Winter

Beep* came in spring and left in fall. No company of goodies, nor women's little boxes in a drawer, but a blanket of Snow is Boop*'s hope for preservation. To soothe to sleep this beautiful Autumn Love.

-This Song-. That was the original title of the song ‘Winter’.

It in fact refers to the song ‘This everlasting Day’. What Beep* & Boop* experience together there, is called -A beautiful song-. It’s the only song with a full melody. ‘Phase to Phase’ shapes the boundaries of the song. ‘I Believe’ speaks about the likelihood of the sheer power of -Our Song- as it compares it to a pulsar. And in ‘In the Morning’ the birds echo -My Song- as they probably can fly freely from Beep*’s realm to Boop*s. >
> What bonds Beep* & Boop* is given full attention in the song ‘This everlasting Day’.

That song describes their early born love extensively. All the other songs of the eponymous album just provide the greater context and make it a great story. Paradoxically the song ‘This everlasting Day’ ranks the lowest on the charts...

So on her 50th birthday in October Boop* sends -This Song (the full album)- in the thin air and in late November by pure chance I meet Beep* in my local supermarket, not hers, and make her aware of my special e-mail. Reading her face it must have got lost between junk mails. Anyway, the next three days the views of the 8 songs explode, peaking at ‘You Sweet Handsome Cool and Nice Man’ and ‘Colonial Brunette’ and funny enough a reasonable peak at ‘By your side’. In that song I give her a voice to speak out her feelings. A few days later I post the album on Facebook and her views get submerged. I don’t track who views my songs, but that peak was more than obvious.
I’m glad Beep* listened and knows Our Song. It’s still in hibernation and so it still is a wonder whether it will seed in Spring one day. A ticket to her heart.

Beep* October 14th 2017
Winter 
Footsteps in the snow. On my way to somewhere. I lead myself, is it so, is this where I want to go. My autumn Love I send This Song and trust it in the thin air, here it goes. Clouds ahead, miles ahead. I hope it will land one day and seed in Spring one day. May it ever last a Day. As it once came in Spring and left in Fall. Will the wind help it bring to Winter snow grounds for now. So preserve our early born Love protected by the unprovoking White. And then we go visit your father and Sis B* and Sis N* and we go visit your Mum and D* & G*. And everything will be so fine & peacefully. And you’ll be my most precious Woman. And.. And.. lots of other sweet and fine things. And my father and mother and my family and friends will all be nice to you, I asked them, they will be. And they want to get to know you.. And you will paint again and I’ll teach how to play the guitar, the bass guitar! And we’ll make our home a warm place for our children to come and everyone is welcome! And when you leave the door, you will know that it will always open for you. Cause it is Your door and a sweet handsome cool and nice man awaits you. No pressure at all, but pleasure above all. And all these beautiful presents lay in silence under the snow. Kept. For the moment you come to collect them. For when you are ready my love, whenever.

This Song