SONGS

1967

By James Moyer A mythic ode to the "summer of love." Demo, arr. for voice, piano, guitar, and horn
1967 Gently she said, “I cannot be your flame”She had to go away and sigh about the sorrow of streams and what will beI can’t revive her anywhere else but here
Words don’t appear to availI can’t explain her at allMusic’s the only way there
I tend to her summer of love all of my days
One day I was lonesome, feeling lost in summer airThe usual kind of separation had exposed my many thoughts and words to sheer despairI was so lonesome when she afforded me her smile
And though at first I criedAnd though her flight was severe The music she gave was so clear
I tend to her summer of love all of my daysI tend to her summer of loveall her garden flowers,all her dreams and shadows
I will keep dancing I swearSinging the song of her nameWinter is always so near
I tend to her summer of love all of my daysI tend to her summer of loveall her garden flowersall her dreams and shadowsall her garden flowersall her dreams and shadows
James Moyer © 2013

Hey Stars

By James Moyer A nature lyric of beauty and longing. Raw demo (at digital piano); demo w/ full arrangement (e.g., for contrapuntal voices) upon request.
Hey Stars In October of joy and August desire and April of sighs You're always up there Hey stars, what do you tell? Autumn is always in the air Hey sun, you are a star warmer than bloom, warmer than seed burning the flowers in the field It's October again and August is gone but never the wind you run through the skies Hey wind, what do you say? Yearning is every thing that cries Hey breeze, you are the wind softer than breath, softer than skin breaking the hearts of those who feel Your October of skies or August of dust or April of streams is more real than dreams Hey rain, what is your creed? Colder than mist, colder than sea water the flowers on the hill Hey rain, you are the spring bringing me joy to no avail James Moyer © 2018

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