The Lord bless you and keep you,
The Lord make His face to shine upon you,
The Lord protect and guide you,
And give you peace, and give you peace.


Artwork generated with AI ∙ July 19, 2024

 



Doxology

Searching The Night Sky

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep..."   Robert Frost

Promises to Keep

"Not all who wander are lost." -- J.R.R. Tolkien

We all wander at one time or another.  Sometimes, it leads us to wonderful discoveries.  At other times, it can take us away from the things and people in life that are truly important.  One thing is certain:  Wandering almost always teaches us something.

Wandering

A Simple Prayer

Born in County Cork, Ireland, Robert Farrell (my great-great-great grandfather), had a sense of adventure, so it was probably no surprise that in the 1800s, he boarded a ship for North America with his wife and daughter.  What was it like to travel from the Emerald Isle to a new world?  Perhaps he had mixed emotions, but more than likely, he was filled with excitement at the prospect of pursuing long-held dreams.  Ultimately, his story took a very unexpected turn...but that tale will have to be told in another musical work!

From The Emerald Isle

A follow-up song to "From the Emerald Isle" (also on my SoundCloud page), "No One Really Knows" tells the story of Robert Farrell (an ancestor of mine), who after arriving in North America and settling in Pennsylvania, gave up his tailoring business and family in order to seek his fortune in the Gold Rush of 1849.  Long story short, his family never heard from him again after he left Leavenworth, Kansas.  For a long time, his wife and daughter waited for a return that never happened and many years later, no one in the family knows what happened. 

Lyrics are not a part of the recording but are included below.
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Lyrics:
No one really knows what happened,
On that day in Kansas, when he disappeared.
Sold his shop in Pennsylvania, and
Left the family he'd lived with for over seven years.

Letters came home as he journeyed,
Telling friends and loved ones, he was doing fine.
Chasing, gold and chasing treasures,
As he traveled searching for the perfect mine.

But past Leavenworth, he simply disappeared,
Without a trace, without a word,
His family hoped and prayed that he would make it home one day,
But nothing else was ever heard, not a single word.

There were never any answers,
Just a thousand questions, no open cases closed,
Did he lose his life for gold, or start another family?
No one really knows, no one really knows...

Words & Music by Francess Harris.
All rights reserved.

No One Really Knows

The last autumn leaves are letting go and falling, after providing a season of beauty...A companion piece to "Whisper in the Wind".

Last Leaves Falling

La fille du Caire que je n'ai jamais rencontré puisque jamais mis les pieds en Egypte..

La Fille Du Caire-Llorenç

Come Take My Hand

Welcome to my SoundCloud page.  It serves as a jar of sorts, to catch the musical ideas flying around in my head!  My hope is that you find something to listen to that offers encouragement and refreshes your soul.

New tracks tagged #Folk Piano