Letters You Never Read (FAWM 2011 #10)

Terry is becoming quite a lyricist. He shared these with me and let me put them to music.

Listen to ‘Letters You Never Read’

Letters you Never Read

Verse 1
Every day I wrote in the early light
Onto pages my feelings just for you
Kept them tucked away; hidden from view
In a box all tied up with a string

Chorus
A head full of words you never heard
A soul full of feelings you never felt
A heart full of love you never knew
A fist full of letters you never read

Verse 2
When we met that day in the park
My heart saw a far off distant glow
The start of something that could be
Kept it safe by closing the door

Chorus

Verse 3
All the things I wanted to say to you
Float around in my head constantly
I never let them across my lips
A secret kept way down in my soul

Bridge
All these feeling kept locked away
Spilling out onto the page today
All these feeling kept locked away
Spilling out onto the page today

Brand New Starting From Scratch (FAWM 2011 #5)

Finished another song; this on a collaboration with Terry ‘Pegleg’ Wilson. Terry wrote a bass line and then started talking about a time in his life when he was driving from an old life that wasn’t doing him any good to a new job in a new place. Sue took notes as he was talking, and we put most of what he said into the lyrics.

At one point as he was telling the story he paused and said, “It was all about, you know, ” and as he said “brand new start” I said “starting from scratch” and I heard “brand new starting from scratch” and couldn’t get the nonsensical phrase out of my head.

Terry was supposed to do the bridge as a sort of spoken internal monologue but we both forgot.

Listen to ‘Brand New Starting from Scratch’

Lyrics

driving alone through miles and miles of grass
windows are open and the radio is blasting
a hurricane blowing as the phone poles go flying past

good vibrations in the soles of my feet
backpack full of hope beside me on the seat
getting that gig would make a perfect day complete

not running away but I don’t wanna come back
just getting through a rough patch
it might pay off or it might pan out
brand new starting from scratch

what I see in the mirror’s what’s through the windscreen
under the wheels of this muscle machine
but if I have to go back I know it really ain’t the same scene

not running away but I don’t wanna come back
just getting through a rough patch
it might pay off or it might pan out
brand new starting from scratch

I’m not leaving her; we were already strangers
it was just the right time for a change

driving alone down miles of interstate
it’s all in my hands; I don’t believe in fate
I’m gonna make it happen and no one’s gonna make me wait

not running away but I don’t wanna come back
just getting through a rough patch
it might pay off or it might pan out
brand new starting from scratch