"Cold Morning Coffee" (#430, 210116)

Cold morning coffee color of soil
About as thick as motor oil
Like molasses a couple of drops
Made a halo on the countertop

Cold morning coffee forgot it was there
Stained the paper on the rocking chair
Mug is sittin’ on the kitchen floor
Left over from the night before

Cold morning coffee sharp as a knife
Unforgiving like weighted dice
Some kinda’ frozen oblivion
Heart made of obsidian

Cold morning coffee heavy roast
Somewhere south of Mexico
Bitter as winter as dry as dust
Almost dead like the two of us

Week 03 - Cold Morning Coffee (210116)

Cold morning coffee day
(Mark Anderson 2021)

Cold morning coffee- Cold morning rain 
An old broken heart –filled with nothing but pain
Old, faded pictures – and memories of love 
Are all that she left  him – but it ain’t enough
Umm – Umm – cold morning coffee day

An empty old house – a cold empty bedroom
Where the fire once burned – that ended too soon
Now he’s alone here  – alone all night long
With a dead whiskey bottle – like a sad country song
Umm – Umm – cold morning coffee day

(Chorus)
A cold morning coffee’s
Just an old metaphor
Like watching love turning the page
It’s like leaving the keys
And closing that door
He’s never known love that brave
What else is there to say - it's a cold morning coffee day

A cold morning coffee - A cold morning rain 
The day that she left here - She made it plain  
Another sad story – another long day
She won’t be back  – said it’s better that way
Umm – Umm – cold morning coffee day

(Chorus)
His cold morning coffee’s
Just an old metaphor
Like watching love turning the page
It’s like leaving the keys 
Like closing that door
He’s never known love that brave
What else is there to say – it’s a cold morning coffee day

Music --------------------

(Chorus)
Umm, Umm – Umm, Umm 
What else is there to say – it’s a cold morning coffee day

Cold morning coffee day -

Love is Breathing Like The Wind

Copyright Erin Wolf 2021

Week 3 Prompt - Cold Morning Coffee

*Written in celebration of what would have been my Grandma Pat's 90th birthday. She was my favorite almost birthday buddy.*

early morning light
and i see my breath frozen on the air
my thoughts turn to you
as my mind fog clears
today would've been your birthday
and while i'm glad you didn't live
to see the hell of the last few years
i still wish you were here

oh woah oh

finish my cold morning coffee and
head out the door
the sun shines brightly but
offers no warmth
the flowers at the supermarket
spring forth in all the colors you love
and everything i feel beneath this mask
in my throat all stuck

oh woah oh

and i miss you
and i love you
and i'm grateful
to have known you
my favorite birthday love

My Favorite Birthday Love

I had fun redoing this old (July 2017) SAW song!

This is about burnout.  But I also think it fits with the current times of the pandemic, whether its loss of livelihood or jobs, loss of a loved one, isolation (social distancing), displacement and more.

Photo by Eric Vetter, Coney Island, Summer 2020
Photo is empty Coney Island (usually there would be hundreds of people…).

No Connection

I used to play games
I used to take risks
I used to have drive
I used to be clear
I used to inspire
But I lost my fire
Who am I now?
I lost myself somehow

And now there’s no no no no no no
I said no no no no no no
No no no no connection

I used to have fun
I used to have laughs
I used to be patient
I used to relax
I used to be brave
I used to have hope
Why can’t I dream?
I’m no longer part of a team

And now there’s no no no no no no
I said no no no no no no
No no no no connection

I used to have power
I used to have a voice
I used to be loved
I used to have trust
I used to be fierce
I used to have grace
Who am I now?
I lost myself somehow

And now there’s no no no no no no
I said no no no no no no
No no no no connection

No Connection - 1:22:21, 7.48 PM

Hey Lady - please come over here
for this to work you need to be quite near, to me
Oh Lady - your actions soon will show
that you have powers you didn't know, could affect me (so)

You smile - and it warms me up inside
like hot chocolate on a cold winter's night
But when you kiss me - without warning
that's like coffee on a cold December morning
Needless to say - it gets me going

Like a spark in the dark, an electric charge
connecting me to you
Why it happens again, and again science can't explain
but I swear - it's the Gospel truth
it's because I love you

Hey Lady - now that you have seen
what you do to me means, to me
Oh Lady - I know that you can tell
that this experiment went quite well, so let's prove it again

Song and image Copyright © Claes Akerblom

Cold Morning Coffee (demo)

A Cup Of Cold Coffee

The first tale of Snow and Cherry

Help yourself

i know it's hard to feel lonely
when nothing seems like it's alright
no need to keep on pretending
not this time

i know you know it's a journey
but we don't always know how far
don't let the world break your heart to pieces
not this time

no one can help you if you don't help yourself
every man can change his mind, it's alright

you know i love you to tears
that it's ok for men to cry
i know nobody has ever taught us
until now

Tales of Snow and Cherry

Help Yourself

Collaboration with David and Laurie Easterling.

I took a chord progression David came up with as we were starting to collaborate, then brainstormed the first draft of the lyrics. Then David edited the lyrics to fit his way of singing it and we chiseled down extra stanzas to fit to length (not necessarily in that order).  I'll probably record another version sometime soon to improve the mix between the video's audio and the audio into DAW, possibly adding drums, bass too.

Songbird- McDoniels-Easterling Co-write

Copyright Erin Wolf 2021

Week 4 Prompt - Help Yourself
Video: https://youtu.be/WZAhXb-qQZI

i bet you couldn't help yourself
you say as you laugh at me
moments like this are my favorite part
of days together down by the sea

we don't know, we never know
what the future will hold
all i know is i hope i'm still with you
when we're wrinkly, grey, and old

and oh woah oh
a love like this worth waiting for
oh woah oh
a love that always gives us more

oh woah oh
oh woah oh

and as we sit here beside the fire
warm summer breeze moves the air
i listen as your voice sweetly sings
songs from when we lived on prayers

no matter what tomorrow brings
i know we'll make it through alright
you and me, side-by-side
oh this future's looking bright

and oh woah oh
a love like this worth fighting for
oh woah oh
a love that makes our dreams soar

and oh woah oh
a love like this worth waiting for
oh woah oh
a love that makes us want more

oh woah oh
oh woah oh

A Love Like This

Week 4 #songaweek2021. Photo is from a walk with my kids on a woodsy bluff trail overlooking downtown Saint Paul. Feeling very "meh" about this song and life in general today so just made a quick phone recording to git 'er done for another week :)

I’m walking on winter’s water
Skating on thick ice
No fear of drowning
In this frozen paradise

I’m standing in silent snow light
under a full moon
shadows of tree branches
brush the drifts with deep dark hues

Januaerial view
icicle dreams come true

I’m listening to birds and breezes
in the winter woods
bright songs and deep sighs
whispering a world of good

i’m sleeping through winter’s long night
warmed with gentle fire,
soft quilts and old stories
of worlds beyond my cozy shire

Help Yourself

cristhopper