Friday, October 16, 2009

Ovin, You, Gene & Me

OvinYouGene&Me.ogg OvinYouGene&Me.mp3 (live demo - piano)

This one's another about William's childhood; in this case, summers on the coast in Savannah and Tybee island. It's a nice, simple Country tune.

My friend Gene Monroe died of Lou Gehrig's disease shortly after this was written. This song has nothing to do with him, but it does have his first name in it, and mentioned a lot of the sorts of things he liked. He couldn't do much for himself at the end, but he could listen to music, and he enjoyed this. That alone made it worthwhile.

Ovin, You, Gene & Me
wmh - 2 March 2006, for Della

Waiting all Winter for that seagull summer
With Fall out too far to see
There's only the salt breeze
Amidst quail filled pine trees
On the sunny rock shores of Soap Creek

And I can still see the gas glow
For miles from my window
A beckoning and warm sight to see
Soon silhouette shadows
Give way to the night
Quickly becoming childhood memories

Then when the tourists are all gone
My thoughts simply slide along
Sideways but straight as can be
To a laughter long lost
Captured and lying in wait
For Ovin, You, Gene & Me.

I recall events on a little river
It's currents flow swift through my mind
Even ever verging tides crashing on Tybee
Can't was away starfish lit dreams
Or the ebbing hourglass sands to the sea

I truly hate what silence sounds like
It's deafening to me
Way beyond blue, yet under the shade tree
There's a place in the past
Prepaid first class
For Ovin, You, Gene & Me.

Then when the tourists are all gone
My thoughts simply slide along
Sideways but straight as can be
To a laughter long lost
Captured and lying in wait
For Ovin, You, Gene & me.

From the day we first met
The sun rose, the sun set
On Ovin, You, Gene & me.

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