
© MSK 3-7-2017
I’m not sure how many were born
But only a hundred of them have survived.
Hard to recreate, no need to mourn
Yet every once in a while the pages come alive.
The topics and memories unclear
Faces of friends in shadows now far away.
A million smiles hide the occasional tear
Precious experiences to live another day.
More poetic than the lyrics to my favorite song
Still I can only sit by and watch them fade.
As my heart breaks, it leaps once again
Deeper than the day they were made.
People only live for a short while
Unlike paintings of flowers or Mona Lisa’s Smile.
How complicated can it really be?
I only wanted you to spend your life with me.
One hundred and one now as I reflect
When language and all my fancy words have failed.
Singing songs rich in harmonies
Thoughts, desires and emotions all too thinly vailed
People only live for a short while
Unlike paintings of flowers or Mona Lisa’s Smile.
How complicated does it have to be?
I only want you to spend your life with me.
Going With the Flow This is a calming piece based on the string sounds from one of the plug-ins on my recording software program. Sometimes a new sound or new toy can inspire themes, songs and projects. This is one of those situations where I am listening to new sounds and noodling on the keyboard to hear the new tones and to see how the patch responds to the keyboard and controllers. As I was listening to the new sounds, I enjoyed the string sound I was playing with and started recording the noodling I was doing. I played for about five or six minutes and stopped recording to listen back.

