"Sam Beam, Singer/Songwriter"

I get to thinking,
Could the Connecticut,
Carry me to you?
Oh, I long to try,
To float on down,
And wash ashore
In that bay.
Like a boy from the sea,
Sent from Neptune,
To you.

But I sit,
In the darkness
Of my living room,
Playing this guitar,
Thinking of you,
As I watch the fireflies,
Dance a moment more.
They can dance
While you’re away,
And put a smile
On my face.

-The title to this song is indeed an Iron & Wine reference. Well...I guess it's not really a reference. Rather, you could say, I named the song after Sam Beam. The reason for that is, when i thought up the second stanza, I was sitting in our half empty living room, looking out our new door, while playing "Fever Dream" by Iron & Wine on my guitar. It's a beautiful song. I couldn't really think of anything better to name it. So I just credited him with giving me inspiration.

Goodnight,
Matt

"Charles Lindbergh Was A Fascist"

Pause, turn my head,
while you look me,
in the face.
For a moment,
my smile fades.
The mask is shed,
just for one second,
and you can see,
that I'm a lonely little boy,
longing for the arms of,
his lover who is so far away.
I put the smirk,
and childish face back on.
It really isn't much,
of a mask.
I just don't feel so alone,
when others can't see,
how much I miss you.

-Matt

Yay for irrelevant poem titles!

Got new shoes (camo colours checker print Vans slip ons) and pants today. *Jubilations* My brother also got a new PC that makes mine look like a pansy. But, when I graduate high school, I get an iBook. Since I never got anything nifty for graduating the 8th grade besides a little party of sorts. I had to buy my computer myself. Oh well, he needed something better. Since he's a more avid gamer, where I'm a rather casual one.

Thus is the life of Matt.

"Rain Kisses/Racing the Day Break"

So, I had the idea of writing a piano song (a separate piece than the one I've already started) for lyrics Sarah wrote. I wanted to make my own personal contribution to the piece. So here goes: It's a two piece song. The first part, is a piano song with the sampling of a thunderstorm behind it, accompanied by Sarah's lyrics. Maybe I can convince her to do the vocals herself. <.< >.> :] An instrumental break in the middle, with the piano continuing, and if I can manage it somehow, a string section. It'll probably end up being just a single violin. I could manage to create some string stuff on a workstation that would sound fairly authentic. Then, the second half, will be me! My vocals, my lyrics, and still, me on piano. The thunderstorm sample will be playing/looping through out the entire piece, and it will go on for about 5-20 seconds after the second half of the song finishes.

Here are the lyrics:

“Rain Kisses/Racing the Day Break”
Lyrics by Sarah Coffman and Matt Cassani

I look out the window
At the rain that falls
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter
On the cold stone step
Out side my kitchen
Window.

The scent of a storm
Swells up,
Covering me in a blanket
Of solitude,
I wish I wasn't home
Alone for once.

I’m tempted,
Tempted to dial your
Number but I know that
You're not out yet.
I look at the rain drops
Just to remember that
I’m alone.

I feel the rain kiss my
Skin as I run away
Into the storm.
The suns right on the
Other side, now
All I have to do
Is fight my way to get it back.

[Break]

“Racing The Day Break”

It’s like they always say,
“The grass is greener,
On the other side.”
I just hope it's true,
‘cause I can’t stand
The grey, overcast sky,
Above me.

It’s getting old,
The constant drone,
Of raindrops on the roof.
One more day of rain,
I don’t think I can handle it.
So I make for the other side,
To get dry.

Dawn is breaking,
On the horizon line,
And I can see my final,
Destination.
Illuminated underneath,
This brilliant sunrise.
Now all I need, is for my feet,
To take me there.

The morning air,
Brisk and fresh, I am breathing,
My heart beating, in time,
With the song bird who,
Sings to me, so sweetly.
Finally, the clouds have broken,
Let your blue eyes glisten.

-Matt

"Him"

There is a boy,
with kind eyes,
slender frame,
and shaggy, sand-
coloured hair.

His delicate,
but firm fingers,
graze keys of ivory.
As gently as he would,
your cheek.

His body,
creates a melody,
echoed by his heart.
And his voice yearns,
to sing in harmony.

A song for two.
Well, a tune for,
just he, and you.
A song like time,
has never known.

-Matt

"Upon Waking"

Arms release,
a flash of blonde,
and around the corner
she goes.

I stand,
dumbfounded,
tugging at my sweatshirt,
like she does sometimes.

That's when I wake.
The clock reads 5 AM,
and I sit up in bed.
The room is cold.

My fingers close,
over soft, pounded metal,
in the shape of a circle,
that hangs around my neck.

I sit there like that.
Running my other hand,
through my hair,
fingers trembling.

Fear burns through me.
I wished I had run after,
around that damned corner,
and maybe catch her by the wrist.

My face burns,
and tears begin to flow,
from tired eyes.
"Don't leave me..."

I'm not afraid,
of being here alone,
I fear being left behind,
I fear you won't come back.

Will you come back,
as someone else?
A stranger with a familiar face?
I don't think that can happen.

I think it's quite plain,
I'm scared to the core.
Of losing everything,
of being lost again.

I long for your embrace,
to chase my fear away,
give me someplace safe,
some place we can stay.

Update On My Last Entry:

Scratch those lyrics. I'll use them for something else. I started the piano piece of it today. I wrote some stuff down on a piece of paper, and I'm hoping like hell I don't forget it all and be like "What the fuck does this mean? How did I play this thing?" Because I don't have piano to play at home, I have to play anywhere I can find one.

Concerning the lyrics, however. Once I'm done writing the piano portion of the song, and have maybe a rough recording to work with, or even just a memory of what the tempo is like, I'm going to start entirely new lyrics.

I'm hoping it will be a good piece. I'm trying to write it less with my brain and more with my heart. My brain just needs to tell my fingers where to go, and what I'm hearing, and if it all sounds nice together. My heart has to do most of the work. Not only does it have to keep the blood flowing in my body, but it has to tell me if what I'm playing is what I want the song to feel like. Are these notes portraying my emotions correctly? Can you get a glimpse of who I am from the sound of the music? Stuff like that. You know, the important stuff.

/end_rant

-Matt

I just had the sweetest idea ever.

-Here's some lyrics i wrote. Now that I think about it. I think about it, I think I might try to fit these to the acoustic song I wrote. That would be pretty amazing. A piano piece would be even more amazing. Oh, hell yes. I'm doing that.

"Move Mountains (Don't Give Up)"

I never truly leave,
I’m always right,
There inside your soul.
Right there beside you.
Our hearts will span,
Two thousand miles,
From New York
To Phoenix

Don’t give up,
Don’t give up,
I’ve got your hand.
Don’t be afraid,
For when you fall,
I’ll pull you right,
Back up again.

I’d tread,
A thousand deserts,
And dunes of sand,
To save your soul.
And no ocean would,
Hold me back,
I’d swim across
To get to you.
There’d be no tide,
That could pull me under.

-And it continues, with the part with repeating lines as the chorus. I will add more verses later.

"June"

I lie awake,
in the dark, alone.
June has found me.

Sometimes
I wish, to call your name into the night.
So you would arrive at my bedside.

I apologize.
I'm no good with goodbyes.
I can't bear looking away.

June has,
found me, restless in the twilight.
Evenings, though calm, are so lonely.

Frizzed hair,
in the heat, and I still can't sleep.
Your absence is killing me, but I can't give up.

You,
found me, on that warm August afternoon.
A lost little boy, under the streetlights.

Don't give up,
we can find paradise, within each other.
Just help me save the walls, while we're apart.

And June,
will come and go, then leave us tired.
Exhausted by her sweet summer grace.

"Red Moon"

Red moon risen,
over fields and forest.
While blankets of grey,
cover the sky.
It captures me,
holding my eye.
Breathtaking,
up amongst the stars.
Do you see it?
Could you be,
looking at it now?
Can't remove my gaze.
As the humidity,
clings to my skin,
makes me feel like,
I could swim
through the air.
Surface from the
atmosphere.
I've always wondered,
what it's like in space.