Every week for  nearly 4 years  I write and record  a song and I am up to 236 songs which I have started putting in this fine playlist. Blimey it takes almost as long to post them as blinking write them ! It’s a smorgasbord of genre , subject matter. Some are sketches others are almost finished if there is such a thing. Some Might be considered to be demos except there really is no such thing as a demo. Some are bad some are good  some are doing the best they can  some have warts some are just perfectly formed . Dip your toe or dive in. Share or ignore they will
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Weekly Song

I wrote this last spring in my I heart songwriting club  -then had the pleasure of hanging with Lukas Drinkwater in his studio where he added stuff to the demo ( no such thing as a demo) and voila! It's a great song for welcoming in the Spring here in the Northern hemisphere. Happy Days .

The Grass Isn't Going To Cut Itself ( You Know)

Another nearly ready track that started as a one hour song with Iheartsongwritingclub and then grew into this beauty with the help of the wonderous Lukas Drinkwater who drummed and guitared ( many shapes ) and sung onto the track and brought it to life.
LYRICS
I picked a handful of acorns put them in the pocket of my shirt
Then I  put one in a bucket and  filled  it up  dirt 
Now it's  watered by the pouring  rain heated by the radiant sun
And a thousand year old journey's just begun

I visit the mother tree who lives off the beaten road
She gives me strength  when when I'm in a  bad way 
I sit under her branches feel her share my heavy load
As she consoles the ebbs and flows  of all  my dark  and troubled  days 

 Great  tree gives me strength  gives me comfort ( especially when I'm missing you)

It not that she makes it better but  she understands somehow
 Her Aged wisdom means she's felt it all before
The thousand  years of broken people sitting under her boughs 
The stories move around her from her crown back to the floor

Great Tree

Wrote  and recorded as part of the weekly Iheartsongwritingclub "Latitude' week. Lukas Drinkwater came and added and mixed ..Love this track so much.
LYRICS
I  often dream of  an Estuary
 river connects to the open sea
River rain dilutes the salty tide
I walk gently along the icy  riverside
 
recurring dream..same estuary...and it is real   ...  on my degree 
CHORUS 
52nd parallel north has always been my home
but if I  chose to sail along it's  latitude
find the  estuary  with all its magnitude 
52nd parallel north could still be my resting place 
In New-found Land ...I always dream of  


I often drowin in saltwater tears 
(I can't find home
 never really had one)
It doesn't  get  easy crossing off the  years?
(I can't find home)
 I dream one day I  will feel the ground
(I can't find home
 never really had one)
Know its  the place that's  homeward bound

52nd Parallel North

written by Gitika Partington refined with the help of Lukas Drinkwater
the seed was sown by Iheartsongwritingclub with a word -
LYRICS
I felt the spark Felt the heat  I  could have ignored Could have avoided it  The heat called me in  couldn't resist it I could  have missed it ... It was a spark Turned to a flame Temperatures are riding high Darkest smoke fills scarlet skies It was a lark A dangerous game  Mama told me  don't play with fire  I've gone and done it again... (This ain't  love love love in this heat We're  just burning up lost the heartbeat) x2 heartbeat heart beat   I burned my  heart  lost the beat  I  could have turned away But I chose to stay The sparks drew me in  Now I am ashes  Everything crashes-  around me

IT WAS A SPARK

Check out my band 3 Bucket Jones  https://3bucketjones.bandcamp.com/album/catch-my-breath-album-5 https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/3bucketjones/the-singles-2017-2018 (visit)
Share on Twitter I had a dear friend Pete who sadly died a couple years ago..I have not seen him for decades but something stuck he said which was if the 'up was worth the down' whether it be an experience  a relationship or imibing something  you would do it. SO that was the starting point.. Thannks to lovely Lukas Drinkwater again.
LYRICS 
No hangover the morning after. No regrets,   after  honeymoon laughter. I want to invent a pill that only gives you spark. I want to invent a day that never fades into dark. no raven night after the sunniest time   no nasty side effects after saying you're mine I want  to invent a pill that only gives you a  spark I want to invent a day that never fades into  dark. Gonna  spend more time with you, Peter said that  the up’s worth the down. I'd wake up to days brand, new Peter said that  the up’s worth the down  that   the love it will  keep coming a round  No lyrics for the second verse I got no time No yin and yang no minus and plus sign

Peter Says

Little demo wrote and recorded this morning  ..only 2 mins of loveliness...19th August 2023. thought I would share. a good start methinks .

Sing a song of grace
hold it  sweetly to our heart
we want more of love  we say we do
through the fire through the blue

got  no monochrome
keeping all the drama down
indigo through flame to  blue
now we got wings everythings so new  
 WE CAN FLY FLY WE CAN FLY !

soaring  peaks of snow
we want everyone to know
we want it all we shout aloud
flying high above  the clouds

climb the mountain high
then  we soar in bluest sky
father sun grandmother moon
we find our heart our breathing room so we can fly

FLY LKE AN EAGLE

FLY LIKE AN EAGLE

week 153 ..I write and record a song every week. 
LYRICS
how come I'm  the one putting my foot in it again
wearing my heart on my sleeve
telling the world how I feel
hoping it will  heal us  

How come I have constant knot in my refrain
expecting you to work it all out
thinking my feelings they shout
the bleeding obvious 
no one ever x2 , gave us the tools
only taught  us how to stick to, or break all the rules
 no one ever x2  showed us the way
how to ring our personal fire brigade
 no one ever told us how to stand up and fight
for the things we loved for things that were right 
  'how do you feel?'  no-one asked when we were young
oh oh oh oh oh    
when will we,  when will we ever learn
to stop going around
in circles, red hot circles  in circles again
three hundred and sixty degrees of pain
still going around
in circles,  red hot circles in  circles  again
Sing it for  me two more times
sing it  for me one more time

This 

week 153. Circles

another song a week it's a demo but it's not  
LYRICS
“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. 
The second best time to plant a tree is right now you know .”
Drop the acorn, watch and wait, shoots slowly rise again
we tend with care watch  the soil bare
with eagle eyes my friend  

"family  grow great  when grandparents  
plant trees  whose shade they'll never sit in"
 grandchildren  scatter  ashes dance in circles 
at thanksgiving  

and love grows grows grows
and  love  love grows grows

Week 184–The Best TIme To Plant A Tree. Mp3

Inspired by a line from Emily Dickinson andother Song a Week..demo..since then I have created an acapella version of this too. Image by Sadhya Rippon. Have a listen to the acapella version too https://on.soundcloud.com/FJWDa
LYRICS 
feeling your senses
seed to a lemon
willow bending 
nature keeps on  growing 

picket white fences
care and attention
growing tending
reaping  what your sowing

CHORUS 
In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
the gentle  breezes
Amen.
In the name of the trees
And of the time  that goes by
And as  heat follows freezes ( Amen )
the garden keeps on 
living and dying
breathing defying
 the changing weather
flowers mark  seasons
friends for a reason
beginning ending
life  follows  its cycles
fragrance they're sweeter
then bitter  and healing
we keep on wending
following the  spirals

From part poem by Emily Dickinson "In the name of the bee,
And of the butterfly,
And of the breeze, amen!"

Week 159 - Garden (Amen)

LYRIC 
feeling your senses
seed to a lemon
willow bending 
nature keeps on  growing 


picket white fences
care and attention
growing tending
reaping  what your sowing

CHORUS 
In the name of the bee
And of the butterfly
the gentle  breezes
Amen.
In the name of the trees
And of the time  that goes by
And as  heat follows freezes ( Amen )
the garden keeps on 
living and dying
breathing defying
 the changing weather
flowers mark  seasons

friends for a reason
beginning ending
life  follows  its cycles
fragrance they're sweeter

then bitter  and healing
we keep on wending
following the  spirals

From part poem by Emily Dickinson "In the name of the bee,
And of the butterfly,
And of the breeze, amen!"

week 159 – Garden ( Amen ) Acapella

Little bit of Vocoder in there . 
LYRICS
wake up early all they're feeling  is  the rain
shades of  darkened grey  the  moon is low again
loss of detail can they  find some clarity?
such a struggle to find clear transparency

communication  it all seems  so small and  lowercased
the real message gets forgotten then it's laid to waste
peeling  layers there's another one brand-new
You can't rescue me I can't rescue you


wake up early  rain is thundering, aloud
feel like strangers  mis communication all around 
loss of  everything they feel they're on their knees 
battling  to find a road to clear transparency

communication  it all seems  so small and  lowercased
the real message gets forgotten then it's laid to waste
peeling  layers there's another one brand-new
You can't rescue me I can't rescue you

I can't rescue you
You can't rescue me
feels like we're trying to wave  
from opposite sides of the planet
separated by  a dark and  stormy sea

communication  it all seems  so small and  lowercased
the real message gets forgotten then it's laid to waste
peeling  layers there's another one brand-new
You can't rescue me I can't rescue you

I can't rescue you
You can't rescue me
feels like we're trying to wave  
from opposite sides of the planet
separated by dark and  stormy sea .........

week 181 - You Can't Rescue Me

A Song about perseverance and putting one foot in front of the other that growth can be so slow if we forget to loook we might not even notice how we grow
 LYRIC 

I shall breathe

I shall build (stone by stone )

I shall reap

Gather up all I  sow 

One stone
One seed 
One step 
slow speed
revolve 
around the globe
I'll keep it slow
like snails go
but everyday 
A little growth 

just like the branches on the trees
just the branches on the trees

Week 183 -Branches On The Trees

Never Dreamed of Slaying Dragons 
did the whole thing in about 45 minutes raaaaaaaa! have a soft spot for dragons for many reasons . Puff the Magic Dragon will have me in tears everytime.I and Shelly's dad have the same birthday ...St Georges Day. 23rd April..who is also patron saint of England I live a lot in Wales which the dragon is the emblem. I know its supposed to be about the year of the wood dragon but what is a brief but a word to play with ...grabbed a loop and I am really pleased with the sketch as think this line 'never dreamed of slaying dragons' brings me great joy!.....story has it that george finally went to slay the dragon when they started donating children and then the princess to quell the dragons appetite . I know already lots of changes I am gonna make structural and lyric changes .. very excited!
Lyrics
POOR GEORGE CHORUS poor george didnt want to be a champion poor george never dreamed of slaying dragons poor george he loved a girl a girl Sophia poor george dreamed one day they'de be together VERSE when george was a little boy he had small red wooden dragon it was a special specail toy they were always close close companions called him Prince of Wales it was his only proper friend with his crimson scales faithful to the bitter end BREAK had to protect her from the dragon's appetite had to protect her finish off the dragon's flight

Poor George ( Never Dreamed of Slaying Dragons)

Your Actions are Your True Belongings - week 202 of my writing and recoding a song every week
life and death. Been reading a lot of Thich That Hahn lately and the 5 remembrances..the fifth one being ' My actions are my only true belongings . I cannot escape the consequences of my actions. My actions are the ground upon which I stand' there is life there is death there is illness but in the end the only thing that matters is what you do....so that was the starting point ...blessings to the generous souls in this group..thank you
Lyrics
leaves die leaves fall trees bare seeds hibernate til grief is done lovers die lovers fall deep despair held in the dark til death's all gone seasons in circles summer birds floating over thermals no escaping life and death no escaping first and last breath seasons going round winter icing solid ground all we can do is watch the wanting your actions are your true belongings why why high wall take care life graduates we end up home we die leaves fall evening prayer held in the dark til spirits flown

Your Actions Are Your True Belonging

Another little collab on the day before the equinox! Yowza got it on time. Thanks Andy for the track which I didn't carve up too much...changed the temp and added some distorted perc. found a new thing on logic when you pitch flex the vocals you then can change the tempo and the vocals change tooo...who know ...Based on the morbid fairy tale of the REd SHoes...probably not a keeper but enjoyed putting it together particularly with the odd time changes etc.
Lyrics
1.mother took her daughter to the shoemender to patch up her worn out shoes daughter charmed her mother bought her dancing slippers from the window old and used Just be careful said the shoe mender those old sippers have a mind of their own they used to belong to a girl who danced to her last breath pirouetted to an ... early death 2..mother took her daughter to the shoemender to give her old shoes new life daughter managed to charm her dear mother to buy slippers against all sensible advice Just be careful said the shoe mender those old red shoes have a mind of their own they used to belong to a girl couldn't stop her dancing feet threw herself from a mountain try to stop to stop the beat her feet are turning whirling spinning burning all over the town like they're flying, death defying dont think they will ever come down she's getting high, touching sky arms are thrashing through the air pirouetting just forgetting mama told her to take care but she couldnt stop her feet from dancing

Couldn't Stop her Feet From Dancing

week 204 -writing recording a song a week...just didn't have enough time...got loads on this week...so sort of apt and the saying of the week is ...oh its in my other notebook in a different country....I got my recorder out which is either always a good or bad sign....LYRICS 
I'm runnnin out of time again... oh no oh no I am late again stuck on a train inside a tunnel I've only got myself to blame So I wont curse try not to grumble every time we arrange to meet life seem to get in the way is this just not meant to be if only I have left a little more time Oh no oh I'm late again traffic's not moving it's at a standstill a poor excuse to miss a date forgot the road works forgot about the trouble 
You've let t

I'm Runnin' Out of Time Again ( Tick Tock)

week 207 of write record a song a week -the theme was 'traffic lights'  dunno. Just played some keyboard. thought about the stop go thing that seems to happen with life and someone mentioned that thing where some days all the lights seem to be on green. As a non driver this is not something I think about a lot as red green lights don't make a lot of difference to you if you walk everywhere except when people drive or even cycle through ( very popular at the moment ) through red lights and knock you over....
Lyrics
stop go stop go stop stop no fast all slow it's blocked no flow no show feel I'm stuck again, stuck again Sat down no steps stagnate I rest look forward wait No flow no show feel I'm stuck again stuck again But CHORUS today is the day of the green light green light the greeen light everything is going in a foward direction du dud VESRSE stop go stop go stop stop no fast all slow it's blocked no flow no show feel I'm stuck again, stuck again CHORUS today is the day of the green light green light the greeen light everything is going in a foward direction du dud MIDDLE we get so dizzzy dont know if we're going forward backward sideways or standing very still we get so dizzzy dont know if we're going forward backward sideways running on a hamster wheel CHORUS today is the day of the green light green light the greeen light everything is going in a foward direction du dud

Green Light

week 190-writing recording a song a week the brief was 'fragile' The Boy who Thought He was Made of Glass 
fragile could have been a tough one as I aranged Fragile by Sting for Acapella years ago and its in my bones..then hurrah! I was listening to my most recent audio book in the middle of the night when I could not sleep ...a 20 hour book that sends me off fairly quickly which is good called '1000 years of annoying the french' by Stephen Clarke...and there was a little section about King Charles VI of France who was famously afflicted by the 'glass delusion'. He belived he was made of glass . he wore clothing reinforced by iron rods and did not allow his advisors to come near him due to his fear his body might accidentally shatter....I also used sounds in omnispere that had the word glass in them to get me started...
LYRICS
The Boy Who Thought He Was Made of Glass keep away keep away I might crash i might smash I might shatter keep away keep away you may not even see so me do I matter? keep away keep away my transparancy my fragility keep away keep away you cant touch me you look right though me CHORUS I might break I might shatter in the end will it matter? everyone can see right through me Im transparant crystalline I could smash at anytime keep away keep away my heart my bones are glass unbroken keep away keep away a spell was caste a magic potion keep away keep away I'm cursed am trapped my fear increases keep away keep away for fear I'll break into a million pieces CHORUS I might break I might shatter in the end will it matter? everyone can see right through me I'm transparant crystalline I could smash at anytime

The Boy Who Thought He Was Made of Glass

SHake Me week 206 -writing recording a song a week 
played the chords recorded first time just put hands on keys and pressed record..did not edit...I love a challenge! got the recorder out and my high waaaa voice. Onwards!
LYRICS
I'm shaken you've taken everything that was dear to me You've stolen no consolling turned the page just like i'm history you're walking No talking no chance to tell you how i feel I'm reeling just feeling like everything was just a dream, shake me shake me am I awake am i still sleeping? shake me shake me is this a nightmare am I dreaming shake me shake me am I alive am I still breathing ? now you have left me I'm shaken you've taken every cell of my heart and soul Yes stolen reopened all the wounds I thought that I'd let go I'm spinning beginning, reeling from the truth of who you were Ground Ceiling revealing loss between my heaven and my earth shake me shake me am I awake am I still sleeping? wake me wake me leaving the nightmare this shadow dreaming shaek me shake me am I alive am I still breathing ? now you have left me x2 I'm shaken you've taken every cell of my heart and soul Yes stolen reopened all the wounds I thought that I'd let go you're walking No talking no chance to tell you how i feel I'm reeling just feeling like everything was just a dream,

Shake Me Shake Me

'week 205 of write record a track a week -the word was 'Joke'
it's the only joke I remember and everyone gets sick of me telling it so ha! also we had this phrase...''ooo Miss Sharp, get back in the knife drawer'' when someone was being. bit cutting...
LYRICS
Samantha Sharp! get back into the knife drawer x2 Samantha went to an inflatable school la la la la Samantha kept on a breaking of the rules la la la "you've let the town down, your friends down, the Head down , the school down ' ( get it...let the inflatable school down ha ha ha )

You've Let The School Down

I am working on tidy playlists..there is one for all my song-a-week and then other tidy playlists will follow ..it like a thrift shop of my songs..you gonna have to have a good rummage ..a great place for a demo  ( there is no such thing as a demo) is what I say. One day I will orgnise into tidy playlists. good luck - I will put the kettle one

Weekly Song

gitika partington