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This collection is called Sterling Pieces because it contains pieces that were no less significant or deserving of a place in my previous two albums but were the victims of simple numbers...

This is partly the second disk of Fedorable and of Painted Sky. I feel no less about these songs,

and sometimes more.

 

Songs are stories, and songs have stories. Some of those stories are literature, some are pulp, some are notes or memos. The simplest, shortest song can often have a deeper, more profound message,

than something longer, and more verbose... I think that depends on the ear that hears.

 

Schweitzer ~ Sterling Pieces

Produced by Peter R.J. Deyell and Richard Schweitzer

for "tindog music & stuff"

STERLING PIECES Track List & Lyrics

Clouds on the Run - 3:44

Lines in the Dust - 4:45

April Dogs - 4:12

Mask - 4:52

Here's to You - 4:23

She Holds Me Close - 4:26

Somebody Tell My Heart - 5:02

Walls (Like Berlin) - 4:15

Unfinished Symphony - 5:04

A Tear without a Net - 7:26

Wait for Me - 3:10

White Collar Blue - 3:28

 

Click on the artwork or title for each song to go to its Bandcamp download page!

Clouds on the Run

by Richard H. Schweitzer

 

 

 

 

Clouds on the Run was an attempt to create a song that I could hear Fleetwood Mac doing. It speaks of a devoted hope for something unrequited becoming requited. I was challenged by FM's ability to somehow joyously celebrate melancholia.

The sun may not be shining right now
And I may not be here tomorrow
But you may never feel the sorrow
if you look at it this way

 

I’ll always feel your love inside me
And I’ll stay warm beneath the covers
And though we were never lovers
I’ll be living for the day

 

Hover over me, love is free
For those who can afford the jealousy
When it comes down to those conventions
Love is like a cloud, it can rain down
on those that you would most love to miss the storm
I'm hurt and torn, so hover over me

I’ll be back and I’ll be ready
And I hope you can say the same
Cause I can’t stand the rain
And you look so good in the sun

 

Have I ever told you this…
I have never felt so strong
as when I had you along
and those clouds were on the run

 

Hover over me, love is free
For those who can afford the jealousy
When it comes down to those conventions
Love is like a cloud, it can rain down
on those that you would most love to miss the storm
I'm hurt and torn, so hover over me

lines in the dust

by Richard H. Schweitzer

Lines in the Dust was inspired by a moment I had when working construction. I was clearing out a room and there were still old dusty curtains on the window. I stepped up on a ladder to remove the rod, and when I pushed aside the curtains there was a heart traced in the dust on the glass. It had a crack drawn through it, and just the message "miss you, S." I didn't write the song immediately, but the image stuck with me. How many more people do we miss than we stay connected with...?

You moved out, then I moved out

It was a mess but it ended with a whisper
I almost wish that we had never
promised each other we’d never
have contact again

 

Days were quiet, nights were loud
I couldn’t stop you from crying in my sleep
The place was very empty
all the memories that were lived here
were reminders of when we were good friends

The dust has settled, it took a year
I came back, just one more tear
The curtains were pulled but I pushed them aside
There were lines in the dust on the window that cried
I-L-O-V-E, there was more that I just couldn’t bear to read
I sat against the wall where the bed had rested once
and cried like a child for some silly little lines in the dust

 

So long gone, don’t even know where
I’d look for you but nothing would be different
I think I’m better off just knowing
somewhere in your heart you’re holding
a little bit of love aside for me

And just in case, if by some chance
You should come again and push aside these curtains
To assure you that I love you and I know that you had been here
I left a little answer for you to read

 

The dust has settled, it took a year
I came back, just one more tear
The curtains were pulled but I pushed them aside
There were lines in the dust on the window that cried
I-L-O-V-E, oh there was more that I just couldn’t bear to read
I sat against the wall where the bed had rested once
and cried like a child for some silly little lines in the dust

April Dogs

by Richard H. Schweitzer

I was using the April Dogs as analogy for the idiosyncrasies of personality and fear that tear at relationships, especially nascent relationships. It was, for me, a specific situation at the time, the details fail me anymore. I was also comparing building a relationship to composing poetry, or songwriting, as if we start off creating the characters we will be, and want to be with. (So I ended that sentence on a preposition... with it, live.) The April Dogs were a regional legend I came across while researching UK folklore for my musical fantasy Henge. I can't find any reference to them on the wide wonderful web, but they are a thing, I promise.

It doesn’t happen every day

Now the words are wrong, it’s nothing I’m writing

Just the things I try to say

Nothing fits the song, the dogs just keep fighting

 

Outside my window the snow is falling

Outside my door stands you

I don’t see the logic

You were safe in my pocket

Why do you insist on riding in my shoe

where I might step on you

Now it’s time to change the song

If you can’t change the bridge then lower the water

Maybe then the chords are wrong

The image I created might not have caught her

 

Outside my window the snow is falling

Outside my door stands you

I don’t see the logic

You were safe in my pocket

Why do you insist on riding in my shoe

where I might step on you

That’s not the kind of song I write

Maybe if I change you, you’ll fit the music

If the dogs begin to bite

We can change the melody as we choose it

 

I will protect you just stand behind me

You will be safe from the April Dogs

I don’t see us running

Soon spring will have sprung

and the April Dogs will vanish into the fog

Somewhere in the song

MASK

by Richard H. Schweitzer

Mask. I guess I'm intimating that if you play a character, live a charade, for yourself or your friends, or the world in general, it can have an effect (for good or ill) on those around you; and that you may get lost in that persona, so choose your mask wisely, it may become your face. Sometimes words and ideas just sort of ooze out of your fingertips, and the source is a mystery.

There's a car on a road

and it's going very slow

It can't turn right, it's not allowed

And can't turn left, there's such a crowd

Can't turn around, the road's so close

 

The driver is a manic mess

afraid to take the driving test

No longer scared of what he fears

and not aware of all the years

but hopelessly aware of all the rest

 

A boy is in a little room

considering the crack of doom

A girl is there, she's so alight

her skirt is short, her skin is nice

The boy will walk away to find a spoon

The girl begins to cry

The skirt is just a lie

What she wants with no one there

is just a moment she can share

But she just drive's home thinking...

 

I have become the mask I wore

Even I don't matter anymore

The mask is me and I am free

To try and recall the I I was before

for I've become the fucking mask I wore

Here's to You

by Richard H. Schweitzer

The lyrics for Here's to You were adjusted slightly for general consumption, the original was a bit specific, and to be honest, amateurish. The saying goes "if you love something let it go..." Here's to You is the first step of the process. Break-ups don't have to be animus, sometimes it's simply letting go.

I can’t be sure of your feelings

I’m not even sure of my own

You changed my life in some ways

Now you can change it some more

 

Here’s to you finding your own mind

Here’s to you making your way

Here’s to you, finding all the love in the world

Here’s to you winning your game

 

Could you be seeing your peril

Could you be squeezing your bear

Next time you’re over the barrel

Ask yourself, who put you there

Here’s to you finding your own mind

Here’s to you making your way

Here’s to you, knowing whose love is for you

Here’s to you winning your game

 

Here’s to you finding your own mind

Here’s to you making your way

Here’s to you, knowing whose love is for you

Here’s to you, finding all the love in the world

Here’s to life happening our way

Here’s to you winning your game

Here’s to you

Here’s to you

Here’s to you

She Holds Me Close

Lyrics by Dan Schweitzer

     Music by Richard H. Schweitzer

She Holds Me Close. This is a lyric my brother wrote for his late wife, but he was having trouble putting music to it. He handed it off to me. Unfortunately, he wasn't overjoyed with the result, but I like it. I think romanticism comes in all meters.

The girl just won't believe she can sing
But I can hear her heart when she's smiling
And we can sing together when we're near
Without a sound another soul could hear

 

She rarely comes to hear me when I play
But I can feel her love all around me
She thinks she'd scare the other fans away
But I think love is just that much more sweet light to shine

 

She holds me close to her heart
Even when we are apart
And if I stood upon the moon, I could not feel alone

She holds me close when we're near
And her love's so strong and clear
Wherever we're together, that's my home
She holds me close
She holds me close

 

She knows all my weak points and flaws
But accepts me just as I am
And when I make some damned-fool mistake
She just smiles, and lets it go at that

 

If I had drawn up my own plan
To give to God and say, "Here's what I want!"
I would have fallen so far short
of the woman she is and who I’ve become

She holds me close to her heart
Even when we are apart
And if I stood upon the moon, I could not feel alone

 

She holds me close when we're near
And her love's so strong and clear
Wherever we're together, that's my home
She holds me close
She holds me close

 

Oh, she tells me what I do for her is more than what I see
But all I've ever done is love her, and I love her lovin' me

 

She holds me close to her heart
Even when we are apart
And if I stood upon the moon, I could not feel alone

 

She holds me close when we're near
And her love's so strong and clear
Wherever we're together, that's my home
She holds me close
She holds me close
She holds me close

somebody tell my heart

by Richard H. Schweitzer

"My heart and I aren't talking"... Even when you know the truth, it's hard to let go of the blame; your blame, or the other person's. But often it's yourself you have to convince. I like to say, "I don't hold grudges, I learn character." And I like to think that's true, but I know where my self is concerned, well... not so much. HGHG, Hearts Grifted Hold Grudges. I've not figured out how to fix that, if anyone else has, Somebody Tell My Heart.

My heart and I aren’t talking
It blames only me
We both dream alone at night
and we used to love to watch her dream

 

I can’t get through to tell it
it hears what it wants
And it’s been beating so hard for so long and so loud

that it can’t hear me crying and trying so hard…

 

to explain

there just isn't anything we can do

It's too plain

No complexity to get lost in
She just isn’t part of our world
She just isn’t part of our world

There was so much more to it

it wasn't my fault

I understand that

but somebody tell my heart

Love isn’t just a game now
I once thought it was
But living without her has gotten so old
And breathing without her is like breathing dust

 

And my lungs are empty
Like New Year’s balloons in March
It’s just that I’m tired of trying I don’t have the strength

to get through and my heart has lost the heart…

 

to believe

there just isn’t anything we can do
It’s too plain
No complexity to get lost in
She just isn’t part of our world
She just isn’t part of our world

There was so much more to it

it wasn't my fault

I understand that

but somebody tell my heart

There just isn't anything we can do

It's too plain

No complexity to get lost in

She just isn't part of our world

She just isn't part of our world

There was so much more to it

It wasn't my fault

I understand that

but somebody tell my heart

 

It wasn't my fault

I understand that

but somebody tell my heart

 

It’s nobody’s fault
I understand that

but somebody tell my heart

Walls (Like Berlin)

by Richard H. Schweitzer

Walls (Like Berlin) - a promise made to an insincere heart. The emotions of a new situation can wash over you like persistent rain. In this case, I failed to notice I was the only one getting wet.

I think we saw it coming
It approached us like a rainstorm, walking across the water
as it grew closer, we forgot to go inside

 

How can I tell you?
This rain feels so warm as it washes across my face
Your heart's so close now, and I know I'm gonna get there...

 

Stone by stone, brick by brick
No structure you can build could keep me away from it
Piece by piece, I'm all in
If it's up to me, I swear, those walls are comin' down...
like Berlin

It's never been this easy
So subtle came the changes

as if my heart just found a purpose
As you grow closer, I look into your eyes

 

And I surrender
Don't be afraid to fall, I'm already there to catch you
Now I'm holding out my hand, and I'm asking you to take it

 

I know the rain is falling and there's nowhere you can hide
It's either walk away and leave me to the storm or let me try
Oh, let me try

Stone by stone, brick by brick
No structure you can build could keep me away from it
Piece by piece, I'm all in
If it's up to me, I swear, the walls are comin' down...
like Berlin

 

Stone by stone, brick by brick
No structure you can build can keep me away from it
Piece by piece, I'm all in
If it's up to me, I swear, those walls are comin' down...
like Berlin

Unfinished Symphony

by Richard H. Schweitzer

Unfinished Symphony. Sometimes, things get left unfini...

I’d like to write a symphony for you
In fact I started once but never saw it through
There just aren’t enough instruments to play
All the notes that it would take to express my love for you

 

I’d like to write you someday from afar
Just to see how things are going, how ya’ are
But more than missing you from far away
I’d like to find a way to stay, would that be so hard

 

I think I loved you much more than you feel
I wish that I could love you like you need
But there’s no trust and no heart left to steal
And now, all that’s left to do is bleed

 

There just aren’t enough instruments to play
All the notes that it would take to express my love for you

I’d like to write you something short and sweet
the song’s too shallow the love is far too deep
And if you ever do find your own mind
We can add another line to our unfinished symphony

 

And I hope you loved me much more than you knew
We fade to black before the love could tell
And maybe time can heal this weeping wound
The songs we sing together dance so well

 

There just aren’t enough instruments to play
All the little notes that it would take to express my love for you
And if you ever do find your own mind
We can add another line to our unfinished symphony

A Tear without a Net

by Richard H. Schweitzer

A Tear without a Net. The song is long enough, the comment will be short. Sometimes we inadvertently open someone's eyes or heart with a perfectly placed validation, observation or compliment at just the right time in their lives, and we may never even be aware of it. Acknowledge it if you can, the gifter may not be around later.

She was crunching numbers for a man that sold used cars
Dreamed in points and commas, but wanted to see stars
And the night would close around her like a sea of rushing tears
And her bed, a lonely island as she drifted on her fears

 

You have heard the story, probably lived it some yourself
She is just a grain of sand on a continental shelf
Waiting for the big one that will shake her world apart
So she can start tying ends together, and find her long lost heart

 

He didn’t turn her world around just walking in the door
She noticed his disinterest in the room and nothing more
When she met him in a doorway, coming in and going out
He melted into sadness that was louder than her doubt

She always stood her ground alone… nothing broke her seal
Always knew just how to act… if not how to feel
Then he turned her world around… with eyes both blue and white
And said, now I know why God created light
Now I know why God created light

 

He held her eyes just briefly, then he disappeared
She found he’d already left when the room had cleared
In the night, in silent dreams, his eyes were always dry
But she knew he was crying, in a way she can’t define

 

If he could say that to her face, she wanted to believe
So she packed away her points & commas and unpacked all her dreams
Then held them out before her, like a compass, in her hand
And leaped out on her future, like a leopard on a lamb

He didn’t turn her world around just walking in the door
She noticed his disinterest in the room and nothing more
When she met him in a doorway, coming in and going out
He melted into sadness that was louder than her doubt

 

She always stood her ground alone… nothing broke her seal
Always knew just how to act… if not how to feel
Then he turned her world around… with eyes both blue and white
And said, now I know why God created light

 

Someone, one day told her, on that night they’d almost met
That he leaped from a window, like a tear without a net
Now she thanks him everyday just by believing he was right
As if he’d passed his life to her through eyes both blue and white

 

She always stood her ground alone… nothing broke her seal
But now she tries to trust her heart… and act the way she feels
A heart that he had turned around… by looking in her eyes, sayin’
Now I know why God created light

What seems to be a window, to some is darkest night


And now I know why God created light

Wait for Me

by Rus Stedman

     & Richard H. Schweitzer

Wait for Me is a lyric from my late partner Rus Stedman, so

I can't speak to his inspiration, but on hindsight, it seems like the sentiment of someone much older than we were at the time. That being said, I find I'm still trying to catch up.

Well it’s another lonely evening

I’ve been drinking club to club

Dancin’ with the pretty girls

and falling in and out of love

 

But there’s one that I’ve been aimin’ to

catch up with for some time

A little girl who smiles and waves

as she goes dancin’ by

 

Wait for me

These old legs don’t move the way they used to do

Wait for me

Cause if I catch up soon I’m gonna make ‘em dance for you, just

Wait for me

Wuh wuh wait for me, my darlin’

This affair can’t get nowhere unless you wait for me

Been watchin’ her forever,

never said a word

But there’s nothin’ I could say to her

that she ain’t already heard

 

Told myself I’d wait until

the time was just right

But I will just get older waiting

for a better night

 

Oooo, what can I do?

Every guy who tries tonight,

gets his lonely heart broken in two

Been another wasted evenin’

I’ve been plastered to my seat

Ain’t much a girl like her could see

in a dumb ol’ fool like me

Just when I’m as close as I am sure I’ll ever get

She sneaks up right behind me sayin’

"Haven’t you caught up yet?"

 

Wait for me

This old heart don’t beat the way it used to do

Wait for me

Cause if you hold me tight you’re gonna feel it beat for you, just

Wait for me

Wuh wuh wait for me, my darlin’

This affair can’t get nowhere unless you wait for me

This affair can’t get nowhere unless you wait for me

No, this affair can’t get nowhere unless you wait for me

White Collar Blue

by Rus Stedman

     & Richard H. Schweitzer

White Collar Blue. Another Rus Stedman lyric. As songwriters, we realized that there was more need for songs in the Country genre than Rock or Pop. I had been writing from my Country roots all along, so this was one of Rus's first attempts at going Bubba. But we didn't want to toe the standard line or wax cliche, we wanted to be relevant to the new Country that tends to embrace the entire American culture.

Momma said she weren’t gonna raise no fool

Made me do my book reports and stay in school

Well I can read and write and do my tables too

I even learned some Algebra I’ll never use

 

After schoolin’ I got me a city job

I became Robert instead of just Bob

In my three piece suit I climbed the corporate stairs

I can’t breathe up there where the air’s so rare

 

Gonna dye this white collar blue

Trade my wing-tips in for steel toed boots

Climb on down this tree and try to find my roots

Gonna dye this white collar blue

Gonna dye this white collar blue

Get back where right is right and truth is truth

And no one gives a damn how much fat is in my food

Gonna dye this white collar blue

Go on home

 

I just wasn’t cut out for this corporate schtick

Chasing little white balls and the big white kick

Well I’m a beer man, champagne makes me sick

It’s sushi to you but it’s bait to this hick

 

Too many butt draggin’, money grabbin’, back stabbin’

Son of a Bs up here

Don’t need no nip-n-tuckin’, million buckin’, mother…

Well you know what I mean

You know what I mean

I’m gonna dye this white collar blue

Trade my loafers in for some bowlin’ shoes

Get all liquored up, get stupid and confused

Gonna dye this white collar blue

 

Gonna dye this white collar blue

Go back to the country where hearts beat true

And all the kids at school still say the flag salute

Gonna dye this white collar blue

head on home

Gonna dye this white collar blue

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