Saturday, July 25, 2009

Don't throw out those journals

This piece actually has roots back in 1976. It was normal for me to write and write because I was kind of a loner. All that changed with Lori and a real job, but back in 2004 I started back up again. By the next year, I found myself reading my old journals and poems. The first verse was just sitting there waiting for me; lesson for us all, clean up your life, but don't throw away your journals.

The lyric went through a couple of re-writes and it is filled with a bunch of cliches, but isn't sometime real love a cliche?

Today I release this song to the digital world.... here's a taste of it.... Tim is on the piano.



If I could draw
a face dear and warm
With eyes of passion
Smooth lines would form

Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above

If I could draw
The fine lines of age
There’d be folds of love,
And beauty on a page

Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above

If I could draw
Sensual curves of shade
Pleading deep dark eyes
and dimples concave

by Dave Schipper © Rose Riversongs 2005

4 comments:

Kim Lahaie Day said...

Hi David!

The refrain is terrific, I really like it! Not knowing the melody, the tune from "Play Us a Waltz" ran through my head....from way back when. Dan? Don? Somebody like that. I watched part of "Saturday Night Fever" earlier this week and thought of you, when we were dancing up at the bowling alley and you picked me up!

That's a song AND a picture!

Hugs,

Kim

Ydiana said...

Hi


can you send me the song at ydiana9@gmail.com.

Dave Schipper said...

Thanks... it's coming your way....

Kim... I think that's why I have back problems.

Dave

Kim Lahaie Day said...

Hi David!

....and maybe that's why my back hurts, too!

Hugs,

Kim