July: On and On and On It Goes
I've written another song with the same title! That was a very different song, however.
Squeaking in under the wire again. Thank goodness for my little black book of lyrics I write at odd moments. This song is based on the interesting sound of a major/minor 7th chord. The notes, in this case are (from left to right) LH: C Bb RH: C Eb G B. It's a very distinctive sounding chord, and when I was working through "Jazzology" I played it, and thought it was a strange, but very captivating and atmospheric sound.
So, today when I knew I had to write a song TODAY, cause it's the end of July already, I found some lyrics in my trusty notebook, written when I was walking along the Avon River in Stratford. I was watching couples walking along, holding hands, and the lyrics started coming. The song is based on these original thoughts, but has morphed and changed, as these things do. In fact, as of this writing, they're still morphing and changing,
I started noodling around on the piano, figuring out how this major/minor chord fit into some kind of chord progression, and now the melody and harmonies are basically done, plus the chorus. Not sure what kind of progression I'd call it, but I like how it sounds.
Writing songs is always an interesting process, especially the procrastination process that helps my mind find the answers it needs to find when fine-tuning the final version. Today I got a lot of financial information organized, plus all my files filed and organized. Wow!
On and On and On It Goes
Hands are meant to hold
And swing in warm embrace
Life is meant to own
And live with strength and grace
Feet are meant to walk
The journey of our life
Our voice is meant to talk
Through laughter, love and strife.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
Eyes are meant to see
The wisdom of the soul
The heart is meant to beat
A rhythm of its own.
Ears are meant to hear
The sound of nature's voice
Songs are meant to sing
And melodies rejoice.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
Sun is meant to shine
An everything to grow
The moon is meant to rise
And cast its silver glow.
Time is meant to be
And all our life to flow
Truth is meant to see
As seasons come and go.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
Squeaking in under the wire again. Thank goodness for my little black book of lyrics I write at odd moments. This song is based on the interesting sound of a major/minor 7th chord. The notes, in this case are (from left to right) LH: C Bb RH: C Eb G B. It's a very distinctive sounding chord, and when I was working through "Jazzology" I played it, and thought it was a strange, but very captivating and atmospheric sound.
So, today when I knew I had to write a song TODAY, cause it's the end of July already, I found some lyrics in my trusty notebook, written when I was walking along the Avon River in Stratford. I was watching couples walking along, holding hands, and the lyrics started coming. The song is based on these original thoughts, but has morphed and changed, as these things do. In fact, as of this writing, they're still morphing and changing,
I started noodling around on the piano, figuring out how this major/minor chord fit into some kind of chord progression, and now the melody and harmonies are basically done, plus the chorus. Not sure what kind of progression I'd call it, but I like how it sounds.
Writing songs is always an interesting process, especially the procrastination process that helps my mind find the answers it needs to find when fine-tuning the final version. Today I got a lot of financial information organized, plus all my files filed and organized. Wow!
On and On and On It Goes
Hands are meant to hold
And swing in warm embrace
Life is meant to own
And live with strength and grace
Feet are meant to walk
The journey of our life
Our voice is meant to talk
Through laughter, love and strife.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
Eyes are meant to see
The wisdom of the soul
The heart is meant to beat
A rhythm of its own.
Ears are meant to hear
The sound of nature's voice
Songs are meant to sing
And melodies rejoice.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
Sun is meant to shine
An everything to grow
The moon is meant to rise
And cast its silver glow.
Time is meant to be
And all our life to flow
Truth is meant to see
As seasons come and go.
On and on and on it goes.
On and on and on it goes.
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