FEATHER THEME FROM FORREST GUMP

The finale to the 2017 Summer of Romantic Fluff is my lyric to a lovely melody and main musical theme from the film Forrest Gump. The movie begins with Forrest sitting on a bench while the camera follows a floating breeze-blown feather. An evocative, metaphoric scene.

FEATHER THEME
(To the tune of “Feather Theme,” From 1994 film, “Forrest Gump,” by Alan Silvestri)
Life can be free and light, a feather,
Floating on velvet air.
Life seems about to settle down, and,
Then it skips off somewhere.

Life is a Chekov play, a farce,
A tango with de-je-vu.
Life is each precious day I spend with you.

Anywhere life can lead, we’ll follow.
Mystery has its charms.
Anytime I feel lost, you’ll be there,
Guiding me to your arms.

I’m not a smart man, but I know,
What everyone surely knows-
Life is feather, tickling your toes.

Lyric copyright 2016 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esq.
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You can find the Forrest Gump soundtrack movie Feather Theme on YouTube at  https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=forrest+gump+feather+theme

 

 

SYRACUSE

More Summer of Romantic Fluff. This lyric is a repeat from 2016’s summer with some alternative lyrics.

SYRACUSE
(To the melody of “Syracuse” by Henri Salvador)

When Syracuse was where you loved me.
The moonlight shimmered on the sand.
The stars were lucky charms above me.
My heart was putty in your hand.

The sunrise augured joy for me there
Still it reminds me of your smile
When it was heaven just to be there.
With you in Syracuse a while.

Its streets once paved with dreams and magic.
Warm breezes whispering your name.
When I revisit now seem tragic.
With you not here, nothing’s the same..

Old Syracuse feels drab and lonely.
As by myself I wander ‘round.
The haunts we knew are places only.
And not the Syracuse we’d found.
Gone is the Syracuse we’d found.

Lyric 2016 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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You can find one haunting version of the song at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YP918Q272AA.

LOVE ISN’T

More Summer of Romantic Fluff.

LOVE ISN’T
(To original melody)

Love isn’t like a walk in the rain
Love isn’t only pleasure and pain
Love isn’t just a Mr. and Ms.
I know what love isn’t
I don’t know what love is

Love isn’t like they sing in the song
Love isn’t “always right then it’s wrong”
Must love be such a difficult quiz?
I know what love isn’t
I don’t know what love is

I’ve heard he’ll set your heart a flutter
I’ve heard he’ll turn your head to butter
I’ve heard he’ll make the words you utter
Sound foolish compared to his

Love isn’t quite as deep as the sea
Love isn’t what you think it will be
Strong arms around me tight as a glove
That isn’t an isn’t
No, no, it is love.

© 2009 by Robert S. Steinberg
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YESTERDAY A SMILE

Here’s more of the Summer of Romantic Fluff.

YESTERDAY A SMILE
(To melody of movie theme the name of which I cannot recall)

Yesterday a smile
Today a frown
The world spins ‘round
We live, we cope
Sometimes in fear
And always keeping up our guards
Hope against all odds
But it’s so hard for me to live
Without you here.

Yesterday is gone
Along with you
Nowhere a smile
Where is the love
The dreams, the life
What stands behind that meant so much
Nothing one can touch
Only memories that flicker
Through the night
Yesterday a smile
Just yesterday
A smile seemed right.

© 2003 by Robert S. Steinberg
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MARGARITA

Continuing the, “Summer of Romantic Fluff.” I’ve always like Mariachi music, the winding melodies, fragrant harmony and acoustic guitars. This lyric about a cowboy who falls in love on his way to the Alamo was written to an original  Mariachi-like tune.

MARGARITA
(To original melody)

Verses
Margarita pretty senorita.
We were standing in the courtyard
of a church outside of Mexico.
I was only passing through there.
When I spent a night with you there.
On my way to San Antonio.

Suddenly the sunlight caught your hair.
There was sadness in your eyes,
entreating softly, “Please don’t go.”
Still, I had to leave that morning.
By the twilight of the night,
men would be dying at the Alamo.

Chorus
Margarita, don’t despair.
It’s just that I cannot dishonor
A Texas torn with strife.
Still I love you, I’ll take care.
And I promise Margarita,
Not to throw away my life.
When we’ve defeated Santa Anna
I’ll come back and make you my wife.

Verse
As I rode my steed into the sunrise.
In my mind there was determination,
in my heart an unrelenting pain.
And I understood the meaning
of the saying,
Cowboys’ memories are scattered
like the dust upon the desert plain.
Repeat chorus

Verse
There’s an eerie silence always following a battle.
Santa Anna walks among the brave
who would not choose to yield.
In the pocket of one soldier
is a torn and bloodied letter.
And he reads it to himself
right there upon the battlefield.

Chorus
Margarita don’t despair.
You know that I could not dishonor
A Texas torn with strife.
Know I loved you and take care
And I’m sorry Margarita
That I could not save my life.
You’ll meet another lucky cowboy.
One day he’ll make you his wife.

© 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg
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BETWEEN THE WORDS HELLO GOODBYE

This post continues the Summer of Romantic Fluff.

BETWEEN THE WORDS HELLO GOODBYE
(To original melody)

Goodbye,
Such a lonely word that leaves you feeling sad
Although,
One can always find some good in any bad
To think,
We could only say goodbye if first we’d said hello

And so be glad
For every moment that we loved and cared
For knowing I was there
And for all we shared
Between the words hello goodbye

Farewell,
Barely spoken sound to signify and end
So long,
Though I hate to see you leave my lovely friend.
But then,
We were lucky to have found
What many never know

And so I’m glad
For every moment that we loved and cared
For knowing you were there
And for all we shared
Between the words hello goodbye.
Between the words hello goodbye.

 

© 2004 by Robert S. Steinberg
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SOMEDAY ISLE

This post continues the “Summer of Romantic Fluff,” on a jazz theme.

SOMEDAY ISLE
(To original melody)

“Someday Isle,” “Somewhere Happiness”
I’ll take you there one day.
We’ll go in style.

Life feels dead in “Meanwhile Loneliness,”
I dream to keep from going mad.
In “Someday Isle.”

That corner of my mind
Where I am loved, and I can find
A peaceful respite from the sadness.
For a while.

“Somewhere Girl,” Are you far or near?
The dream one day won’t be a “Someday,”
You’ll appear.

Show me your, “Always Smile.”
Goodbye to “Someday Isle.”
For then I’ll be –

“Somewhere.”

© 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg
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I NEVER COULD GET AROUND YOUR SMILE

In 1983 I was representing Fred Neil, an iconic music business cult figure. Fred who had abandoned the music business and become a recluse died in 2001. Hy Shore, an entertainment lawyer, and one of the more decent individuals I’ve met in the music business, suggested I try to induce Fred to write again. I penned the lyric below and showed it to Fred, hoping he might want to compose a melody. Fred liked the lyric and suggested one minor change. But, he never would write again which is a shame. He was an immensely talented musician, song-writer and singer, a true artist. Eventually, I came up with my own melody.

This post begins another Summer of Romantic Fluff, once again, taking a break from political parody.

 

I NEVER COULD GET AROUND YOUR SMILE
(To original melody)
Old dreams have a funny way
Of dropping in on rainy day.
I’m finger-writing on my bedroom windowpane.
Tracing your name, over and over.

Thumbing through yellow photographs.
Some corny notes that once made you laugh.
A willy-nilly out-of-order sad parade.
Like crumpled sheets on a bed unmade.

In many ways the raindrops are images of my life.
Forming puddles of anger from a downpour of strife.
And even though I think I did carry it off in style.
Still I never could get around your smile.

Sure wish I was talkin’ with you.
Those rainy days, we would talk straight through..
The music of your voice, would be a soothing gift.
Into a memory storm I drift.

Now looking at the raindrops I’m reminded of who I am.
A soldier of fortune who never once gave a damn.
Oh I could teach the CIA a trick or two about guile.
But, I never could get around your smile.

Old drams never fade away.
If you’re alone on this rainy day.
There’s room enough for two beside my windowsill.
I’m trying to say that I love you still.

So if you’re frightened by the thunder
And the lightening in space.
Grab your umbrella
Come over to my place.
We’ll talk about some old times and have ourselves a good cry.
And later on maybe get around to s smile.
Babe, I never could get around your smile.

© 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg
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GOODBYE COMEY

GOODBYE COMEY
(To the tune of “Goodnight Sweetheart,” by Ray Noble, Jimmy Campbell & Reg Connelly (1931))

Goodbye Comey.
On my nerves you’re grating.
Goodbye Comey.
Ends investigating.

Come tomorrow.
My new FBI.
Will bandage the sty.
Confirm my alibi.

Goodbye Comey.
Democrats are whining.
Goodbye Comey.
Who’d suspect bad timing?

Hate stiff Prussians.
Why can’t I love those Russians?
Goodbye Comey.
Goodbye.

Lyric © 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg
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NORTH OF THE BORDER

NORTH OF THE BORDER
(To the tune of, “South of the Border,” by Jimmy Kennedy & Michael Carr and featured in Frank Sinatra’s 1958 Concept Album “Come Fly With Me.”)

North of the border from old Mexico.
Down where the Rio Grande lays out its hand
in gentle flow.
The Donald is building a wall soon to grow.
North of the border from old Mexico.

He’s spending a billion to seal-off the land
But he could spend a trillion and still not even understand
These people keep coming, where else can they go?
But North of the border from old Mexico.

In their eyes you can see desperation.
There is violence and chaos about.
And when people have reached desperation.
No silly wall will keep them out.

North of the border we’re really naïve.
Thinking a wall defends when in the end walls deceive.
In shutting them out, we’re shut-in you know.
North of the border from old Mexico.

Lyric © 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esquire
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