Live and Die


Verse 1:
So many changes come after your life begins
You’ve heard it before and you’ll hear it again
You are born alone and you will die alone
It’s no secret and it seems to be widely known

In between you will come across many people
Some are oh so good and others oh so evil
Some will be friends other’s will not
They will get your skin so sweaty and hot

Your body start so little and gradually get bigger
At first you will have milk and later strong liquor
Your mind does the same as it fills with knowledge
Some of it will come from the books in college

But regardless you and I know what is to come
Regardless of what you think or if it make you numb
In the end your body will give and leave this Earth
It doesn’t matter if you have a ton or worth





Notes:
These lyrics came to me while listening Carl “Buffalo” Nicole.  You can listen to his music here:
https://www.youtube.com/@BuffaloNichols/videos

This song started with me trying to learn how to use the strumming guitar feature in Kontakt,  I have tried before but failed several times.  I found playing my guitar so much easier.  This time was different, there were people nearby and I had to be quiet.  The only option was using a virtual guitarist that I could listen to on my headphones.  I eventually figured out how to use it.  You will hear me change the strumming from verse to chorus and within the last two choruses. How do you think I did? I might use it again sometime.

This is my first upload to SoundCloud in over a year.  I became frustrated with SoundClouds marketing policies.  They deleted two of my accounts.  I do not know why.  That means all of the music on those accounts is now lost.  Lately I have been using YouTube to upload my music.

Live And Die

This song is in honor of my Aunt Pat Brnadstetter.  This is music I wrote based on her poetry.

A Delightful Treat
(February 2008)

Oh! What a Delightful Treat
To hear the Chatter of the Parakeet!

When nestling in trees with Leaves of Green,
The Parakeets are not likely to be Seen.

Their constant Chattering causes such a Commotion,
Passers-by look-on with Joyful Emotion!

A Cluster of Green Catches everyone’s Eye
As the Parakeets Fly in Mass Across The Sky.

Indeed these, not so Little, Birds of Green,
Make their presence known with quite a Scene.

Oh! What a Delightful Treat
To hear the Chatter of the Parakeet!

A Delightful Treat

Song based on my Aunt Pat Brandstetters poetry.  This song is based on part of the poem My Sister Laura Ann.  Only part was used because the poems is longer than fits in a normal song length.

Here is the full pom:

My Sister Laura Ann
(November 2013)

Certainly, I was the biggest fan
Of my sister, Laura Ann.
Dark and curly was her hair
Her skin was so lovely and so fair.
Her eyes were as blue as blue can be
They were as colorful as the sea.

When we were little
We did quibble.
Our parents appointed me her ward.
She took that very hard.
She did protest and said,
“Little sisters are brats and pests.”
I definitely put her to test after test.

When Laura Ann was fifteen
And I was nine our mom
Became very ill.
For the next two years our
Communication was next to nil.

Then when Laura Anne was one month shy
Of eighteen and I was eleven,
We moved in together.
It felt like a gift from Heaven!!
Mom and Eddie were with us at first
But did not stay.
Very soon they each moved away.

Six baseball fields were across the street
For Laura Ann and me that was a great treat.
We played ball with the neighborhood kids.
I could not hit the ball at all.
Laura Ann was great.
She always made it to home plate.
Jones Park was a short walk away.
Summer Sundays we would go swim for the day.

Riding a bus across the Mississippi was 
Always a thrill.
Then shopping in St. Louis was 
Its own kind of funny day to fill.

We would find expensive dresses and 
        certainly try them on and not just one.
We made it a day for fun.

A favorite thing for us two
Was to walk up and down our street, Lynch Avenue.
We walked in a land of pretend
That for us would never end.
Sometimes we pretended we were in China wearing
Kimonos with an obi around our waist.
Other times we were in Italy eating delicious Spaghetti.

We rode on camels backs in Africa
And sauntered awhile
Along the Nile.
Paris, the Swiss Alps, Greece,
Oh! The fabulous places we traveled
And had seen
In that wonderful land of our great
Big dream.

We both worked hard
We played hard
When twenty-one and fourteen
Laura Ann left for Durham
And I left for Detroit
That time we cried very hard.
We have always felt our life together 
Was a Great Reward,
And definitely a time to treasure!

My Sister Laura Ann

A song based on a poem by my Aunt Pat Brandstetter.  Here is the original poem:

Run, Run, Run
(1999)

Run, Run, Run
The race has just begun.
The starting bang has sounded.
All racers are forward bounded.

Miles, one, two, and three,
Like a bird and feeling free.
The pace is there,
Excitement fills the air!

With miles eight, nine, and ten behind,
This run is one of a kind.
Halfway there at mile thirteen,
A brand new sensation fills the mind.

Run, run, run,
This race is definitely fun.
Miles eighteen, nineteen, and twenty,
Legs are tired and you are feeling funny.

The goal is near at hand.
And you can do it, you can, you can,
Know that feeling that is so grand

This Marathon is done!
You’ve won, You’ve won, You’ve won!
Your goal was set and it’s done!

Run Run Run

A song based on a poem by my Aunt:  Pat Brandstetter.

City Kitty
(1996)

I am a little kitty.
I live in a great big city.
My friends call me Itty Bitty.
They say I’m very pretty.

My fur is a light fluffy gray.
My eyes are deep blue, they say.

All through the bright, sunny day
I like to run and jump and play.

City Kitty

Lyrics and chords:
Pat
 Am- F-C-G
Verse 1:
Her name is Theresa but everyone knows her as Pat
Her big sister wanted a little sister
The new baby would be known as Pat
And she would be the best little sister a girl could have

Am Em Bm F#m
Chorus:
So sweet
So cute
So kind
That is Pat indeed

Verse 2:
Alas her parents named her Theresa
But to her sister she was Pat
Her sister called her Pat from day one
Everyone else followed suit and she became known as Pat

Chorus

Bm-G-D-A
Verse 3:
She grew up into a wonderful woman
With six fine children
Each so special 
The best mother, sister, and Aunt one could have

Verse 4:
From California to New Jersey
You moved a because 
From Chicago to Texas
What a life you lived

Gm F#m Gm F#m
Bridge:
Pat
Pat I miss you

Bm F#m C#m G#m
Chorus
Chorus

This song is based on a poem written by my Aunt Pat.  Here is the original poem:

Courage
(1998)

The room is bright and cheery.
The people inside seem a little weary.
Conversations are soft and low.
Each new person enters anxious, yet slow.
They sit waiting, dreading, and still
Wanting to hear the nurse call their name and, “Next”
Then with Hope in their Hearts
And Courage in their Walk
They encounter one more treatment.
They leave with a smile
And as sense of contentment
For one more day they’ve run that long mile and Won!

The verses in this song are in 7/4
The chorus are in 4/4

Courage

This song is based on a poem by my late Aunt Pat Brandstetter.  Here is the original poem:

A Lovely Lady
(June 17, 2015)

Virginia is a very lovely lady.
She sings beautifully,
She leads others in song gracefully.
She exercises thoroughly.
She guides others gently.
She is on the go constantly.
She plays many games happily.
She always smiles beautifully.
She spreads her love of life joyfully.
If you know Virginia, you lover her truly.

Happy Birthday, Virginia

A Lovely Lady

This is a song on which I sing and play pedal steel guitar.  The song is based on a poem by my late aunt:  Pat Brandstetter.  Here is here original poem:

Riding Along
(1994)

Riding along in the car,
Beauty abounds
Wherever you are.
A kaleidoscope of trees 
Tall and green,
A patchwork of 
Lakes large and serene.
The animals look so strong 
And proud from afar.
All this beauty you take in
Riding along in a car.


Riding Along

I am Dan Lockhart/ProgRockDan.  I am half of the duo Dan X2.  I enjoy making music with my partner Dan Blackard.  I was born in East St. Louis, Illinois.  I was raised in a rural area near Edwardsville, Illinois.  I have lived in San Antonio, Texas; Bad, Kreuznach, Germany;  Kansas City, Missouri; Columbus, Georgia; Haverhill Massachusetts;  St, Louis, Missouri, and Indianapolis, Indiana.  I have resided in Carmel Indiana for the past 20 + years.  I consider this home.  I have a small studio in my home.  I go to it everyday and work on creating (writing) songs.  I play bass, guitar, banjo, mandolin, pedal steel, piano, violin, and viola.  I use Cubase for my DAW.  I master using Izotope, Ozone.

You can find my other music on these sites:
https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan1
https://soundcloud.com/dan-lockhart
https://soundcloud.com/progrockdan-instrumentals

https://www.reverbnation.com/prdvocals
https://www.reverbnation.com/progrockdan1
https://www.reverbnation.com/daniellockhart4

My songs with Dan Blackard can be found here:
https://soundcloud.com/user-106484228
https://soundcloud.com/user-590884876

https://www.reverbnation.com/dananddan5
https://www.reverbnation.com/danx2


I have a collection Christmas songs here:
https://www.youtube.com/@prd.christmas4703

Children's music are here:
https://www.youtube.com/@musicfirkids

Here is a link to my Patreon Page.  You can find music that is only available to my patreon supporters on this page.
https://www.patreon.com/user?u=59878068

I have 72 Songs about Space here:
https://hearthis.at/progrockdan1/set/space-songs/

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