Feedback I've gotten seems to converge on three songs that others consider my best: "Arizona", "Opening Day", and "Still Making It Up As We Go".

They probably are. Still, I find that I'm often happiest with something recent. So I'll avoid the issue by not posting my best song. Instead, my favorite song from 2010.

It's really a medley of two short songs that were both posted separately this year. I've decided to make them a medley for my next project because they go together on a couple of different levels:

Over the Moon For You/Everything's Coming Out Blue is here:

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/page_songInfo.cfm?bandID=377550&songID=10060128

I'll stick the lyric below. Thanks again to Niteshift for the sax part on the first song smile

Scott

Over the Moon For You/Everything's Coming Out Blue
(c) 2010 by S.W. Campbell

Sidewalk busker sees me bouncing along
He tips his hat, grabs his axe, starts singing our song
A little girl with flowers tosses me a rose
And the hustler at the bus stop gives me five down low
Everyone sees what’s true
I’m over the moon for you

Grocer on the corner tosses me a plum
A couple cops on horses raise their thumbs
And the beat box angels shout and wave hello
While the shell game grifter winks a “way to go”
Everyone sees what’s true
I’m over the moon for you

And the music of a saxophone drifts up from the underground
How could I ever think that was a mournful sound?

A red faced cabbie lays on his horn
Cause I’m not really watching where I’m going
He shouts, “Buddy live to see her for one more day”
He grins and shakes his head as he speeds away
Everyone sees what’s true
I’m over the moon for you

I planted a rose as pink as your nose
But then it bloomed a peculiar hue
Since you’ve been gone, everything’s coming out blue

I think the cherry tree’s feeling just like me
Cause it bears an oddly colored fruit
Since you’ve been gone, everything’s coming out blue

Blue is the thread that weaves its way through empty days
Blue is the feeling I can’t shake when you’re away

And the fireflies still shine their light
But with a color out of true
Since you’ve been gone, everything’s coming out blue

Blue is the thread that weaves its way through empty days
Blue is the feeling I can’t shake when you’re away

And the whippoorwill on my window sill
Sings his mournful tune
Since you’ve been gone everything’s coming out blue