Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Oh it's nothing




The reality of nothingness fills the room.
He sits at the table with a blank sheet and pen.
With a silent stare he picks up the pen.
Calmly, he lets his head's soundtrack take hold.
He writes,
The reality of nothingness fills the room.

by Dave Schipper (c) 2007

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Fast Cash










The sign said Fast Cash 583-7825
So I got to a phone cuz signs don’t lie.
The voice on the other end said please hold.
Then I found I had to pay it back four fold.

My mamma didn’t raise a fool
Hell I even graduated high school.
You can take your sign down
Cuz, I ain’t your next clown.
Nope you won’t make me a clown.

DZ (c) 2008

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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Where are you…










Waltz me around the room tonight
Then serve wine by candlelight
You’re suave of course
You prince, you stud horse
Where are you tonight?

That’s thirty years in real time
But you just relived it in your mind.
You’re not gone from me
But we look and can’t see
Where are you tonight?

Waltz me around the room
Then get in a bed to spoon
You’re not gone from me
But we look and can’t see
Where are you tonight?

Tonight you’re on a mountain crest
Ours dogs are not at their best
We slip in our bags
we make love til day
Where are you tonight?

There’s a twinkle in your eye
A fleeting moment , a surprise
Gives way to silence
Confusion is present
Where are you tonight?

Waltz me around the room
Then get in a bed to spoon
You’re not gone from me
But we look and can’t see
Where are you tonight?

by Dave Schipper © 2007 Rose Riversongs
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Monday, February 16, 2009

Fast Food/Slow Cash












Get a Big Gulp at the Big K and watch your waist grow
Take a rest at the Stop and Go; disappear some dough
Get a deal on a Chimi, a pay a buck for water
Take a look at your world it gets… better and better.

Fast food slow cash is eating up our world
either stress or food that makes you stomach twirl
Fast food, slow cash is eating up our world
It’s either that ….or religious quarrel.

Check the candy in aisle three, you’ll find something new
Fake tastes just for you, swear you’d think their real
At least trust the Enegerizer, the bunny is a treat
He’ll last for several hours to get tossed to the heap

Good God someone change the coffee, it’s been here since three
The counter girl stares her misery, one hour, four more
She didn’t cause the price to go up, so lighten up schmuck
Under her breath comes oh Fuck, there go’s a truck.

by Dave Schipper © 2006 Rose Riversongs

Sorry about the F word... I thought it fit the personality of the counter girl.
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Saturday, February 14, 2009

Paint me in Love
















As a Valentine special... feel free to email me at dave@theroseriverband.com and I'll send you a free MP3 of the following.


If I could draw
a face dear and warm
With eyes of passion
Smooth lines would form

Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above

If I could draw
The fine lines of age
There’d be folds of love,
And beauty on a page

Paint me in love, As soft as a dove
Sketch out a dream Someone barely seen
Lead me to draw The beauty that I saw
Paint me in love, with light from above

If I could draw
Sensual curves of shade
Pleading deep dark eyes
and dimples concave

by Dave Schipper © Rose Riversongs 2005

photo credits

Monday, February 9, 2009

Just a cup of blog









Let me envelop your hands with mine.
Cold extremities are no problem.
My heart is warm for you.

Let me pour you a cup of coffee.
Fair trade coffee and French roast.
My eyes are stuck on you.

Let me tell you about my music.
Songs and artists with pure passion
My hands gesture to you.

Let me play you a song I just wrote.
If I could only sing like Tim
My eyes wrinkle a smile to you.

Let me kiss you gently on your forehead.
Thanks for being yourself.
My heart is warmed by you.

by Dave Zeman (c) 2008

Saturday, February 7, 2009

I tried.












I tried.
Truly I did.
I lied.
Falsely I stared.

I waited.
Listening close.
I shuddered.
Shaking cold.

I stopped then.
Turning around.
I shouted loud.
Damning them all.

I waited again.
Listening closer.
I heard nothing.
Dying inside.

I tried.
Truly I did.
I lied.
Falsely I died.


Dave Zeman © 2008
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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Wounded Heart



















by Dave Schipper © 2006 Rose Riversongs


Your warming smile is light, in the morn, in the morn.
Forbidden love is planted and born.
What secrets your dark eyes, reveal thru your disguise.
My wounded heart rests in your arms, in your arms.
My wounded heart rests in your arms.

Love is a soft light,
A wind in the night
Words can be a call
The softest of all.
But you in the end
Are lover and friend.
But you in the end
Are lover and friend.

Time is a fleeting wind, thru my soul, thru my soul.
Just grains of sand to try and hold.
Was it yesterday, when you asked me to stay
My wounded heart has no control, no control.
My wounded heart has no control

My wounded heart
was not torn apart
But batter’d bruised
right from the start.
Now in your eyes
A glint a spark
Ignite a new fire
in this wounded heart.

Love is a soft light,
A wind in the night
Words can be a call
The softest of all.
But we in the end
Are lovers and friends.
But we in the end
Are lovers and friends.


photo credits

Love is a simple verb.


Love is a simple verb.
A transparent dart, straight thru the heart.
Love is a silent word.
Whispered thru eyes, shouted thru sighs.
Love needs to be stirred.
Blending the ivory cream, thick with dreams.
Love haunts afterward.
But as an angel ghost, sent by a heavenly host.
Love catches the unaware.
Until you’re suddenly aware, and gotcha is dared.


Dave © 2006 Rose Riversongs



Photo credits, and I had no idea that these T's existed.

Harmony












“Harmony” by Dave Schipper © Rose Riversongs 2005

If I would have one dream, it’s just for you and m
To live in harmony, our whole life through
The years are passing by, just a blink of time.
Keep the beat, hear the drum of our hearts alive.



Notes are black and white
Simply organized
Life is improvised
And often in disguise.
Voices harmonize
Blend and come alive
Together they do tie
As do our hearts

Night are longer now, it’s just a solo act
Melody clean and pure, with no allure
I’ll still sing it loud, just a note above
In harmony, to the one, that I still love.

Notes are black and white
Simply organized
Life is improvised
And often in disguise.
Voices harmonize
Blend and come alive
Together they do tie
As did our hearts

The dream is still alive, if in our children eyes
They blend our differences into nuances
Taking minor chords, finding the bottom third
Livin’ the beat, hearin’ the sound of unsung words.

Notes are black and white
Simply organized
Life is improvised
And often in disguise.
Voices harmonize
Blend and come alive
Together they do tie
As will their hearts

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Joy Begins

In these cold days of frozen pavement
And toxic bank assets,
There is life growing among friends.

The tender skin of a new born
The grace of forgiveness
There is hope growing over again.

Oh sure the dominant word is bad news
But there is happiness
And we must stop to listen

With the help of friends and neighbors alike
We are banking on strengths
And joy begins to happen.

… by Dave Schipper © 2009 Rose Riversongs

Monday, February 2, 2009

You Forgive Me

You Forgive Me © ACTS Music 2004

Let me walk with faithfulness
Let me answer your call
Let me mirror your kindness
Let me standup tall

Chorus:

When I’m worried your right with me,
When I’m lost, I’m suddenly found.
When I curse the ones I really need,
You forgive me.

I’ll take my brother’s hand in unity
We’ll be on even par
I’ll remember that you died for me
I’ll be proud of the scars.

When I’m worried your right with me,
When I’m lost, I’m suddenly found.
When I curse the ones I really need,
You forgive me.

We’ll take up arms for the poor in plight
We’ll sow all the seeds.
We’ll stand up for what is right
We’ll harvest good deeds.

When I’m worried your right with me,
When I’m lost, I’m suddenly found.
When I curse the ones I really need,
You forgive me.


Author's notes:

This song came up in my random shuffle yesterday and I just have to laugh to myself... I've always like the way Tim add a harmony and a piano to it, but now I can't change it anymore. I've kind of decided that the chorus would be better with these words; feel free to share your thoughts. Free Download over at FolkAlley.com

Alternative Chorus
When I’m worried you guide me,
When I’m lost, I’m suddenly found.
When I curse the one I’ve become,
You lead me home.
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