....another Peggy dream.
She tiptoes to my room
She leans over my bed
And she kisses me
I leave my doors unlocked
so she can come to me
When she misses me
And I pretend that I'm asleep
But that's not easy
When she kisses me...
This story is a poem sent to me by Lesley Sawyer from a blog on her MySpace site and I put it to music and am posting it so she can hear it and maybe see if it's alright. We don't know who wrote the poem. If anybody does please tell me. j mt
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
I'm amazed again at your dexterity for touching my heart with your songs of loss and unrequited love. After listening to this song I had to take a deep breath to regain my footing. Thanks for sharing once again with us JMT.
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
Still struggling with this one...
Maybe not possible to make this work in a country song...MY DICK DON'T KNOW SHE'S GONE
1. She's been gone for three years now. Three years since she walked out
Friends and folks I work with ask me what it…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
"Somewhere between the stumbling and the falling..."
SOMEWHERE
G capo @ 2 - live @ 4
Somewhere between the summer and the winter
The leaves between the tree tops and the fall
Somewhere between my heart and circled letters
Somewhere…
Something just broke and I think it's my heart
It wasn't an arrow. It wasn't a dart
It mighta been a meter that tore it apart
But, something just broke and I think it's my heart
G.
A bedside bomb with no alarm…
A GOOD CRY
Rick Babb/JMT
Why don't you cry
I know you need to
A tear is meant to ease your pain
A flood could come
And it would wash you
So, don't you try and hold it back
A good cry can't be bad
Why don't you cry
Come her, I'll…
I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote.
SKIN TONE…
I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote.
SKIN TONE…
I was reading this profile on MySpace and was impressed with this girl...really impressed. It's all there in her BIO. Masters degree and five languages. The part about using gender "stereotypes ironically" etc is an exact quote.
SKIN TONE…
THE PICNIC
The sun broke like glass on the water
The trees threw their shade on the sand
The ants ate the crumbs on the blanket
She ate the grapes from my hand
We didn't know what we were doing
It all started off with a smile
And an innocent…
Seasons
OsCKilO
Changing Room 2013
What is the Earth without the wind
To turn the soil
To let the water in
When it comes
At the moment of the rain
Those cracks the wind swept
Now left to drink the whole sky in
Till its bubble rise a top on…
Dear Listener, Thank you for your comment. It's a brand new song and still being written. Your comment helps me figure out what needs to be done to make the song understandable.
I read Siddhartha when I was young and tho it promised a beautiful mate it also promised the loss of that beautiful mate and ending life alone. For some reason that frightened me at the time and sure enough, 28 years with my beautiful mate and she walked out...
FEATHERS IN THE WIND is about a high school girlfriend, dead now. But Keren is still alive.
I look forward to hearing your music. j mt
First installment of a record of "experimental" tracks, mostly me doing weird stuff around the house and at some point deciding to record "that". Well, in fact that's how most of my music gets done, but well, you get the point. Don't say I didn…
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
This is one of the saddest must beautiful songs I have ever heard. Listening to it over and over. A love song to a love that has forsaken you. Yet you cling.Yet you hope. Yet you believe.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
The first version of this is on Songs of The Heart. This version was written around 9/11 and is a plea for America to hold on to God, not move away from Him.
This is about Mary, the Mother of God and mother of us all. For those who aren't Catholic, Catholics don't worship Mary, we honor her and pray for her intercession, just as people ask other people to pray for them. Mary brings us to Jesus.
Finally, finished this one. Its been a battle finding time and fending off a few bouts with allergies and colds etc...A very windy winter and early spring season in the desert was one of the worst in many years. Hoping to get to working on some…
Such clean acoustic guitar sound. Like the way it grows/builds...how the sound of the voice fills out. Cool voice and song. Starts to sound like the Beatles at the end.
I wrote this in the early 1990's during Desert Storm and after a conversation with my brother-in-law, Er4ic, t the time who was sent over there to fight.
Comments on James Michael Taylor's stuff
Oh so poignant JM.
Well, I'm not going to slag off Ruth, after all, she came out good in the end!
Oh, I love your backing vocals.
Great,I love song.Keep up good work
Great song and lyrics....sooo soothing to listen to.
Beauitiful... simply beautiful.
Eric Swartz needs a great country song like this in his show. And...it's so true.
I'm amazed again at your dexterity for touching my heart with your songs of loss and unrequited love. After listening to this song I had to take a deep breath to regain my footing. Thanks for sharing once again with us JMT.
I like it. It has JMT written all over it. Wish you could loan me some of that ability that seems to come so easy for your brain but so hard for mine.
Are you from Portland Oregon? Did you have a brother named Joe and a nephew named Joe-Ben?
This is an awful song!
A very lovely and a very gentle song with a message. The words feel right. The music is soothing. Yep. This is a good one. The Woodlake Heron
Lovely lyrics and beautifully done JM.
my favorite new song to play with you,oh yea!!!!!
did you have a co\writer????????
Heheh. Classic JMT.
Great fun track man!
Well done.
Cool tune , at my age all the women look good.
I'm that dog.
Comments made by James Michael Taylor
Dear Listener, Thank you for your comment. It's a brand new song and still being written. Your comment helps me figure out what needs to be done to make the song understandable. I read Siddhartha when I was young and tho it promised a beautiful mate it also promised the loss of that beautiful mate and ending life alone. For some reason that frightened me at the time and sure enough, 28 years with my beautiful mate and she walked out... FEATHERS IN THE WIND is about a high school girlfriend, dead now. But Keren is still alive. I look forward to hearing your music. j mt
Mix this with OSMPTS and I bet it would work.
Reminds me, right ff, of 50's tv music. Those great vocals again.
Love the vocal sound.
very sad...
Paul, PLease tell me the words of this. There are some I can't understand. My email is: jamesmichaeltaylor@jamesmichaeltaylor.com
This is one of the saddest must beautiful songs I have ever heard. Listening to it over and over. A love song to a love that has forsaken you. Yet you cling.Yet you hope. Yet you believe.
...bespeaks such loss of innocence. A real tearjerker because the betrayal seems so unanswerable.
Gorgeous. Lovely.
...another beautiful vocal and melody.
This really rings... Like it.All the energy and brightness and that little dip into darkness. And the cool guitar work at the end. j mt
Such clean acoustic guitar sound. Like the way it grows/builds...how the sound of the voice fills out. Cool voice and song. Starts to sound like the Beatles at the end.
The link to your web site isn't working for me.
Beautiful. Voice, voices.
This is beautiful.
...really like your story about your childhood at your web page...
Raw and Rockin'...
Beach Boys and Beatles showing thru...always good.
Great groove. Like the voices... .../the little reference to Good Vibrations.
This and djorklandia sound like movie music to me. Grand landscapes and epic travel shots.