Singin' at Last a New Song Seasonal torments affect me
more than I've shared with my friends;
there's been a song inside longing to see
light... but it gropes and pretends
nothing is wrong, while some formless
scraps of whatever's been strewn
whisper in tones my own stillness can't guess
hushed in a troubled cocoon
[ Chorus ]
singin' at last a new song
strummin' on my ol' guitar
we've been a-restin' an' rustin' too long
let's us just be who we are.
Images, visions and feelings
stir up new words in my head
just out of reach 'til they pass through the ceiling
over my dream-spinning bed.
How'd I get weapons with Jerry?
What were those creatures we fought?
When did
Phil Keagy arrive on the ferry?
It ain't his fingers I've sought.
[ Chorus ]
singin' at last a new song
strummin' on my ol' guitar
we've been a-restin' an' rustin' too long
let's us just be who we are.
Quote:Here's what I have so far from my ponderings the other day in response to Norm's TOR Challenge. It's the first reasonable attempt at song lyrics (except a couple additional verses for an existing song or hymn) that I've started in about 30 years! Seasonal torments affect me
more than I've shared with my friends;
there's been a song inside longing to see
light... but it gropes and pretends
nothing is wrong, while some formless
scraps of whatever's been strewn
whisper in tones my own stillness can't guess
hushed in a troubled cocoon
.......
.......stirs up new words in my head......
[ the end, so far ] [ Chorus ] singin' at last a new song
strummin' on my ol' guitar
we've been a-restin' an' rustin' too long
let's us just be who we are.
anticipatin' Lightly strummin' somethin' soon, Daniel