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Love those things you hate, it’s good for you. Part 2

The song you are about to read was dictated on my iPhone and scribble down in my songwriting notebook, It was edited while skiing up and down the river, And again now as I dictated it into this magic device. Magic. Magical Morning Meanderings. Magical musical morning meanderings. Something about an alliteration I love.

THREE BY FOUR SUNRISE

Three by four window, same size as a big flat screen TV

The cabin is a dark behind me, Full moon over the mountains is all I see

Last call, last dance Time to hang it up for another night

But The moon is in love with a glacier, He’s not going down without a fight

both guns blazing bright —the bad sunrise comes riding into town

He slowly struts his colors knowing he’s the hottest thing around

He directs his affection down on the cold two-timing glacier ice

he’s winning- she starts melting-she says “Mr. Sunrise that feels oh so nice”

 

I wouldn’t change channels if I could

This love story’s just now getting good

If you don’t like the shape(color) of the mountain range

Stick around for a while she’s bound to change

Just a little light drama in the morning sky

It’s a three by four sunrise

Little Love drama in the morning sky, three by four sunrise

Brown bear claws left deep gashes in the tattered window screens

Squashed mosquitoes stains and smudges don’t know when that window last was cleaned

You’re looking through the layers and you,re reading a dying history

Stories of the cabin, moonlit mountains, Sunrise in the trees

I’m gazing down the grass flats, endlessly coming back from night

Brave morning shadows are dancing with the bashful morning light

The valley is slowly rising and she’s slipping on her golden morning dress

I’m part of that pattern  —  and she holds me safely to her breast

I am fiber I am fabric–– I am part of (all those) (nature,s) patterns I love best

Chorus:

I wouldn’t change channels if I could

This love story’s just now getting good

If you don’t like the shape(color) of the mountain range

Stick around for a while she’s bound to change

Just a little light drama in the morning sky

It’s a three by four sunrise

Little Love drama in the morning sky, three by four sunrise

Voila, (had to type that word in by hand Little dictating gremlin inside my laptop apparently does not do French), There is my new rough masterpiece. You will notice some parentheses where I have not yet decided which way to go,which rabbit trail to take. So, to you, my early-morning readers and hopefully soon, listeners, as I plan to start doing some podcasts, whatever they are. But my social media guru (SMG) assures me that we could be a good fit, been a singer songwriter story teller performer all my life, so why not try a little podding? Casting? Makes me think of that quote from the Bible, something about casting your net upon the waters, might be the same with podcasting!

So as I was trying to say before all those rude rabbit trails interrupted me, I invite you to choose which parentheses you like better. If it’s pretty even stephen I will decide, Otherwise I will go along with the simple majority. I look forward to it. Professionally, I do need to let you know, that will not in any way make you a cowriter. Just another member of my special and elite song critiquing club. Maybe I will start just such a club. A rabbit trail for another day.