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New tune: Slatey Day

Over the last few months, several friends have lost loved ones. Myself included. Heart break inspired this song. At the time, I was struggling to breathe when I wrote it. Posting the lyrics here, hoping you, too, can float for a moment if grief is rocking your boat. Thanks to On Pop of the World Studios and Sam Frazier for helping me put the song out there.

Slatey Day

“How’d you get so high?”
I asked the sky,
“So high and blue.

“Even when the day
goes slatey gray
you’re still blue as the jay.

“And do the clouds
get you down when they start
rumbling around,

“and the storms try
to push you away.

“What makes you stay
so high and blue
on a slatey day?”

[chorus]

And she said, “I’ll tell you

I’ve got a job to do.
When the storms get rough
I’ve got to hold the stars up.

“But I can only be
as strong as what’s holding me.
So if strong’s what you need
go ask the sea.”

So I asked the sea
if it could be
strong enough to hold me.

She said, “I bet you’d float
so give it a go.
Just hold on to me.

“Cause if I hold the sky
and if you’re holding me
that makes you strong as the sea.

“I’ll hold on to you
all you have to do
is hold on to me.

[chorus]

“Because I’ll tell you
I’ve got a job to do
when the storms get rough
I’ve got to hold the sky up.

“But I can only be
as strong as what’s holding me
So I guess that means
You’re strong as the sea.”

[Instrumental]

Because I’ll tell you
I’ve got a job to do.
When the storms get rough
I’ve got to hold the sea up.

But I can only be
as strong as what’s holding me
So I’ll hold on to the sky
the stars, and the sea.

Wrecking Ball (lyrics)

Wrecking Ball by Molly Miller and Molly McGinn Amelia’s Mechanics Old soul with a wrecking ball tied to her ankle jumps down a hole no kite. No kite. Queen of Hearts sprints up a hill only to stop and then stand still no kite. No kite. Stares down the hole and sprints again bleeding from a bullet in her left…

Know her?

I like to do flickr searches for "Greensboro Woman." It’s usually pictures like these that turn up: estate photos, old black and whites, that mug shot I had of the woman in the silk blouse and the serial number necklace. It’s always kind of interesting to see what kind of woman is so important, yet so anonymous, that she’s identified…

Sealed with about 500 pieces of scotch tape

That’s one cheap, unlickable envelope. It took three pieces of scotch tape to close that thing up. Addressed and stamped twice because stamp prices change faster than gas prices these days. What’s it up to, now, like $5 a stamp? Licked, taped, and stamped in doubles and triples because I want to make sure this letter gets all the way…