Fire and Ice
©2013 Stephen G Brown
I didn't write the words on this one, only made a small adaptation. Oh, Robert Frost wrote the words. But he didn't know that they would be put to this song, or he may not have done it.
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say the world will end in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Grace
I woke up Saturday morning from a dream. In the dream, either I, or someone else, was singing grace before a meal at a table with some other folks. The second line of this song was the second line of the grace that was sung. It's all I was able to reassemble from the dream.
Grace
©2013 Stephen G Brown
Come and join us at this table
Were we all share in God's finest
Ponder sacrifice divine
As we break bread and drink wine
Grace
©2013 Stephen G Brown
Come and join us at this table
Were we all share in God's finest
Ponder sacrifice divine
As we break bread and drink wine
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Down On Your Knees
Wrote this during a practice with my band "Thumper and Smash".Credits:
Down On Your Knees
© 2013 Stephen G Brown
Think about a time when you didn't want stand up
Think about a time when you wanted to go
Counted on a friend and he didn't even show up
Stepped on the gas but it still went slow
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
Raining on a day when you wanted it sunny
Not enough change to get another pop
Want to get a drink but you haven't got the money
Neighbor's playing music and you want him to stop
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
Our Father which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Forgive us our debts as we forgive those
Who sin against us Amen
Think about a time when you didn't want stand up
Think about a time when you wanted to go
Counted on a friend and he didn't even show up
Stepped on the gas but it still went slow
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
- Smash: Drums
- Thumper: Bass
Down On Your Knees
© 2013 Stephen G Brown
Think about a time when you didn't want stand up
Think about a time when you wanted to go
Counted on a friend and he didn't even show up
Stepped on the gas but it still went slow
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
Raining on a day when you wanted it sunny
Not enough change to get another pop
Want to get a drink but you haven't got the money
Neighbor's playing music and you want him to stop
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
Our Father which art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Forgive us our debts as we forgive those
Who sin against us Amen
Think about a time when you didn't want stand up
Think about a time when you wanted to go
Counted on a friend and he didn't even show up
Stepped on the gas but it still went slow
Down on your knees, down on your knees, son
Face to the ground, lift up your please
Look to the Father for an answer
Just get down on your knees
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Just One Use
I was looking through old files and happened upon this bit. I hope you like it.
Just One Use
©2008 Stephen G Brown
Just One Use
©2008 Stephen G Brown
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Angry Birds
Seems to me it was Noveber 2010. My wife was playing Angry Birds for the very first time. I was playing guitar on the couch. That's when this happened.
Oh, why didn't I publish it before now? Because I had a dream of making a video for it. Eh. Maybe someday.
Angry Birds
©2010 Stephen G Brown
Played Angry Birds all night long and despite that
I haven't stopped thinking of you
Sleep deprivation and visions of mayhem
They can't keep my mind off of you
I want you, I need you I don't want you going away
I want to be with you When I play Angry Birds won't you stay?
The pigs build their fortress while I load the slingshot
and send angry birds through the air
I dream you're a princess, the pigs took you captive
And I've come to rescue you there
I look out the window, you back out the driveway
And I didn't notice you leave
The couch feels so empty, the birds say they miss you
The pigs just hope for a reprieve
Played Angry Birds all night long and despite that
I haven't stopped thinking of you
Oh, why didn't I publish it before now? Because I had a dream of making a video for it. Eh. Maybe someday.
Angry Birds
©2010 Stephen G Brown
Played Angry Birds all night long and despite that
I haven't stopped thinking of you
Sleep deprivation and visions of mayhem
They can't keep my mind off of you
I want you, I need you I don't want you going away
I want to be with you When I play Angry Birds won't you stay?
The pigs build their fortress while I load the slingshot
and send angry birds through the air
I dream you're a princess, the pigs took you captive
And I've come to rescue you there
I look out the window, you back out the driveway
And I didn't notice you leave
The couch feels so empty, the birds say they miss you
The pigs just hope for a reprieve
Played Angry Birds all night long and despite that
I haven't stopped thinking of you
Raise Your Hands - Colin Gordon-Farleigh
Raise Your Hands
So this is a long one, with more characters than most of my stories. Here's how it happened. I started writing a hymn on the piano perhaps back in 2010 or so. Although I liked the music, I just couldn't come up with any lyrics. "As we humbly bow before you" was all I could do. So I wrote to my friend Greg Scheer, asking for advice. Greg is a fantastic composer and an even better person. You should visit his sight and at least get to know him through his music and musings.
Well Greg said "Why don't you ask my friend Colin if he would write something". I was familiar with Colin Gordon-Farleigh through the songs he and Greg have written together and Greg posts on his music blog. I wrote off to Colin asking if he would be interested, and to my immense pleasure, he agreed. Shortly thereafter I had lyrics to my hymn, so I put the whole thing together, and before you know it, Colin had it published on his site.
Here is where Raise Your Hands beings: Colin wrote back with lyrics, and asked me to put music to it. Being the putz that I am, I started, but never got it finished. I think part of the reason is that I had written a song called Raise Your Hands just a few days earlier, and it just kind of freeked me out. But I also had a bit of time away from writing due to other pressing matters in my life. I've had this nagging guilt for the past year. Then last week Colin wrote to me and asked if I'd ever gotten it done. "No, but I'll do it by next weekend". Earlier this week I started over entirely with a more folky-tune on the guitar. But being unsure how Colin felt about that sort of music, I dug back in and finished up the original. And so, without further ado:
Raise Your Hands
Lyric ©2011 Colin Gordon-Farleigh
Music ©2012 Stephen G Brown
So this is a long one, with more characters than most of my stories. Here's how it happened. I started writing a hymn on the piano perhaps back in 2010 or so. Although I liked the music, I just couldn't come up with any lyrics. "As we humbly bow before you" was all I could do. So I wrote to my friend Greg Scheer, asking for advice. Greg is a fantastic composer and an even better person. You should visit his sight and at least get to know him through his music and musings.
Well Greg said "Why don't you ask my friend Colin if he would write something". I was familiar with Colin Gordon-Farleigh through the songs he and Greg have written together and Greg posts on his music blog. I wrote off to Colin asking if he would be interested, and to my immense pleasure, he agreed. Shortly thereafter I had lyrics to my hymn, so I put the whole thing together, and before you know it, Colin had it published on his site.
Here is where Raise Your Hands beings: Colin wrote back with lyrics, and asked me to put music to it. Being the putz that I am, I started, but never got it finished. I think part of the reason is that I had written a song called Raise Your Hands just a few days earlier, and it just kind of freeked me out. But I also had a bit of time away from writing due to other pressing matters in my life. I've had this nagging guilt for the past year. Then last week Colin wrote to me and asked if I'd ever gotten it done. "No, but I'll do it by next weekend". Earlier this week I started over entirely with a more folky-tune on the guitar. But being unsure how Colin felt about that sort of music, I dug back in and finished up the original. And so, without further ado:
Raise Your Hands
Lyric ©2011 Colin Gordon-Farleigh
Music ©2012 Stephen G Brown
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Roshni
I got a new guitar. It's small. Doesn't sound great, but it's fun because it is small. So I bought it in to the office to show some folks. At one point during the day, I went for coffee with my "friend" Roshni. We parted ways before making it back to the office, but when I made it back, I saw her darting away from my computer.
Sure enough, she'd sent email from my computer as a prank. I grabbed the guitar, and started working on this song.
Roshni
© 2012 Stephen Brown
Roshni, Roshni
You are not my friend
I'm taking my computer
When I leave here again
I've made too many offers
To buy lunch for the team
It happens every time that I forget to lock my screen
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Roshni, Roshni
You never show a trace
Of all your malice
Upon your pretty face
I'm not the first
And I know there will be more
To fall down under the fury when you roar
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Sure enough, she'd sent email from my computer as a prank. I grabbed the guitar, and started working on this song.
Roshni
© 2012 Stephen Brown
Roshni, Roshni
You are not my friend
I'm taking my computer
When I leave here again
I've made too many offers
To buy lunch for the team
It happens every time that I forget to lock my screen
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Roshni, Roshni
You never show a trace
Of all your malice
Upon your pretty face
I'm not the first
And I know there will be more
To fall down under the fury when you roar
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
Oh, Roshni, how can you act so bad
You've taken away what little pride I had
Oh Roshni, your heart is black as night
I don't think you even know what's wrong and what is right
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