Blowing Dreams To Smithereens

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This song was inspired by a walk in my neighborhood.

A local golf and country club has restructured it’s facility, and will be building homes where there once was a golf course. People who bought golf course view homes will soon be looking at new homes instead. As I looked at the dry greens and the barriers and signs around the cartpaths,  the song Big Yellow Taxi was running through my head.

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Once home,  I wrote the lyrics and then several days later the music arrived. I didn’t set out to write a protest song. I was just trying to process how I felt about the situation.

I guess the folks songs from back in my youth had more of an impact on me than I thought…

Blowing Dreams to Smithereens

From a turkey farm to a field of dreams
Folks of means played eighteen
Back when handshakes meant something
They bought view homes for their families

Paradise was heaven
Till there came a new regime
Flicking smokes in the tall dry grass
Blowing dreams to smithereens

The greens turned brown from a sacrifice fly
Tears the only water supply
Cartpaths blocked by no trespassing signs
And a yellow taxi sped on by

Paradise was heaven
Till there came a new regime
Flicking smokes in the tall dry grass
Blowing dreams to smithereens

Can you imagine buying a home with a
guaranteed view
Only to have the fair way pulled out from under you?

Paradise was heaven
Till there came a new regime
Flicking smokes in the tall dry grass
Blowing dreams to smithereens
Blowing dreams to smithereens

Have a listen, it’s free!

 

2 Responses

  1. James Ross
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    Powerful lyrics. It’s a shame and it’s happening all over the country. Golf course revenues struggle and the land becomes more valuable than the business. Then here come the developers looking for tracts of land to supposedly increase the quality of life. Sad.