This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
This song is a work in progress. I attended an online songwriting workshop hosted by Chad Shank (Minnesota Songwriters Association) who was talking about songs with varying length lines to create more of a conversational atmosphere and the use…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
Oh yeah. What a song. Paints all sorts of images/stories in my head. But yeah, I end up yearning for the Paradise I recall myself... Faved, accidentally unfaved, and FAVED again! (Got a bit clicky there lol)
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I left my home in paradise when warning signs begun
With a member of my aging family
I left behind the trees so tall they almost blocked the Sun
And a lake so big it looked just like the sea
The wind blows cold through paradise in winter…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
I had myself a dream last night
As I tossed and turned in bed
The window was open wide
The street noise jangled, in my head
.
I was dreaming of a better time
It was all so clear to me
Wind whistled through the pine trees…
Oh this is mighty fine. I don't often pay attention to lyrics on early listens unless something jumps out and grabs me... I'm not sure what did here, but something did. Love the lyrics. Cool guitar and harmonica too, but the song is just peachy.
Here is another ZOOM Collaboration with:
Steve Krell
Colleen Dillon
Roger Harris
Greg Connor
We posted the lyrics and featured the chords, just in case you wanted to write your own lyrics and post them with this idea.
Empty Bottles…
Here is another ZOOM Collaboration with:
Steve Krell
Colleen Dillon
Roger Harris
Greg Connor
We posted the lyrics and featured the chords, just in case you wanted to write your own lyrics and post them with this idea.
Empty Bottles…
Here is another ZOOM Collaboration with:
Steve Krell
Colleen Dillon
Roger Harris
Greg Connor
We posted the lyrics and featured the chords, just in case you wanted to write your own lyrics and post them with this idea.
Empty Bottles…
Here's a song that battled me for quite awhile... so I am glad to say I've gotten it recorded. Still rough from my home studio, but trying out a few additional things on my keyboard to round out the sound around the ukulele. Thanks for listening…
I see I left you a comment yesterday while I was not signed in. I was on Park Point waiting for the lift bridge to come down.
You have done it again! That’s what I was thinking. Well constructed and interesting to listen to.
Well done Colleen!
The Winnowing Wind
I feel the wind blow thru me
Oh, please don't let it undo me
Let it level and true me
The Wind. The Winnowing Wind
And here I stand, alone, against the wind,
And, who am I to think that I
Can stand alone against the…
Just got my system up again after several hardware upgrade conflicts, and a move to California.
Been thinking about changing this songs ending for a while, finally getting around to it. Good to post here again!
Cheers,
Reef
I wrote this story with the intent to let the listener decide for themselves who the common thread may be.... But for me I'll dedicate this to my dear family and long time friends. Thanks for always being there for me.
I hope you enjoy…
Here's my submission for the songwriting challenge for MN Homebrew for April - playing off of theme of the Beatles hit song "Here Comes The Sun". It's also an ode to spring here in the northland of MN!!! We were in shorts this weekend. Hooray…
Since my ear found your voice
And my eye found your face
All the sights and the noise
Will never erase
The song I started singing
The song I sing today...
(C) 2019 Royal T Music
I wrote this about Violet.
I have a new love
Of course she doesn’t know
How can a work of art
Know when lovers come and go
And when the artist is the art!
My eyes are the eyes of the beholder
And my eyes are the eyes of the world…
…when the artist is the art…
Jackie Kelly sat next to me in 7th grade. She was great at diagramming sentences. I would catch up with her on the way to school and we would walk silently. She was buck-toothed and brash. I really liked her. I carved "JK" with a safety pin in…
I wrote the lyrics to this song a couple of weeks ago while thinking of personal reflections. I figured out the melody just in time to head down to Greg Connor's MN coffee table and get he and Mark Lofgren's great voices and guitars on it with…
Black is white
White is black
I crossed the line
I can’t go back
It all comes together
It all falls apart
I’m on the edge
From the start
I’ve gone Colour Blind
To her signs, Colour Blind
Tears on your face
A broken heart
Unkind…
I like the whistle, flute, recorder whatever it is!
A fitting comment on our society. I see these guys everyday in my rear view mirror. Nobody has any patience anymore.
It's a daily reminder that Darwin's theory of natural selection is alive and well.
Comments on Greg Connor's stuff
I like it !
If this one could be bought at the record mart , he’ll yes I’d buy it
I want to go to paradise... it’s raining here
Oh my a second go round. This is my fav. That is song writing all right. Fan fav
This one got me choked up. Really beautiful Greg. You’ll get there, and I’ll be cheering you on for sure!!
Oh yeah. What a song. Paints all sorts of images/stories in my head. But yeah, I end up yearning for the Paradise I recall myself... Faved, accidentally unfaved, and FAVED again! (Got a bit clicky there lol)
Ha I remember a lil conversation between two friends on this singular topic........ Get back you deserve this .
Think I'll hang up my guitar now Greg , that has got to be the best song I've heard from you, Faultless mate, Faultless .....
oh yeah....I need Paradise!! great one Greg....
Great song. Really like the harmony in the middle
Are you dreaming of up north?... this is a real keeper. I love your lyrics as always and the harmonica is the perfect touch!!
Great lyrics, love the chorus...another beautiful song!!
Hey I missed this first time mighty fine
Oh this is mighty fine. I don't often pay attention to lyrics on early listens unless something jumps out and grabs me... I'm not sure what did here, but something did. Love the lyrics. Cool guitar and harmonica too, but the song is just peachy.
Really lovely song. I'd favourite it twice if I could!
Just ....... magical ......
Yup!!! Just as Steve said.... absolutely beautiful!!!
Cool sing along song My drinking days are over since long but I still enjoy drinking songs :-) very nice collab! KC
Oh this is just fab. Love the vibe/groove. And those shared verses, all these voices I listen to... all in one song! Love it.
Wow these people are great to drink with but I left before the clean up . Hope they ask me back
Comments made by Greg Connor
I see I left you a comment yesterday while I was not signed in. I was on Park Point waiting for the lift bridge to come down. You have done it again! That’s what I was thinking. Well constructed and interesting to listen to. Well done Colleen!
Wow! Beautiful lyrics and accompanying music.
Good stuff! I like the way it builds.
Pretty song / Sad story
Beautiful and peaceful
Nice Country Twanger!
Love it!
I love your description of your internet band. Sounds like fun. It has produce a wide range of musical styles.
Ok, now I'm logged in. Great song Colleen! Another Minnesota Coffee Table success.
Love it! Reminds me of all the stupid things I did as a kid.
Refreshing! Great Verses and Chorus. Just an uplifting and hopeful message.
Beautiful and Heartfelt song!
Yes, It made me stop and think.
You have a great style, very distinctive. A complete story in less than 3 minutes.
Beautiful Song Colleen! and lots of fun .
Interesting . . . sounds like a movie theme.
Playing along at home. This song is addictive.
Great Song / Nicely presented
I like the whistle, flute, recorder whatever it is! A fitting comment on our society. I see these guys everyday in my rear view mirror. Nobody has any patience anymore. It's a daily reminder that Darwin's theory of natural selection is alive and well.
Beautiful . . . . All the way through to the harpsichord.