Cottage Melody – JG Farmer (Raven)

Form: Catena Rondo

The house of song we called it
She sat playing her old guitar
Singing of sun, moon, and star
The house of song we called it
She sat playing her old guitar
Plucking notes on finger tips
Soul words forming on her lips
She sat playing her old guitar
Plucking notes on finger tips
With stories to tell in a tune
As we listened under the moon
Plucking notes on finger tips
With stories to tell in a tune
Let the music speak, she said
From your heart, not your head
With stories to tell in a tune
Let the music speak, she said
The house of song we called it
Listen now and hear a bit
Let the music speak, she said
The house of song we called it
She sat playing her old guitar
Her music travelled so far
The house of song we called it

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I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out...

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