Song of the Day No. 16

"Writing Songs"

Writing songs is very hard.
Don't ever try to do it.
You are only sure to fail.
Everyone'll know you blew it.

Playing guitar is very hard.
Do not attempt to do it.
Yoy will only play the fool.
Eveyone'll say you blew it.

James

Song of the Day No. 15

Don't go to sleep, whatever you do
Here in the deep, vast and blue.
Keep your head above the surface
To be dead is no great service.
Don't get grim reaped when we need you.

Yes, we need you.
Whoever you are, we need you.

We all shared a laugh in the waterless sea
Afloat on a raft so endlessly.
Don't get ill if you can help it
Just be still and watch the swelling.
I can't steer this craft; don't look at me!

We need you.
Whoever you are, we need you.

James

Song of the Day No. 14

Bad, bad, bad, bad blues.
Got them blues so bad.
Bad, bad, bad, bad blues.
Got them blues so bad.
I'm so sad and lonely,
Lost the only girl I had.

Las' night I lost an ear;
Today I lost an eye.
They both just disappeared;
I may never know why.
Bad, bad, bad, bad blues &ct.

I always been mistreated;
I always been put down.
I'm always gettin' cheated,
Abused and pushed around.
Bad, bad, bad, bad blues &ct.

Las' night I seen a lion
With a glowing mane of fire.
I thought that I was dyin'
The circumstance was dire.
Bad, bad, bad, bad blues &ct.

James

Song of the Day No. 13

This song actually has a bit or two from an older number. But I didn't like the words of the old one and didn't care much for the melody either. The lyrics tell you how I used to feel before I met Lily. This is a bright pop song.

"Someday She Will Come"

Last night in my dream
I met a lovely girl
With iridescent wings
And stardust in her curls.
She was as lovely as a sunset
On a breezy summer day.
But she and I have not met yet;
We will find a way.

Because I know that she is out there;
I know that she is real.
I know I'll never doubt her
Or the true love that I feel.

I know that I will find
My one true love someday.
She will treat me kind
And together we will stay.
She is as lovely as the sunshine
After summer rain.
Someday I hope she will be mine.
What more can I say?

Someday she will come!
Someday she will come!
Someday she will come for me.

James

Song of the Day No. 12

We don't believe a word that you say;
You've reneged on all your promises.
But tomorrow is another day
You may regain our confidences.
Just don't lie to us.
Don't lie to us ever again.

Not everything is black and white;
Some things are Roy G. Biv.
Not everthing is wrong or right
So let's just live and let live.

James

Song of the Day No. 11

I'm very behind with publishing songs here, but I've written more than enough to cover the past few days that I've been absent. Here's the first, a fantasy:

I sang a new world
Where none was before
Didn't think the old world
Was for me anymore.
I sang for the mountains
The valleys, the sky.
I sang for the rivers
And deserts so dry.

I sang for the nations,
The cities, the towns.
Everything grew from
The shape-shifting sound.
I sang for the creatures
Of earth, sea and air,
All covered in scales, feathers
Short or long hair.

I sang for a people
Who were free of sorrow
Forgot about yesterday,
Knew not of tomorrow.
I sang for a people
Who only knew love.
I sang for a people
Who only knew love.

Nothing is wrong.
Nothing could ever be wrong
In a world that exists
Only in a song.

James

Crawly Baby

Beatrice can crawl! She is six and a half months old. OK, so she's not great at it yet. But hardly anyone is great at anything when they're six and a half months old. She just looks at you with her big blue eyes and makes this goofy little face and moves one wobbly little arm forward, then the next. Sometimes she just tumbles right over. But I swear this little girl has a ton of determination. When she sees something she wants, she finds a way to get to it, even if she has to roll in a big circle to get there. But now that she's getting up on all fours, she won't have to do that much longer!

James