Sitting at the Station
Verse 1
Sitting at the station
Head bowed low
Everything moving slow
A Small Philosophy of Music in the Age of AI
Three reflections on creativity, technology, and listening
By Michael Forty
Founder — Chord Stream
Bring My Baby Back to Me – Song Description "No pride left. No mystery." Most pleading songs spend at least some of their energy making the case for why the other person ought to return…
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The room is smaller than it was before
Words still hanging in the air
Two tired people guarding separate doors
🎵 Something In Your Eyes Tonight (60s single)
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Something in your eyes tonight
Soft and warm and shining bright
Why There Are Multiple Versions
Sometimes a song doesn’t arrive once.
It arrives in layers.
I write the lyric.
Blossom leans over hedgerows white,
Daffodils flare in yellow light,
Bluebells ring in woodland air,
Primroses whisper, winter’s not there.
Grace and the Green Girl (Wicked) – Song Description "To lose the crowd, to save your soul, to rise alone into your fate." This one was written after watching a young woman I know find…
This is what happens when we are lucky.
Too many songs to choose from – just keep em all …
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We woke in beds,
🎵 Something In Your Eyes Tonight (After Love)
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Something in your eyes tonight
Doesn’t feel the same
Here's the true story – why? When I was 18 I went to a little place up north near a small town called Glossop. I went with my then girlfriend – now wife, Angela. Sadly…
The Measure You Use
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You hold the line so high and straight
You say it’s love, you say it’s fate
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As the year slips quietly away,
we lift our eyes to brighter days,
another dawn, another start,
Why You Sometimes Hear Multiple Versions of the Same Song This is one of the most important things to understand about my work. If you notice more than one version of the same song on…
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He counted breath in thinning air,
Each step a measured prayer,
The mountain known, the risk declared,
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He nearly caught the morning train
Nearly said the words he meant
Nearly won, nearly stayed
Blossom leans over hedgerows white,
Daffodils flare in yellow light,
Bluebells ring in woodland air,
Primroses whisper, winter’s not there.
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They say, “From Dave,” and close the card
Ink runs dry, no wishing heart
No warmth spoken, nothing shared
Ahhh…
Listen…
Verse 1 (Male Lead – calm authority)
Before the noise, before the rush
[Verse]
In the quiet of the twilight,
When the city's lost its fight,
We sway softly, oh so gently,
(Verse 1)
I held you close, my precious child,
Through every tear, through every mile.
Your laughter echoes in my heart,
“Aria for a Friend”
(Opening)
Oh, friend so dear, whose light has shone,
A beacon bright, though you are gone.
“The Tempest Within”
[Opening Verse] (Soft, brooding)
Oh, anger, thy name, a fire untamed,
A shadow cast, a soul inflamed.
[Opening Verse] (Soft, mournful)
Oh, sorrow, thy name, a quiet song,
A shadow deep, where I belong.
Thy veil, it falls like autumn rain,
[Opening Verse] (Soft, radiant)
Oh, joy, thy name, a golden light,
A boundless glow, a heart’s delight.
Thy wings, they lift, they carry high,
“When I See Her”
(Verse 1 – Soft, emotional)
I can’t think… when I see her… there with you,
My mind’s gone… when I see her… it’s all I can do.
Blossom leans over hedgerows white,
Daffodils flare in yellow light,
Bluebells ring in woodland air,
Primroses whisper, winter’s not there.
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Whispering shadows in the moonlight
Echoes of you still haunt the night
Your empty words like broken glass
[Verse]
Stars are shining blue and green
Spaceships hum like old machines
Galaxies where we've been
[Verse]
Walking down this crowded street
Eyes meet hearts skip two beats
In a whirlwind of desire
[Verse]
In the heart of Swindon town
Where dreams decide to drown
Neon signs that steal your soul
[Verse]
You were the spark in the dark night
Lighting up moments that felt so right
Not a single thing could slow us down