Week 20: Song without a home

I’d had the guitar part for this song for a few months but could never find the words and melody to do it justice. I finally found what I was looking for by letting the spirit of African music take over for a while, maybe a bit of a Geoffrey Oryema feeling. I let the sound of the words take precedence, not worrying too much about the meaning – just looking for rapid-fire words that worked rhythmically – the meaning that came out of these words was almost accidental – whatever my subconscious threw up in response to the rhythm. I’m very happy with the result – this one might be a keeper. Hope you like it.

      Song without a home - Simon Van Gend

20 Song without a home
 

Lyrics:

It couldn’t a got any better the weather was sunny and I was on my own
Second to none I was having the fun of a hundred and one little children that come out to play all alone
And somehow the rhythm of every decision and all of my living had set the tone
I couldn’t believe I was there to receive all the fevery feelings awake to the feeling of freedom to roam

Sadder now to know you’re not awake to see this day
Cut the rope and watch it drift away
Drop the match and watch the fire burn it all to grey
Friday frees the wasted week to Saturday

I liked her I shook more than I shoulda shook
I did not know that she was a shaker
And the feelings I had that I thought she mistook
Were exactly the feelings that had what it took wake her

Colour me in with your love on the wing you deliver the thing that keeps me from falling in
And out in the sun we got everyone with a loving emotion we swim in that ocean we dive and we spin
It’s a feeling I’m getting I’m rubbing my head and I’m betting on letting my better part understand
Shake the morning you break the form you roll on the beach and you let your thoughts fly as you lie in the sand

We lay awake and watched the wheel of stars go round the world
What is this place, adrift in space, a boy and a girl
How can it be that I’m awake to see it all unfold
When everywhere is emptiness and nothing to hold

I liked her I shook more than I shoulda shook
I did not know that she was a shaker
And the feelings I had that I thought she mistook
Were exactly the feelings that had what it took wake her

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