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Painting a Song: Volume 15

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1.
Walk with me down tree lined streets I will hold your hands while you whisper your dreams Tell me everything you need while you tremble I will hold you in the shade I understand if you have to leave You’ll lose me in between each dirty facade While you run in the sun I will hide in the places you can’t reach
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In a building of green Catch an excellent scene Even now watering his beans Tinkering away the time Even now in his prime Don't look now or you'll spoil his thyme Mr. Gardener, our esteemed horticulturist Tending to the plants that don't exist Just pretend they're all there In the open fresh air Even though all the plants are nowhere Mr. Gardener, our esteemed horticulturist Tending to the plants that don't exist Don't disturb him now While working in the sun You can just allow his strange sense of fun In a building of green Catch an excellent scene Even now watering his beans Don't disturb him now While working in the sun You can just allow his strange sense of fun Tinkering away the time Even now in his prime Don't look now or you'll spoil his thyme Mr. Gardener, our esteemed horticulturist Tending to the plants that don't exist Mr. Gardener, our esteemed horticulturist Tending to the plants that don't exist
3.
under the cover of darkness we ride our smallest cruiser from the radar hides get to the outpost crack open the door once in the hangar don't know what's in store there's still so little we know of this power perhaps the answer will lie in this tower no matter what we face we will not cower we are the corsairs and this is our hour enter the hangar totally empty find the terminal and search for the key but we can't find it don't know what to search instead there's a lab for secret research there's still so little we know of this power perhaps the answer will lie in this tower no matter what we face we will not cower we are the corsairs and this is our hour this secret lab on the moon has two things that might help us the gradient optimizer or the quantum valve of flux there's still so little we know of this power perhaps the answer will lie in this tower no matter what we face we will not cower we are the corsairs and this is our hour
4.
I’m planting a tree and when it’s grown I can pay off my student loan I wait, I wait Day to day I’m watching the market price of fruit Wearing my necktie and my suit I wait, I wait Data day All of the time, waiting for the sun to shine Waiting for life to give lemons and limes When I’m old, sell all my apples of gold But all of the waiting is taking a toll I’m thinking it takes a hundred years Better have patience over tears I wait, day to day I will wait, I’m on the way I’m painting a song and when it’s done I hope it will be number one I wait, I wait Day to day I heard that there was a secret chord Strumming it only made me bored I wait, I wait Day to day All of the time, waiting for the sun to shine Waiting for life to give lyrics and rhymes When I’m old, hundreds of “Apples of Gold”s But all of the waiting is taking a toll I’m thinking it takes a hundred years Better have patience over tears I wait, day to day I will wait, I’m on the way I will wait, day to day I will wait I’m on the way
5.
The Gold is king, and I will sing (La la la la la la la) The tree, it stands so tall; overlooking Dead from years of sunlight and the rainfall My hope swells out, my heart knows a sure thing That I might not be alone here at all Creeping desire, it pulls me inward But suddenly I’m not the only one Looking hungry at me “Please” I implore Let this not be how this short life is done The Golden stares right through me like I’m glass Sprinting back to the ship I think is right With steps it moves with me swiftly alas I see the end; I run, I freeze, I fight And in quest to cure my planet’s hunger I find myself in gold, and tree, under Golden takes me in and I finally sleep, goodnight Oak Trees on this planet I was sent to find - we are starving we need food Living inside the oak was gold The Oak is the Throne The Gold is the King But I cannot share the Gold or the Oak For the Falling stars may fall too hard The Empire’s reach will span to far And that this will become song
6.
Count the rings (x8) I don't know how you found your way Underneath the green titilla On such a cloudy day When the air smells like vanilla Another day in the fall Where we do nothing at all I'm going back to the place So won't you give me a call? (Guitar solo) Count the rings (x16)
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Mm mm… I lean over the railing The tide caresses the bay While I’m waiting for the call to say You’ve left quick as you can For my bed in your private estate You’ve got your obligations And I don’t think that I would mind If I didn’t have to linger In the shadow of your days Far away from your regular life *** I’ll stay by the window As the evening drags on And when you breeze back to Biscay I’ll keep your dinner warm You’ll love me under a blank sky On the empty moonless beach We swear we’ll stay forever Though we’re lying through our teeth But until you open the foyer doors And I have you on my lips I’ll chill the same champagne In Biarritz Mm mm…

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Volume 15 of our weekly songwriting challenge.

The prompt this week was an AI-generated nonexistent word:
titilla (noun) – a tall oak tree of the Old World shrub family, widely grown as a vegetable, cultivated for its fiber and fiber-rich bark

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released April 18, 2021

artwork by Kyle Howey
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