Thursday, October 7, 2021

New Song!: "History Of Our Home"

This song was inspired by having places reoccur in my dreams. Some of them were places that I had lived, while others were not, but it was interesting that I had a bit of dream geography to return to each night. It got me thinking about how we internalize the external and carry around memories of places where we lived.  The lyrics are below.  It's the same deal as always.  If you like a song, then feel free to cover it if you're in a band or whatnot.  I love to hear covers of my songs, so please let me know about your version.  If you start making money, then send me a check/we can work out a deal.  Similarly, if you want to use a song for your Youtube video or whatnot, then just let me know.  It's usually fine by me unless it's a commercial product or whatnot (and then it's likely fine as well--I just want my cut).  Find out first though.  Write me at wredfright ATATAT yahoo DOTT com.

Dandelions are growing in the front yard.
In the backyard is buried a cat.
When we moved in, we found a slide projector in the basement with some slides from the '70s, how about that?
Grandma's got a painting of a flower hanging in the hall.
In a doorway, there are some smudged pencil marks.  They were a growth chart; how the kid's grown tall.

The history of our home is written on the walls of our hearts.

In the living room is the beat-up yellow chair my wife always complained about.
It's still here, but she's long gone.
In the kitchen, there isn't an inch of counter space that Grandpa hasn't put something on.
Over the driveway, the neighbor's mulberry tree grows.
Don't park under the branches unless you want your car to have a purple stain.
I gather the berries and make pies, so I don't cut them down or complain.

Some places reoccur in my dreams.
Night after night, I walk their halls and climb their stairs.
Though I haven't lived in them for years, it's nice to know that inside they are still there.
We change the places where we live, but in return the places change us.
A place can be abandoned or demolished, but inside us it can be as it once was.

Written October 2021
Recorded October 2021

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