes
paints a peaceful path to light our way
something on the radio
we sing
the harmony is sweet
doesn’t matter where we are
you have me
and you make me complete
light in our life
shining in our hearts
paints a peaceful path down any street
peace is such a precious thing
this night
of still serenity
a warm bed and peaceful dreams
smiling friends
awaiting you and me
moon through our windows
shining in our eyes
paints a peaceful path we’ll always see
peace can be a fleeting thing
reach out
and hold it here with me
I LOVE “the path”. I can’t place what the melody evokes, but it is something from the 60’s (I think). LOVE it, LOVE it, LOVE it.
You’re hearing my intentional Beatle-ification. I’ve been studying John and Paul’s use of unusual chord progressions and I’m basing my work this month on it.