If Sabine sang with a bit more passion, I think this would be one of my favourite bands.

we may be tryin here
but we are cryin tears
mmm… we’re dyin here

finally had a son
from his barren wife
are we really done
cause now he takes a knife

we may be tryin here….

kingdom’s just begun
so began to seem
then all the soldiers come
and the disciples leave

we may be tryin here….

then in our fears
behind these walls
Life appears
the Lord of all

see His wounded side
those familiar eyes
yes it’s Him all right
now glorified

so here’s our death and sin
but we live in Him
mmm… and we’ll rise again

mmm… we’re livin here….

[Written Good Friday, 2010]

Lookin’ Away on YouTube

Unfortunately, I don’t really have any real video resources, so it’s just a series of still images patched together in Windows MovieMaker, but hopefully it’s worth a look and (mostly) listen. If anyone out there has a bit of cinematographer (sp?) in them and wouldn’t mind a freebie project, I’d be happy to toss the audio your way….

One of the cutesy things I was messing around with vocally was a bit BeeGee-ish falsetto harmonies. Let me know how it worked.

Here are the lyrics:

Wanna Be Someone You Love

it’s written on every page, written on every line
it don’t matter where you start
you could see it clear as day, I know that you’re not blind
if only you’d read my heart

it’s more than my pride that’s on the line
can’t you see it in my eyes, read it in my mind
hear it in my voice as I call your name
hear it in the wind in the trees and the rain
hear it in my fears and my tears and my shame
hear it in my schemes and my dreams and my pain

I wanna be someone you love
I wanna be the one you need
someone you care about
the one who bleeds when you bleed
I wanna be someone you love

I wouldn’t say this unless I meant every word
I’m not just out in the stars
oh please don’t think I’m foolish, cause I’ve thought this through
so won’t you please read my heart

I wanna be someone you love….

don’t matter what you say to me
as long as it’s “yes”
don’t matter what you give to me
as long as it’s your best

I wanna be someone you love….

It’s more than my pride that’s on the line….

I wanna be someone you love….

© Tim Gallant, written April 16, 1988

Just built on top of my earlier scratch/unplugged arrangement I posted earlier. So, it’s far from perfect, but a nice chance to fool around… including the softsynth bagpipes, which are always fun. (Had the drone down though.)

Dead Men Don’t Rise

early in the mornin’
they come into the garden
nothin but some women
who don’t expect the livin

don’t call me gullible
it don’t take no science to see
dead men don’t rise   dead men don’t rise
you say you’re sensible
with wisdom of your century
I know what I’ve seen with my eyes
dead men don’t rise
dead men don’t rise

I’ve stood at the gravesides
of beloved faces
I know well what death is
I don’t expect them livin

and I stood on the hillside
a few short days ago
if anyone has looked into death’s eyes
brother, I should know
and dead men don’t rise

so don’t call me gullible
it don’t take no science to see
dead men don’t rise   dead men don’t rise
you say you’re sensible
with wisdom of your century
I know what I’ve seen with my eyes
dead men don’t rise
dead men don’t rise

early in the mornin
Mary comes into the garden
and what does she see with her eyes
ah, but dead men don’t rise….

don’t call me gullible
it don’t take no science to see
dead men don’t rise   dead men don’t rise
you say you’re sensible
with wisdom of your century
I know what I’ve seen with my eyes:
Christ is alive

Well, as of now, it’s a real site, although I still have a few things I want to do – a nice gear pics page and a contact form. Take a look and see what you think!

As noted in an earlier post, this will be the site which I will keep up info for over the coming weeks regarding my efforts in the Hockey Night in Canada anthem challenge.

And… I’ve entered! You can find my first entry, “Hit the Ice,” at the CBC site here.

I’m hoping to find time to get another entry or two in, but the deadline is August 31, so we’ll see.

I’ll try to keep this site updated, but further challenge info is at the sister site, timgallant.com, where I’m eventually planning on keying my music stuff.

If you’re a fellow Canadian, please listen and consider voting for me when the time comes!!

ONE:
there is a chosen band
nearing a promised land
the land has come in sight
the time has come to fight
send in spies to see
the riches of our dreams
through the eyes of a dozen men
this is the witness of ten:

CHORUS:
It’s a green green land,
it’s a good good land
It’s a land of promises
it’s a land that swallows us alive
We will not survive
It’s a land of giants
it’s a land of violence
Why’d you bring us here to die?
This is their land
this is not our land
May our souls be damned
We won’t take this land
from your hand
We’d go back to old slavemasters
Make return to past disasters
Do you understand what we confess
We won’t enter in to your rest
Let the grumbling begin
This is the witness of ten

TWO:
there are a couple men
trying to counter them
“the land is promised us
the Lord will fight for us
the Canaanites are stew
they’ll be bread for you”
but who gives heed to a couple men
against the witness of ten?

[Chorus; then continue to finale]

FINALE:
I’ve borne with this generation
How long will you test My patience?
Do you wish to die [in] this wilderness?
You won’t enter in to My rest
Let the judgment begin
All for the witness of ten
Let the judgment begin
All for the witness of ten
Let the judgment begin
All for the witness of ten