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Post by davidhanners on Dec 26, 2006 19:16:23 GMT -5
I'm supposed to be the "guest artist" at next Sunday's church service (House of Mercy in downtown St. Paul) and since it is New Year's Eve, I thought I'd write an upbeat, positive song about the new year. Then I remembered, "Hey, I don't do upbeat and positive." So here's the tune I wound up writing, and I'll do it next Sunday. It's not perfect, but I like it. I may get rid of the bridge. Haven't made up my mind yet, though.
ANOTHER YEAR © 2006 by David Hanners
Another year’s gone by, just like you said it will Now the future’s staring at me like Abe Lincoln on a five-dollar bill You say "time, it heals all wounds," but time ain’t brought you back My friends say “look forward,” but there’s comfort in looking back
chorus: And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse
Another year’s gone by; I’m glad to see it go Every day I stumbled across one more thing that I did not know Used to be so smart, back when there was a “we” But I guess I wasn’t smart enough to keep you in love with me
And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse
bridge: Here’s hoping we find one another somewhere down the road Maybe this year will have been worth it; like you said, “You just never know” Another year’s gone by and somehow I’m still here Miles still roll by and I still answer to my fears Yeah, another year’s gone by, new resolutions to make Resolutions, promises; ain’t found one I can’t break
And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse Yeah, I have trouble counting the blessings Because of this curse
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Post by Cornflake on Dec 26, 2006 19:51:42 GMT -5
That's a strong song, David. It's in no danger of being considered upbeat and positive.
Maybe you need the bridge musically but I don't see that it adds to the song lyrically. Any possibility of doing an instrumental bridge?
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Post by Marshall on Dec 26, 2006 19:59:26 GMT -5
Ouch !
(I like the bridge. It shows the guy is still holding out "hope" they'll get back together. That's probably why he's glad to see the year gone. He's waiting for the reunion he knows deep down probably won't ever happen.)
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Post by davidhanners on Dec 27, 2006 12:39:22 GMT -5
Thanks for the input, gents. I go back and forth on the bridge. The hope held out in the bridge is fairly self-delusional (i.e., I sent her a Christmas gift and she sent it back, unopened) and the wording of the bridge may offer hope where in fact there is none. I'd like to stick a little hope in a song filled with despair, but sometimes the silver lining is hard to find because it is simply not there.
Perhaps I can re-gift the gift. Or have a bridge that goes:
Bought you a gift for Christmas; just seemed like the thing to do Got it back in the mail today, at least it wasn't "postage due"
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Post by davidhanners on Dec 28, 2006 12:57:17 GMT -5
Decided to keep a bridge, but substitute out the old one with a version of the one featured in the previous post. Now it goes:
Got you a gift for Christmas, seemed like the thing to do You sent it back unopened, at least there was no postage due
I also ditched the last half of the first verse (You say "time heals....") and replaced it with:
They say "time heals all wounds" and maybe that is true But they don't know what they're talking about; their hearts weren't broken by you
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Post by Marshall on Dec 29, 2006 6:46:50 GMT -5
They say "time heals all wounds." Most times that is true But they don't know what they're talking about; their hearts weren't broke by you Just a suggestion. The first change I think sets up the second line better. The broke change is just a syllabic thing that flows better in my head as I read it. But if you hustle through their hearts, then the 2 syllable broken would fit fine. Is this a country tune ? ( or even: But they don't know what they're talking about; when it comes to me and you.) (( Oooh. I like my last suggestion. It leaves the door open to whose responsible for the debacle.))
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Post by davidhanners on Dec 29, 2006 11:09:30 GMT -5
Oh, I think we can close the door on the question of who is responsible for the debacle, Marshall. It was me. At least that's what I've been told....
I like the suggestion about "most times that's true" because I was troubled by the disagreement in that line and the next. Originally, the line agreed that "maybe that's true" but then the next line said "They don't know what they're talking about." Well, maybe it's true or it isn't. But if they don't know what they're talking about, then it ain't maybe true. Or something like that. It still needs work.
I also wound up changing the first couple of lines of the last verse. Now it goes:
Another year's gone by, for some reason I'm still here Still end my day without you, still wake up with all of my fears
I rehearsed the song last night with Angie, the woman I'm performing it with Sunday at the House of Mercy. She has some great harmony on the chorus. When you're a lousy singer like me, you know when to bring in a ringer....
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Post by davidhanners on Dec 30, 2006 9:13:56 GMT -5
I've done yet another big re-write of the song. This may be the "final" version before the song is debuted tomorrow night. Here's how it stands now:
ANOTHER YEAR © 2006 by David Hanners
Another year’s gone by, just like you said it will Now the future’s staring at me like Abe Lincoln on a five-dollar bill They say "Time heals all wounds," but I don't know that's true They don't know what they're talking about, their hearts weren't broken by you
chorus: And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse
Another year’s gone by; I’m glad to see it go Every day I find one more thing I need your forgiveness for But you say you can't do it, it's just not in your heart If redemption is a long road, when are we going to start?
And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse
bridge: Got you a gift for Christmas, seemed like the thing to do You sent it back unopened; at least there was no postage due
Another year’s gone by, for some reason I'm still here Still go to bed without you, still wake up with all of my fears Yeah, another year’s gone by, new resolutions to make Resolutions are like my heart, guess they were meant to break
And I’m not what I used to be For better or worse I have trouble counting the blessings On account of the curse Yeah, I have trouble counting the blessings Because of this curse
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2006 9:29:24 GMT -5
Nice work David. I hope we get to hear a recording sometime soon.
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Post by Marshall on Dec 30, 2006 11:44:49 GMT -5
Well done, as always, David. I hope "getting it out" helps you deal with the real situation.
( I like to think of a song as a separate thing unto itself. The best songs have a reality behind them. But they also transcend their reality to connect to a bigger reality that is universal to all human endeaver. . . , or something like that.)
PS - Mark twain said, "Never let the truth get in the way of a good story." (. . . , or something like that.)
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Post by davidhanners on Dec 31, 2006 8:35:50 GMT -5
For better or worse, everything in the song is true. '06 was a lousy year, even worse than '05, and '05 was worse than the year before it. Things are not trending upwards, as they say. (Speaking of "they" saying things, the final two lines of the first verse now read: Time heals all wounds, at least they say that's true/But they don't know what they're talking about, their hearts weren't broken by you.)
And looking at the start of '07, I really don't think it's going to reverse the trend. As I told a former colleague the other day, I'm giving 2007 a couple of months. If things haven't shaped up by then or the silver lining hasn't been revealed, I'm jumpin' the fence.
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Post by Marshall on Jan 1, 2007 12:39:15 GMT -5
"Smile when you say that !"
You be good, now.
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