For some reason, the first thing I thought when realizing we were days away of Mom's passing, was the line "every time I see blue, I'll think of you". I then thought, there's a song in that, so I tucked it away.
She died the following Friday morning. For some reason, I fell to sleep easily that night. I woke up about 3:30 Saturday morning with that line dangling over my head. I rolled off the couch and picked up an acoustic and started a simple four chord progression. The melody just poured out, but I had to piddle with the lyrics a little. You can tell that I have yet to get it quite down.
The last thing I wanted was to take the song in a sad direction. I am a little sad, naturally, but for some reason, I wanted this to be a song about my Mom not to be a downer. She loved blue, and I didn't want the song to be blue.
She died the following Friday morning. For some reason, I fell to sleep easily that night. I woke up about 3:30 Saturday morning with that line dangling over my head. I rolled off the couch and picked up an acoustic and started a simple four chord progression. The melody just poured out, but I had to piddle with the lyrics a little. You can tell that I have yet to get it quite down.
The last thing I wanted was to take the song in a sad direction. I am a little sad, naturally, but for some reason, I wanted this to be a song about my Mom not to be a downer. She loved blue, and I didn't want the song to be blue.
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