August 02, 2003

Sing-along time!

More songs are up for your listening pleasure *coughcough* over at the "Music Downloads" sidebar!
Feedback is welcomed!
You can't hurt my feelings! *snortchortlecough*

Posted by Tuning Spork at 06:40 PM | Comments (1)

July 28, 2003

HARD ROLL CAFE

Music downloads are now available!!

Simply go the sidebar headed "Music Downloads", click on this song title: Hard Roll Cafe and download the mp3!!

Neverending thanks to Andrew, a.k.a. Pixy Misa, for guiding me through the excruciating process of learning how to do this!!

Anyway, "Hard Roll Cafe". I wrote and recorded this one dreary rainy day in autumn of 1999. I always meant to re-record it -- as I'm not at all happy with that awful high harmony, and it's basically pretty sloppily done -- but I never did.
So this is the only recording I have of this song, and it was on the first CD a dug
out of my CD box, and I really like it, so here it is!

the lyric:

So many faces I ain't seen in a year
Ever since my Betty died they don't get their coffee here
What I've got coming has never seemed so near

The days are getting shorter, my shadow's getting long
Seems everything I'm holding onto is already gone
Maybe the world's a stage,
and we all got our role to play
and I'm just doin' my part
here at the Hard Roll Cafe

Sometimes I look right through the mirror
as if there's no one there
I'm older, but am I wiser
or just the worse for wear?
Gotta roll with the punches...
that's what the wise men say
Oh, I've learned to take a fall
here at the Hard Roll Cafe

I'd give you all of my love
but I know that it would last for years
It's so easy when you're just beginning
to forget that it'll end in tears

Business ain't been pickin' up
the way I thought it would
I've never closed up early...maybe I should
Silent strangers have taken over my neighborhood

If I'm taken for granted;
does that mean that I'll be missed?
..or am I so transparent that I barely exist?
"takes two to tango--
so I spend my days shadow dancing
here at the Hard Roll Cafe

Common sense is evaporating like alcohol
I just drank a drink without cheer
It's so easy when we're busy living
to forget that it began in tears

Gramma got married at the age of 64
She said "I'll be alone after I'm buried,
not a minute before...
What are your chances if you throw your dice away?"
Well, me and mine, we're both loaded
at the Hard Roll Cafe.

Posted by Tuning Spork at 06:29 PM | Comments (3)
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