The sky looks like the sun is trying to shine through skim milk. Gray, grey, it can be spelled either way, I just know I don’t care much for milk that’s that color.
It’s Thanksgiving, 2009.
I am living in the little town of Redding, California. I have been thinking about what happens, and what we think is happening. It can drive you crazy if you let it.
I have been wanting to write some tunes for the band. I think we could write a couple together. We will see what transpires. In the meantime, I wonder if it’s okay to use some of the songs I have already written?
This brings me to... “Shades Of Gray”.
I wrote and recorded this song in 1985. If the band learns to play it, would it be a "cover" of one of my songs?
Shades Of Gray by Phil Seymour
Shades Of Yellow
In the meditation garden behind City Hall 11/24/09
I’m not a kid
But I believe that love is magic
I’m not a kid
But my eyes are still wide open
Winter On Mars
Time to watch the Macy's parade. There's a girl singing on the Jimmy Dean sausage float. Hey, there's a Sponge Bob balloon.
Happy Thanksgiving
