Where Do The Words Come From?

November 2, 2014 § Leave a comment

I’ve been writing lyrics for several decades now. When I first started, the lyrics were a form of self-therapy, allowing me to share feelings I was unable to express aloud. Sometimes, my lyrics still serve that purpose.

More and more often, I find my inspiration from multiple sources, Sometimes it will come from something I read or something someone said. Sometimes it will come from a dream or a memory.

I’m not exactly sure where the inspiration for this lyric came from; I suspect it came from multiple sources. I believe someone at work was talking about wanting to win the lottery. So that may have planted the initial seed. At the same time, I read some story that triggered memories of the time I spent living in Louisiana and Alabama. So that may have provided the nourishment for the original seed. (I think the story may have had to do with an auction to sell the original manuscript of Gone With the Wind, though I won’t swear to it,

In this tune, I do something I’ve never done before. I draw upon an old Public Domain song for the beginning and end. After you read the lyrics, you will hopefully be able to guess which song that is.

Look Away (To a Better Day)

(instrumental)

She came from down in the land of cotton
Hard times there are not easily forgotten
Look away, look away, look away, look away
Look away, look away to a better day

She found herself a man with money
Learned that the good life’s not all milk and honey
Look away, look away, look away, look away
Look away, look away to a better day

She worked hard to make her dreams a reality
Reached so high, the only way was down
When she’d gotten all that she was looking for
She wasn’t happy with the life she’d found
Somewhere in her mind, she heard the sound
Of pieces of her dreams falling to the ground

She thought back to the words she’d heard before
Of being careful what you’re wishing for
Look away, look away, look away, look away
Look away, look away to a better day

(instrumental:)

She told herself she should find some way to cut the loss
Admit her mistake and then move on
Promised herself if the moment ever came
No looking back, she’d be gone
She told herself that right or wrong
She’d leave with no regrets, glad to be moving on

She swore to herself with another chance
She’d find a way for her heart to dance
Look away, look away, look away, look away
Look away, look away to a better day

Look away, look away, look away, look away
Look away, look away to a better day

(instrumental:)

© 2014 Walt Huntsman. All rights reserved.

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