Things come alive or they fall flat This isn't by any means complete. I'm really unsure about the fourth verse. I'm really just spinning my wheels with it, and I don't know if it all fits together as a unit. If you're going to complain about the "my wife and kids" part, forget it. I won't listen to you, because songwriting doesn't have to be purely personal, and a lot of times, it's better if it isn't.

"Only October"

My mother used to come and watch me sing
About meadows, sparrows and greener things
I'd hit a bad note and I'd cuss
She'd fold her arms and her cheeks would blush
Blush the color of the roses that grew on her wedding day

She said I don't help progress this family
I asked "progress where?" She said "the next day."
I couldn't believe it. What do you say to that?
This is your portion and so you better not turn back
On the ones who kept you since the day you were born

And it's been too long
Just sitting on this sofa without you
And it's been so long
Flicking cards at a hat in my room
Too long
Too long
And it's only October

And my grandfather never said a harsh word
His voice was the calmest thing I ever heard
But most of time he never said that much
And he'd cup his hands like he was carrying a thrush
lighting his smokes while the Mississippi storms
rattled his patio

And I miss my wife and I miss my kids
Like quiting cold turkey when you still need your cigs
When I left my kin, I thought I could survive
Now the only comfort I can even find
Is in the humming of the wheels
that will bear me home again

Cause it's been too long
Just sitting on this sofa without you
And it's been so long
Flicking cards at a hat in my room
Too long
Too long
And it's only October

This next one is about a boy I knew in elementary school who died of a brain tumor. I visited him a couple weeks before died, and he was blind. He was also very happy, and I took great comfort in it. There's a garden planted in the front yard of his house in memorial to him. This song is very basic and I didn't want to get caught up in the process too much. I played it Saturday night, and it's only about a minute long.

"Michael's Song"

Enter in
Put your ear to my chest
Grace begins
for to put your fears to rest

And child you will be
next to me on this day
The pain you've been feeling
will never cross into eternity

Broken eyes
Blinding all of your steps
But d'you realize
That all creation wept

When the sky spit open
On a hill far away
The pain that I suffered
was good enough for eternity

We'll all fall into the ground
We'll all fall into the ground

I wish I wrote this:

"All I know is that I'm thrilled by your kiss,
I don't know any more than this.
Po' boy, pickin' up sticks,
Build you a house out of mortar and bricks."

-Bob Dylan

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