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Down On Your Knees

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Wrote this during a practice with my band “Thumper and Smash”. Credits:

  • Smash: Drums
  • Thumper: Bass

© 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

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Angry Birds

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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.

©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

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Raise Your Hands – Colin Gordon-Farleigh

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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:

Lyric ©2011 Colin Gordon-Farleigh
Music ©2012 Stephen G Brown

 

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Roshni

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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