Goodnight Meko - 03/25/18 09:21 AM
Hi All,
Here's a song for a recently departed family member...
This is called Goodnight Meko.
Spring storm blowing north to the Maritimes
New York in its sights somewhere along the line
And all I can see is the distance in your eyes
The years have run out and your body is breaking down
No matter what I try I can’t bring you back around
You were born in April of 2001
We brought you home under a July sun
And the world was younger before September came
So many years have brought the past back to our door
Sometimes you still look the same as you did before
Every single day burns and fades to night
Sometimes we can’t see the dark through the light
And the end of the road is just the end of the road
Now the years they gather like black birds on a winter wire
Feather by feather they build their own horizon
Spring storm blowing north to the Maritimes
New York in it’s sights somewhere along the line
And all I can do is kiss you a final goodnight
Seventeen years like sweet distance in my mind
Running low and fast as we hand you off to time
All BIAB Tracks:
1293: Bass, Acoustic, TexMexCountry Ev 120
1118: Guitar, 12-String Acoustic, Strumming Ev 085
691: Guitar, Guitar, Acoustic, Strumming AcRockBright Ev 120
833: Guitar, Electric, Rhythm AltCountryMoody Ev 075
2541: Pedal Steel, Background ModernPopCountry Ev 110
RealDrums: NashvilleEven16, Snare, HiHat
Thanks for listening.
Bob
Here's a song for a recently departed family member...
This is called Goodnight Meko.
Spring storm blowing north to the Maritimes
New York in its sights somewhere along the line
And all I can see is the distance in your eyes
The years have run out and your body is breaking down
No matter what I try I can’t bring you back around
You were born in April of 2001
We brought you home under a July sun
And the world was younger before September came
So many years have brought the past back to our door
Sometimes you still look the same as you did before
Every single day burns and fades to night
Sometimes we can’t see the dark through the light
And the end of the road is just the end of the road
Now the years they gather like black birds on a winter wire
Feather by feather they build their own horizon
Spring storm blowing north to the Maritimes
New York in it’s sights somewhere along the line
And all I can do is kiss you a final goodnight
Seventeen years like sweet distance in my mind
Running low and fast as we hand you off to time
All BIAB Tracks:
1293: Bass, Acoustic, TexMexCountry Ev 120
1118: Guitar, 12-String Acoustic, Strumming Ev 085
691: Guitar, Guitar, Acoustic, Strumming AcRockBright Ev 120
833: Guitar, Electric, Rhythm AltCountryMoody Ev 075
2541: Pedal Steel, Background ModernPopCountry Ev 110
RealDrums: NashvilleEven16, Snare, HiHat
Thanks for listening.
Bob