I’ve been recording a few songs for Laura’s birthday. I’ve run out of lyric ideas for her which is kinda scary. Is there really nothing I have to say to her or about her? Is the well dry when it comes to messages I want to send to my wife? Maybe it’s all apart of my “disconnectedness” with her…lack of intimacy? Maybe I should just write an over the top cheesy love song. I’ve never done that before…I just thought of that…hmm…..that’s a good idea. Now how does one write an over-the-top cheesy love song? I am really going to have to work on it. So far I’ve written a song about Laura’s Basketball Prowess, two generic Happy B-Day Songs, and a song that’s kind of a personal song where the verses represent (in order) Georgia, Parker, me, and Laura.
Dancing Shows and Fancy Bows
Dancing Shows and Fancy Bows
Chords B-E/Chorus F#-E
Baby crossed an ocean just to see what she could be
At the wall beneath the sea with a rose between her teeth
Spent a lifetime pacified, a lifetime living fine
While only four months along, it needs a little time
A little time
Strolling through her dreams, the heater’s always on high
Shooting stars still break her heart and sunsets make her cry
Watch the birds fly overhead you can hold them if you try
Watch the birds fly overhead you can hold them if you try
If you try
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
No one knows
Dove flying above the clouds, couldn’t see the land below
Gold lying in the ground beneath the melting snow
The ancient path to happiness some may never know
The ancient path to happiness some may never know
Never know
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
No one knows
Two stones in my pocket got to keep them for my dreams
I’ll give them both to you ‘cause you need them more than me
Your mother’s arms will temper you wherever you may be
Your mother’s arms will temper you wherever you may be
You may be
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
Baby crossed an ocean just to see what she could be
At the wall beneath the sea with a rose between her teeth
Spent a lifetime pacified, a lifetime living fine
While only four months along, it needs a little time
A little time
Strolling through her dreams, the heater’s always on high
Shooting stars still break her heart and sunsets make her cry
Watch the birds fly overhead you can hold them if you try
Watch the birds fly overhead you can hold them if you try
If you try
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
No one knows
Dove flying above the clouds, couldn’t see the land below
Gold lying in the ground beneath the melting snow
The ancient path to happiness some may never know
The ancient path to happiness some may never know
Never know
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
No one knows
Two stones in my pocket got to keep them for my dreams
I’ll give them both to you ‘cause you need them more than me
Your mother’s arms will temper you wherever you may be
Your mother’s arms will temper you wherever you may be
You may be
(Chorus)
Dancing shows and fancy bows
with a culinary undertow
Primordial midgets
Where they come from no one knows
No one knows
In one of the birthday songs I wrote, I'm using Parker's voice which was a chore but I finally got it done. Getting Parker to sing is like herding cats, but finally I got her to say into the mic exactly what I wanted her to say so I could include it in the song.
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