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If in the back of your mind                                                                              © MSK 5-1-2016

You just can’t’ stop thinking about it.

You’re In love.

If you would risk everything

For another five minutes.

You’re In love.

 

Their eyes hold the answers

It will take you years to learn.

You’re In love.

When the simplest touch

Sends tremors to your core.

You’re In love.

 

            How do you know?

            What’s only spoken of?

            How long can you deny?

            You’re In love.

 

Because all it takes is a look

And you can’t help but smile.

You’re In love.

The outside world ends

When they call your name.

You’re In love.

 

            How do you know?

            You’re In love.

            When will I know?

            You’re In love.

 

            Can you still deny?

            You’re In love.

            Here are the reasons why

            You’re In love.

 

Their eyes hold the answers

It will take you years to learn.

You’re In love.

When the simplest touch

Sends tremors to your core.

You’re In love.

 

Because all it takes is a look

And you can’t help but smile.

You’re In love.

The outside world ends

When they call your name.

You’re In love.

I drift in thought again as I look out the home office window.  I send my wife a text while she is at work.   “… odd seeing daffodils and green grass with heavy snow fall mid-April ….”

For decades we have been feeding corn and seeds to the local white-tailed deer that live in an ever decreasing amount of free land near our house.  They have flourished here for many, many years.  I used to think they would be here long after I die.  I fear now that they will soon be forced out or killed and will no longer stop by in the spring after giving birth to their young.  Each generation bringing their new-born to our picnic tables.  We recognize familiar ones and watch them grow: then disappear.

We have witnessed within the span of a generation urban sprawl and light pollution making stars all but invisible.  My new grandson will probably have to travel many miles as a man to see constellations light up the night sky.  So few in his generation will actually see the Milky Way – from Earth.

So much beauty and wonder reduced to vague dreams or myths heard only in old folk’s tales.  How many wonderful things will will soon be gone forever?  Maybe worse; people will not even know what has been lost.

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I recently made a trip to the Washington DC area to visit family.  It is always fun, but this was a special trip.  Among other things, I went to see my new grandson for the first time…… It is always amazing to hold someone that small and young.  Such a thrill!  The tiny hands and changing facial expressions are precious.

On this trip, I was also reminded of how amazing my other grandchildren are.  They are getting a bit older now and it is amazing to watch them develop.  When they are alone or together, they are sharp, funny, and intelligent.  When they are together it is a thrill to watch them interact and feed off each other.  It is a symphony of fun, wit, laughs and affection that makes it difficult to return home.

I think many of us grow up too self confident.  We struggle to make new friends and learn new skills.  Our attempts at “fitting in” can be awkward.  We think we are alone and isolated way more than we actually are.  It can take time to overcome some of these barriers until we get much older.  Unfortunately, I still have not overcome many of them, LOL!

I just wish they knew how wonderful they are now and how much potential they have in their future!  They are “the bomb, and I am so proud of them!

© MSK      May 1981

It’s not so much the definitions,

Or the way things are said.

Some people come as missionaries,

While others won’t be led.

 

Every start has an ending

That goes on flawlessly

You know there’s nothing worth defending

If it won’t set you free.

 

            It was Just An Idea

            That stayed inside my head.

            It was Just An Idea but it’s over now

            But,

            I know

 

It’s time to put away the toys,

If they’re no longer fun.

Most of it was pretty embarrassing

So I won’t tell anyone.

 

I was told when you put on the brakes

You gotta be wastin’ gas.

I’ve come around a lot of curves since then and

Some I took a little too fast.

 

            It was Just An Idea

            When streets are made of glass.

            It was Just An Idea, I should have let it pass.

            But,

            I know how.

 

                        It was Just An Idea

                        That stayed inside my head.

                        Still making my ears ring.

                        Whose ending has begun.     

 

               

© MSK 2-7-2018

There are thousands of things I haven’t done in my life

With a million reasons why.

If I haven’t gotten to all of them by now

I more than likely never will.

 

I could do so much today but I’ve been there before.

One more time but not sure what for.

A Billion Snowflakes so unlike any other

If truthful; exactly the same.

 

There are a Billion Snowflakes circling around you.

There are a Billion Snowflakes and one landed next to you.

In this place at the perfect time.

That is how I found you.

 

There are a Billion Snowflakes of magnificence and beauty.

There are a Billion Snowflakes and one landed next to me.

In this place and only this time.

That is how you found me.

 

Holding your hand the world that surrounds me is new

Music breaks my heart in two.

I knew all the words but now know their meaning

You stood there and just opened the door.

 

I kept thinking there was no one out there like me

So you                  surely                       could never be.

And if I completely lost myself in someone

Impossible they would feel the same.

 

There are a Billion Snowflakes of magnificence and beauty.

There are a Billion Snowflakes and one landed next to me.

In this place at the perfect time.

That is how I found you.

That is how I found me.

© MSK 2-12-18

Sorry about your luck

But I’ve got mine.

That’s why I keep my guitars

Tuned up all the time.

 

You never know when it’s time to play!

You never know when it’s time to play!

 

People that show up late

Always drive too fast.

Going here or out to Mars

I’m never the last.

 

Sometimes you just gotta get away!

Sometimes you just gotta get away!

 

Those without answers

Are the first to complain.

Their whining and crying

Just drives me insane.

 

Open your mouth when you have Something To Say!

Open your mouth when you have Something To Say!

 

Life can be unfair

Not like you planned.

The best singer you ever heard

Joined another band.

 

Nothing you can do will make them stay!

Nothing you can do will make them stay!

 

I for one can’t help but see

Why anyone would bend the knee.

The difference between you and me

You want it all but won’t pay the fee.

 

Sometimes you just gotta get away!

Sometimes you just gotta get away!

Open your mouth when you have something to say!

Open your mouth when you have something to say!

I added a new original video for my song “From Start To Stop”.  My wife Ellen does the vocals and Greg Stern wrote most of the music and plays guitar.  Ellen and I wrote the lyrics.

I have mentioned Spring Grove Cemetery in past articles and posts and that is where I shot the video.  There was very heavy fog that day and Ellen suggested we take some pictures there.  I will post some of those in the near future, and I also shot a video using my phone that became the background for the video.  There is a small mound with tombstones all around the center.  You can drive all around it so I shot the video as Ellen drove around the mound.  Most of the pictures in the video are mine, but I had a bit of help from my friends over the years!

The YouTube link is below.  I hope you enjoy.

https://youtu.be/Xzp8QWqgeSY

 

Before We Fell In Love”                                                                                  (c)1-19-94 MSK

The painting used to be stunning,

Now it is shallow and pale.

What was once strong and firm,

Stands undecided and frail.

 

Anxiously awaiting the feast

Doesn’t seem worth the hassle.

These rooms so dark and lonely,

Were once a mighty castle.

 

The pool is deep,

It goes on forever.

Things don’t really change,

Only how we wish to see.

 

She used to be so beautiful,

He was so gentle and kind.

They wish not to see each other now,

To leave all their past behind.

 

Summer seemed to last forever,

Years pass in the blink of an eye.

When old friends come to visit,

You can’t wait to say good-bye.

 

The pool is deep,

The grass is always greener.

I was who I am

Before we fell in love.

 

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© MSK 12-9-2017

While you sleep

You will lay safely.

I will caress you

I will keep you warm.

 

When the world

Is beyond your touch

I will hold your hand

I will call your name.

 

There is pain

Lost behind the door.

‘Til then embrace it

And the good things in life.

 

This Moment

With all the others

I’ll remember you

And still hear your laugh.

 

Overwhelming

What if it’s not a dream?

I’ll tell you what’s real

As moments remain.

 

This Moment

With all the others

I’ll remember you

And still hear you laugh.

 

In memory of my brother Christopher.

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Photo by MSK Yosemite

Burning Impressions That Last Forever                                 

“Single Desire” was written in a time when I must have had a lot to say.  The year was 1988. Once love has grabbed you it can burn deep.  No matter how you want things to turn out, sometimes you have no control on the direction they take.  You find yourself helpless at the time and unable to avoid mistakes that seem obvious even to you.  Single Desire tries to describe the condition when adoration is not reciprocal.  When you are not loved in return.  Only one thing matters and nothing you can do will make it happen.

When the other person learns that type of control is in their hands, they have power that can turn lovers insane.  He/She can make the helpless romantic into a tool that can be discarded when no longer useful.  There is no cost to them.  Displays of charm and hints of affection can destroy all resistance and common sense in the admirer.

We need to wait until the fire burns out completely before we can stop following and finally walk away.  The problem is there is usually very little left to walk away with.

I tried to give this song a full arrangement as powerful as the lyrics (or the idea behind them) felt to me.  I knew I could not sing it the way it required so I called my  good friend and band-mate Gary Jefferson as I have many times over the years to do the vocal tracks.  My wife Ellen does the chorus ‘response’ vocal parts.  I used my keyboards and MIDI tone generators to do all the instrumental tracks including the drums, strings, brass and bass guitar parts, and invited my buddy Shawn Anderson to come over and lay down the lead guitar tracks. Harlen Lee, another great friend of mine, came in and added additional guitar parts.  I really like the bass guitar line, and think the strings add movement and dramatic accents to the song.

Please give “Single Desire” a few plays to let it sink in and I hope you enjoy.