Another song for The Game. This time I used Terry Beardslee's lyrics and added some beats, a ukulele solo (harhar) and, of course, the vibroslap. Recorded at 1/2 Fast Studio in Lucerne Valley, CA
There Are Two Roads
My sweetheart warms any cold December
Yesterday is filled with bright days
that I remember
My heart burns
Like a stoked wood stove
without attention it grows cold
Rubies and emeralds and other stones
All that glitters is not gold
Beauty of a red thorn rose
Like love can be difficult to hold
Ahead of me
there are two roads
I know one is safe
and will lead me home
The other no idea
where it goes
Ahead of me
there are two roads
Because of you warm amazing stranger
It’s a Fourth of July sky
filled with firecrackers
Lighted sky turns quickly pitch dark
As thoughts run towards my sweetheart
Rubies and emeralds and other stones
All that glitters is not gold
Beauty of a red thorn rose
Like love can be difficult to hold
Ahead of me
there are two roads
I know one is safe
and will lead me home
The other no idea
where it goes
Rubies and emeralds and other stones
All that glitters is not gold
Beauty of a red thorn rose
There are two roads
Stark, folk-derived songs built on brittle acoustic guitars that conjure the image of a fire burning in the distance on a dark night. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022