new song: A Silver Line

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Several weeks ago I found myself writing for the first time with Mr. Sam Cooper. Sam is a great songwriter who also lives in Nashville (TN). We had no idea of what we were going to write and no clue of where the song was going to lead us. I’m sure Sam will agree with me if I say that in a way the song took us miles away.
We found ourselves in a different time too; in several different times I have to admit.
I am equally proud of all the songs I am writing with the amazing co-writers I have found in this town. Tonight belongs to this one – A Silver Line. I was playing it to myself in the warmth of a hotel room and thought I’d share it with you. Well, the lyrics at least.

I think the whole song is really about Cupid. That’s my feeling. Cupid is my hero in this one!

A SILVER LINE

Atlas how heavy is the world on your shoulders tonight?
Is it heavier than all of the thoughts on your turbulent mind?
If I could carry your burden would you carry mine?
Does the beauty of your dream defeat it’s decline?

Echo how does it feel to be trapped in the stone?
Are you forced to repeat lies with your incorruptible tone?
What would you trade if I gave you a voice of your own?
Would you define the thoughts on your mind? What would you condone?

But a storm is on this earth
And my life is not a myth
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud
With the shine of a silver line

Achilles how sharp is the blade of the sword that you wield?
Does it make you feel you can battle not bearing a shield?
If I crafted boots that fit you would you strike a deal?
How do you know that a Prince won’t shoot at your heel?

But a storm is on this earth
And my life is not a myth
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud
With the shine of a silver line

Cupid do you retrieve the arrows you cast?
How do you feel when you witness that a love doesn’t last?
What if I sliced every failure out of your past?
Would it feel like the good that you’ve done hasn’t faded too fast?

But a storm is on this earth
And my life is not a myth
So I trace the towering darkness of a cloud
With the shine of a silver line


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