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She had already half-decided, this just forced her hand.
“I’ll never fall again,” she confided, that’s not in the plan.
Then something happened, her plans fell apart. 
Love found its way to her heart.

He had not given it much thought at all; he’d failed at love before.
Confident that he’d never fall, then she walked thru that door.
Then something happened, he knew right from the start.  
Love found its way to his heart.

And it surprised them both, they thought they never could.
They both thought love was dead – but they were wrong – misunderstood.
Second time around – there’ll be a brand-new look, a brand-new sound.
You’ll have to hold on tight to keep your feet on the ground, second time.
Second time you’ll see a different attitude, a new philosophy.
You’ll find the door’s unlocked – love is the key – second time.

They never thought love would happen again; what was, was no   more.
But they both left a crack, undetected, and love walked thru that door.
Then something happened, took their breath    away.  
This time love came to stay.

And it surprised them both, they thought they never would.
They both thought love was dead – but they were wrong – misunderstood.
Second time around – there’ll be a brand-new look, a brand-new sound.
You’ll have to hold on tight to keep your feet on the ground, second time.
Second time you’ll see a different attitude, a new philosophy.
You’ll find the door’s unlocked – love is the key – second time.

Second Time Around

This is my version of a wonderful song by James Taylor.

You Can Close Your Eyes (James Taylor Cover)

Karen decided to leave in the spring, said she no longer believed anything
That I told her, or promised, or even most of what she saw.
Maybe it should, but I have to admit, 
Her leaving did not surprise me a bit.
I’m just surprised that she managed to say goodbye at all.

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any less.

I can see now it was destined to fail. She was the wind and I was the sail.
And the wind was so much that I couldn’t keep up …
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great. 
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late

The fault was all mine, this much I do know. That much is clear, I must confess.
I never wanted love more than then. I never tried any 

Less than I could, but much more than I had.
Just enough to believe what I lost.

Karen was gone, so too was the wind. Left to imagine just what might have been.
And my imagination wasn’t up to the task.
When the wind blows, if you’re ready, that’s great.
But if you’re not you get left at the gate.
Often the lessons you learn are too late



She Was the Wind

This is my version of Angel From Montgomery by John Prine.

Angel From Montgomery (John Prine Cover)

James Taylor released this studio recording in 1968 and the song is broken down into three verses. One is about a friend who committed suicide, the other verse is about James Taylor's addiction to heroin and the third verse refers to a mental hospital and a band Taylor started called The Flying Machine. This is my version of one of my favorite songs by James Taylor.

Fire And Rain (James Taylor Cover)

Music: Little Man Project & Janne Hennie
Lyrics & Vocals: Janne Hennie
Instrument & Mix: Little Man Project
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Lyrics

Dear little rainbow boy
What have you done
Why are you hiding
Are you on the run

Did you tell anyone
About purple and red
That you changed your direction 
To rainbow boys instead

Did you papa get angry
When you told him the truth
Was your mama upset
Shed tears over you

Did they tell you to stop
Did they say you were wrong
That you put them to shame
So you're all alone now

Did they tell you to stop
Did they say you were wrong
That you put them to shame
So you're all alone now

Dear little rainbow boy
You don't have to hide
You are not alone
I'm on you're side

Take pride in your colors
Let them shine through
There is gold at the end of the rainbow for you..

Take pride in your colors
Let them shine through
There is gold at the end of the rainbow for you...

Rainbow Boy

I am a shell of what I once was.
I’m not quite sure I even know just who I am.
Maybe I should have seen it coming. 

I cannot focus, my mind’s wandering. 
All I can think about is how you make me smile. 
Maybe I should have seen it coming. 

One day I’ll write you a love song. I’ll find the words that convey.
All of my heart’s deepest secrets. All of the chords I can play.
All the emotions I carry. All that my fears will allow.
One day I’ll sing you a love song. Maybe I’ll sing it now.

Questions will sometimes go unanswered.
Nobody knows, or if they do, they will not share. 
Maybe I should have seen it coming. 

One day I’ll write you a love song. I’ll find the words that conve
All of my heart’s deepest secrets. All of the chords I can play.
All the emotions I carry. All that my fears will allow.
One day I’ll sing you a love song. Maybe I’ll sing it now.

One day I’ll work up the courage. All that my fears will allow.
One day I’ll sing you a love song. Maybe I’ll sing it now.

One Day

She believed she could fly, and so she did. 
He did not, he didn’t try.
And so the two were just hovering, suspended in space and time.
She pulled up, and he would push down.

He insisted, “It’ll be fine.” But he wasn’t sure.
She had doubts, but she kept trying.
And so the two were floating along, Going nowhere, and so fast. 
She pulled up, and he would push down.

Love is not walking a tightrope, balancing one side against the next. 
Love is not dealing in false hope, not always getting just what you expect.
It’s walking out without a safety net. 
Love is risk.

They worked hard at compromise. Give and take is the key.
Just make sure there’s no surprise. 
And so the two did not come to terms, it all fell  by the side. 
She pulled up, and he would push down.

Love is not walking a tightrope, balancing one side against the next. 
Love is not dealing in false hope, not always getting just what you expect.
It’s walking out without a safety net. 
Love is risk.

It’s about changing directions, being there, meeting the other ones’s needs.
Sometimes you may be the driver, other times they’ll be the one who leads.
It’s healing wounds when the other one bleeds.
It’s learning trust, happiness comes when we’re freed.
It’s making plans - planting seeds.
Love is risk.

Love Is Risk

In the other room I can hear them talking, I don’t think they hear a word I say.
I ask myself, “What keeps me from walking
Out that door, I see nothing stopping me. Would they even know if I was gone?
I can see myself on a great big highway – out there on my own.

In the other room I can hear them laughing. I admit I don’t get the joke.
Still I find myself just leaning half it, then
Out that door, this is clearly not for me. I’m not ready yet to pack it in.
It’s not much, but at least I know I am free out there on my own.

In the other room I can’t hear them thinking. Someone does it all for them.
Empty faces – not one eye is blinking
Out that door, this might be my last chance. The music’s stopping – should I run?
Am I confident that I have what it takes out there on my own.

I’m not afraid of where I’ve been, I’ll never be afraid of where I’m going.
I’m not questioning the wind, but does it really know where it is taking me?
I’m putting all my chips down on this thing called random.
Don’t know where I’m going; won’t you come with me?

I may never find my way, but staying here has never been an option.
If you want to, you can stay, but you know I’d love for you to come along.
The road we take may end up leading us to nowhere.
But no where’s gotta be a better place than this.

Don’t know where or when; all I really know is that I’m going.
Following no plan; find out where I’m going when I get there.
Find out where I’m going when I get there – if I get there.

Freedom Suite

You know I miss the music of the Mamas & the Papas 
And the holes in my blue jeans.
‘Cause who else but a flower child could listen to Donovan and 
Tell you what it means?
The Byrds, they took you flying, took you 8 miles high, 
Then they’d lightly settle down.
And there’s no satisfying the Rolling Stones and their 19th Nervous Breakdown.

The Beatles tried to tell you all you needed was love if you’d  
Just peace a chance.
And all across the country they were feeling so good when they
Hit the streets to dance.
Listen to the message of the Lovin’ Spoonful, ‘cause you  know it is for free.
What a day for a daydream, and a daydream’s still good enough for me.

The music’s gonna take you where you’ve never been before.
Gonna take you to the edge and open up the door.

INSTRUMENTAL

Crosby, Still, Nash and Young were teaching all their children you should
Know your parents well.
And Dylan had us seeing all the multiples of reasons we should
Ring the freedom bell.
The Band was hypnotizing,Joni Mitchell fantasizing 
‘bout the Woodstock of our youth.
If the radio would play it, they felt the need to say it, 
‘cause we all should hear the truth.

The music’s gonna take you where you’ve never been before.
Gonna take you to the edge and open up the door.

My friends, they tell me, “Scott, you’re living in the past 
And there’s just no future there.
Nostalgia is fine, but it will never last, music won’t take you anywhere.
I look at them with a tear in my eye, and I tell them they are wrong.
I’ve been twice around the world and I never left - never left my song.
Whoa, listen to the music. All the time

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Not Your Granny's Ireland Anymore

Retired the beginning of 2023. Been writing music seriously for about six years. Thanks for listening - and sharing!

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