If It's All The Same To You

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The word, (poetry) for this piece was written by my good friend, Trudi Ralston. Trudi writes to a blog: lionessinexile.blogspot.com and asked if I could put music to it. I fell in love with the lyrics and tried to capture a kind of forlorn atmosphere with the music and after singing with my jazz-man voice, I added the melancholic harmonic to finish it off. .

lyrics

If It’s All The Same To You,…

Weather’s unpredictable they say,
it'll change when you think everything’s okay;
Yeah, come to think of it, you are that way,
rarely bringing sunshine to chase away the grey.

You are my fair weather friend,
gladly taking the light out of my sunny days,
yes, and hoarding all the raindrops when my heart is parched;
always finding a reason to steal my thunder away,
never around lately, to lend a helping hand anyway.

And if it’s all the same to you, just be on your way,
clear my tidy porch; get on out of here.
And take that slick grin with you; I am so tired of your game.

You are my fair weather friend,
running quickly the other way when I am in distress and doubt;
yes and so good at ignoring any luck that comes my way,
shining up that mirror that you can't live without.

So, if it’s all the same to you, just be on your way,
get your boots on out of here; you’re messing up my new floor,
grab that flashy hat and that suitcase of clichés,
and get, get on out of here; don’t come back anymore.

Happy trails, my fair weather friend, I am sure you’ll find someone else
to lead down your winding; slippery trail.
Someday however, you’ll come face to face
with that empty heart of yours; so dark and frail.

If it’s all the same to you, please be on your way
and close the door;
I want to feel the sweet emptiness you’re leaving behind,
sweep it up into the yard where the wind can carry it away.

You are my fair weather friend,
running quickly the other way when I am in distress and doubt;
yeah, so good at ignoring any luck that comes my way,
shining up that mirror that you can't live without.

credits

from E C C E N T R I C I T Y, released December 24, 2016
The word, (poetry) for this piece was written by my good friend, Trudi Ralston.

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