Morning Walk

For those of you who endured even a few seconds of my Knock On Wood Knock Off – my apologies. You may notice how that song was recently taken off the blog, only to be replaced by this pleasant piano musing.

I call it Morning Walk. It’s a first draft. And there are things to improve with this, for sure. I need to work on varying the rhythm track. I’ve been writing out the sections, so I can go back and re-record some of the parts that are a little rough.

What suggestions do you have? Words? An additional melody line?

Look forward to hearing your thoughts.

  • I’m surprised you took down KOWKO, but this is very nice.

    I miss you, Johnny!

  • Christy

    This is a great melody! These words came to me, I think the finished product could be slower, and country, maybe even with that weird country music phrasing. Maybe not steel guitar country, but definitely fiddle/guitar country. I’d love to make it bluegrass, but I don’t think it’d make that much of a transition.

    Gotta be a guy singing. (Even though men die first……hmmm.) OK, this is a gruesome song about death now. Well, I am SUPPOSED to be reading the Bhagavad Gita for my guru, and I’m procrastinating….so thanks!

    Can you hear the natural lyrical breaks? I don’t know how to write them.

    On and on
    it goes
    through time
    and pain
    and joy

    You and me
    in the summertime
    walking fast
    through fields
    down paths
    green groves

    On and on it goes
    through time
    and pain
    and joy

    You and me
    in the wintertime
    slipping now
    on brittle ice
    sparkling snow
    and aching bones

    On and on
    it goes
    through time
    and pain
    and joy

    You and me
    creeping through the dark
    losing grasp
    of familiar hands
    moving out
    of sight

    On and on it goes
    through time and pain and joy
    e -ter-nity
    a new path to see
    With me…

  • Thanks Christy! What unexpected fun!

    I love how “on and on” mirrors the rhythm. And then, I like how “you and me” mirrors both the rhythm and the initial phrase, suggests a nice form, and makes for a good parallelism. I’ll have to play with this at the piano and see what comes up.

    JT