December 9, 2016

Seasonal/month appropriate song: ‘December’

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I wrote this song a few years ago about as you might have guessed – December. I tried to capture the melancholy feeling of the Holiday Season through two aging lovers who have seen both the good and the bad and are now coming to terms with what lies ahead in their future. Hope you enjoy!

December – lyrics

Her light is on but does she feel?
Does she think she will never grow old?
I can’t remember the last deal that was ever made in the cold
December is always dark and the stars are seldom sold
They just hang there on display – no love for the one’s
Who stayed

Dreamers I call out your name
If I cut you will you bleed the same?
The young they live on their dreams
But the old live by their truths

Come down – come down my love
The hour is getting late

There’s a sunset on Christmas Eve
Orange and burning just like in your dream
When you awoke you were old
And you spread your wings and smiled
You said I’m just like the wind
I’m going to hold-on to the air

I jumped with a grin
And took hold of your hand
I said…

Come down – come down my love
The hour is getting late

Come down – come down my love
It’s Christmas Day

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November 23, 2016

Birds Singing (hallelujah was beneath their wings)

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I wrote this song about 5 years ago and really like the autumn/winter kind of feeling it evokes. I don’t know if this is something that I only see in my own mind – you be the judge. The lyrics represent a more abstract style of my writing. Sometimes I like to write very direct and sometimes I like to write in a more open ended symbolic manner that allows the listener and myself to interpret their own meaning. This is a love song of sorts.  I will leave the story-line up to you.

Hope you enjoy,

MaurizioSignature

 

 


Birds Singing (hallelujah was beneath their wings)Lyrics

If words are not supposed to hurt

And actions are all that’s real

Then why if I say I love you

Would it bring you a flood of tears

If strength is measured in miles

And kindness just a childish desire

Then why is the Ransom I owe

Held by a moon that’s on fire

Chorus: 

I heard the birds singing – they were calling your name while you slept

I saw the birds fly overhead – hallelujah was beneath their wings

The years have made me hard

But wiser in my demise

And while the sun circles the heavens

My heals are dug in the earth

My hands are callused with doubt

My confidence shrouded in fear

Perfect is only a word

But your words they spilled to me like wine

Chorus: 

I heard the birds singing – they were calling your name while you slept

I saw the birds fly overhead – hallelujah was beneath their wings

 

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