I really love your lyrics Mike, i think they are more than lyrics they are a window into your life and your past. You are sharing these beautiful precious moments with us mere mortals,  i am very privileged  thank you so much Mike. I can hear the emotion in your voice. Beautiful my friend .Johnny

Poignant, beautiful track Mike...low strings in the background at certain points were really moving 

here is another german that crashes your party. But I'm 3 month far away from 50years before. Cool song, and nice listening.

wonderful lyrics, sentiment, atmosphere. I'm glad you found her. :)

Great soundscape Mike, i like it.., lyrics're great to.. 👍👍

Great Guitarsound and Production! Moving Story :)

Fifty Years Ago,
Music and Lyrics by Mike Krath

You invited me to your 16th birthday,
I showed up with albums in my hand 
No one was dancing,
So I started up the first dance. 
And we danced all night,
While the stars shone above the sand,
Then the Germans crashed the party,
And your party got out of hand,
And your Mom was mad,
And asked why no one had brought gifts,
But she didn’t understand,
I was your gift,
And you fell in love with it,
When I walked out 
with albums in my hand. 

And we tried to be a couple,
But it just wasn’t meant to be,
And I told you I didn’t want to marry,
And I left you in university. 
And you went off and found someone else,
And I didn’t care,
But I learned to regret it,
And often wondered why you weren’t there,
And I drifted through the years
Alone in my life,
But I kept your pictures
To remind me,
If I could do it all over again,
You would’ve been my wife.

And you called me,
When I was thirty,
When life was over and I wanted to be left alone,
And we talked three hours,
And I didn’t want to hang up the phone
And I went to work the next day,
And told everyone,
that I was getting married,
And they thought I’d come undone.
But seven months later,
we tied the knot,
and picked up from where we first  begun.
and from then,
we never looked back,
To the time I stopped our fun.

And we traveled back,
On a cold November night,
To the house you had first fallen in love,
When I walked out with albums in my hands,
And your party was going strong,
Fifty years ago,
And we saw the stars still shining
Above the desert sands. 
Like love,
It kept on going,
Never quitting,
Regardless of what we felt,
or tried to understand.

Fifty Years Ago

I'm a keyboardist with a love for layering sounds to create ambient, ethereal atmospheres and composing simple piano pieces to embellish. I love all genres of music, and find myself composing different types depending on my mood of the day.

I’ve never had formal training. As a teen, my parents wouldn’t let a piano in our house in Egypt, so I studied piece-meal at friends’ homes. When I got to college, I learned by going to university piano practice rooms. In my 40’s, I met my birth-mom who turned out to be a child prodigy, winning a Van Cliburn competition by playing Rachmaninoff at age 11. Most of what I play today, I learned from the techniques she taught me. 

I’m an American who has lived abroad for a good part of my life in Egypt, Turkey, Japan, South Korea, Saudi Arabia, Italy, Taiwan, and now back to Texas.

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