LYRICS
You might really believe it’s true
But it can’t just be true for you
From an opinionated point-of-view
What’s true for you is true for me
And it’s plain to see
True for everybody
What’s true is true
Ain’t no debating that
What’s true for me is true for you
Exact
See truly
Eyes free
Mind free
Heart free
Know truly
Gooooo….
You say you want another tie-dye day
Don’t want the feeling to ever go away
I want to keep on going
Sense I’m on the path to knowing
Now I’m working on something to say
Something to move us… change our way
I want to keep on going
Sense I’m on the path to knowing
I believe the day is today
That the false opinion can sway
I want to keep on giving
Sense I’m on the path to loving
I want to keep on going
Sense I’m on the path to knowing
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — A A7
G A
While sitting in a field playing the guitar on the last day of the Stir Fry Music Festival, a fellow sitting next to me said, “I want to keep on going.”
Made in the USA (Barto, Berks County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Made in the USA (West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
While I was sitting on the courthouse wall writing music, a man stopped by (Chris) and asked if I could write a song about him “having a job and wishing he was at the shore, instead.” Since my son and I were also trying to plan a trip to the beach, I combined the ideas.
LYRICS
Are you scared of what’s lurking under your bed
Are you frightened of what goes “thump” in the night
Does imagination run (wild) through your head
Giving you some mystical insight
Knowing how to tame anarchy
It’s under control
No, you’re not the same ‘ole monkey
It’s wonder mental
Never scared of what’s lurking in my head
Never frightened of the hammer of the might
No aggravation… frustration of how it’s said
Giving me some magical insight
LYRICS
All the days under the sun
Like father, like son
All the ways our mission won
Like father, like son
A chip off the ‘ole block
Contribution to the genetic clock
A chip off the ‘ole block
Reign’s end drawing near… tick-tock
Chorus
Standing up for freedom
Bringing sum enlightenment to some
Fighting for the good fight
Giving proof through the night
Are you aware? Our flag’s still there
Chorus
Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle
Little Boy Blue and the Man In The Moon
Boy to man then to dust too soon
When you coming home Dad (Son)? “I don’t know when…
You know we’ll get together then.”
ABOUT THIS SONG
Chords — A slide to 4th fret, slide to 5th fret
A D A E A
Influenced by The Star Spangled Banner and The Cats In The Cradle
Made in the USA (The Liberty Bell, Philadelphia; Blue Bell and Plymouth Meeting, Montgomery County; West Chester, Chester County, Pennsylvania, United States of America.)
Songwriting While Shooting Pool in Plymouth Meeting
LYRICS
Rack ’em. Break ’em.
Let the balls roll
Whack ’em. Crack ’em.
Let the deal dole
No longer behind the eight ball any more
Check out all the angles to explore
Eyes popping from their sockets
Watching balls rolling into pockets
Chorus
There is so little to do with luck
Whether you bet the farm or just a buck
It’s more a matter to see geometry
Whether a straight shooter is what you’ll be
Chorus
Strike with just the right English
Weave yourself into the fabric’s mesh
Some happen to call it The Zen
As it happens to you, you’ll know when
LYRICS
I bet you’ve got a story you thought I’ve never heard
I bet you’ve got a story considered beyond absurd
So, climb aboard and ride the bandwagon with me
So, climb aboard and swing from a star
It’s easy to be beyond bizarre
You say the picture of Earth is hanging crooked
You say the politicians are all f#&%ed
Well, today’s the day we rectify
Today’s the day the try is the dye
Break the mold and cast the I
