PROMISES
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I recently asked forum friend Steve Mohacey to help me "breath life" into a 40-year-old song. It features Steve's excellent skills on tenor sax.
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Letters and pictures and phone calls and flowers
Had promised a day that was due;
Now I can say that today is that promise--
Today I am flying to you.

Burst through the clouds and a mem'ry's awakened 
By colors I see in the skies;
Now I recall why that blue is familiar--
That blue is the blue in your eyes.

​Can't keep my mind on this book I've been reading;
I've tried but it's simply no use;
My mind is caught up in letters and pictures and PROMISES--you.

​What can I say when I look in your eyes that could
Tell you how much you've been missed?
Foolish to think that a word could exist that could
Tell you as well as a kiss.

​Somewhere below there are lovers whose lovers are
Waiting for their day to come;
Aren't we lucky that our day has finally come for us?

​Ten minutes more we'll touch down in your city
I'll search for your face in the crowd;
Run to your arms and I know that our hearts will be
Singing our promise out loud:

Love you! Love you!
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(No style -- had to build this up on my own!)
RTs: 3843 Nylon Guitar Samba, 714 Piano Acoustic Bossa
Loop: Bongo/Conga
Midi: Bass, Piano Strings

Windows 11, Intel Core i5-8600T 2.3Ghz, 16 gig ram, BIAB 2025 MegaPak, SampleTank 4, Keystation49 Kybd, Neewer NW-800 mic