TalkSongs: Composed on a 6 string tenor ukulele.
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The Whole World Over’ sherry steiner (c) 2017
The whole world over I have searched for you
Up hills ~ down dales in the white marbled stations
Train-less but for time.
For you I have searched the whole world over
five rolling hills with honeysuckle clover.
Stones in the water & footsteps froze in time
Edge of darkness ~ no reason or rhyme.
Sunrise bridges ~ morning rise
Forest melodies & satin rain.
Flowering doves & windswept silence
Coyote poetry & minstrels moan.
Vessels weep ~~~ lilacs glisten.
The whole world over I have searched for you
up hills ~ down dales in the white marbled stations.
Train-less but for time.
For you I have searched the whole world over.
Five rolling hills with honeysuckle clover the
whole world over I have searched for you.
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On The Hillside …” sherry steiner (c) 2017
It is now that a song is sung in the garden of a deep dream
in the garden of a deep dream A song is sung.
On the hillside music drifts by with our voices to the wind ~
breezy melodies and fragrant mist timeless moments in tune
as the sounds lift the sparrows onto a magic carpet of serendipity.
It is now that a song is sung in the garden of a deep dream
in the garden of a deep dream A song is sung.
On the hillside music drifts by Rhythms rising so very high
as the blue jays scatter above awakening the morning glories
as they dance until tomorrow in the twilight of today.
It is now that a song is sung in the garden of a deep dream
in the garden of a deep dream A song is sung.
On the hillside music drifts by with harmonies that have come home ~
Singing out to warm skies above and cool grass below
Summer sounds fall to autumn and the hummingbird is so very silent.
It is now that a song is sung in the garden of a deep dream
in the garden of a deep dream A song is sung.
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Maybe It Was Sherry Steiner (c) 9.29.17
I lost the melody that was swirling in my head
Maybe it was hiding underneath the bed…
Flameless candles – an unclaimed spark
Fifty automobiles lined up in the dark
A forest sporting a crooked sidewalk
Your whispers quiet my everyday talk.
I lost the harmony that was brewing in my head
Maybe it was hiding underneath the bed…
Without shadows or dovetails sorrowed
a short lived ascent on time borrowed
A weeknight sky glistened over a jet
No peppered thoughts of regret yet.
I lost the lyrics that were churning in my head
Maybe they were hiding underneath the bed…
An illusion, a delusion you say
your call to arms your silent parlay
A turning of the forlorn tide
there is nothing left to set aside.
I lost the rhythm that was dancing in my head
Maybe it was hiding underneath the bed.
Your distempered words with no reprieve
Your heart tucked tightly inside your sleeve
Damage done – you have won.
A solo player on the run…
I lost the song that was playing in my heart
floating down the hillside in a horse drawn cart.
Your time lapse persona is a walk on the water
a white mooned river – a five year quiver.
And when I awake in the morn
Maybe I will hear a different song
Maybe I will hear a different song