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This song came to me as I woke up one recent morning. I had the picture of a man's face in my mind and a fairly strong feeling that back aways he was a relative of mine. He was a man who'd had some bad breaks and precious few good choices in life. These words came to me as though I had overheard them and was pulling them back in before they slipped away. As time wears on the words can strike me as too open or too corny; and then I remember clearly the hollowed cheeks on the stubbled face I woke up seeing that morning and suddenly I find myself singing this song in a way that I never sing other songs. I think he's in there somehow. Whippoorwill is currently working this song up for performance. |
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