Hi All,

This was written one late foggy afternoon this past Fall in the Gettysburg National Cemetery…

GETTYSBURG

Autumn and the skies are turning
The cemetery is getting dark
And no I don’t want to walk
Through the fields today
There’s a haze on the briars
And dew on the burrs
Down in Gettysburg

The fence posts lean like they’re tired
A crow lifts without a sound
A chill that won’t explain itself
Settling into my coat
And the ground is holding
Everything it’s learned
Down in Gettysburg

Trace my breath in the cold air
Watch it disappear too soon
There’s a pull in the dirt and the stones
Like it knows why I’m here
And it don’t say anything
About what it’s heard
Down in Gettysburg

BIAB Tracks:
2474: Bass, Acoustic, Held
2921: Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm
3541: Guitar, Acoustic, Rhythm
2337: Violin, Background
3064: Vocal Oohs, Rhythm
RealDrums: MalletsSW16Slow
Other Notes:
Bob Mic: Logitech Blue Yeti
Bob Vocals: Logic Pro
Bob 2nd Acoustic Guitar: Martin D-18
Waves Vocal Rider
Izotope Nectar 3 Elements for Vocals
Izotope Plasma for Instrument Tracks Processing
Final Track Mix & Master: Logic Pro & Izotope Ozone 11

As always - thanks for listening!

Bob

Robert S. Dean - SoundCloud Song Channel