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Skipping Rope
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A somber, acoustic guitar/vocal offering about growing up and getting older. This is a new demo recorded with Chris Chan in Milwaukee, WI on June 6, 2009.
indie music folk unsigned singersongwriter wisconsin acoustic music girl singer robin lea fritche
Acoustic guitar, melodic vocals, songs with poetic or clever lyrics...that's Robin in a nutshell. (Or maybe Robin would be screaming bloody murder at that poin
Hey, kids. Welcome to Robin Lea Fritche's new home on the web, la la la. Who is Robin Lea Fritche? She's a young woman of mostly German (and a little Irish) descent whose parents used to drag her around to various drinking establishments every Friday and Saturday night back in the 80s where their band would play. She started singing on stage as a small child and in middle school she picked up one of her mother's guitars and started playing hair band ballads for her friends. When she ran out of songs to play, she didn't know enough chords to figure out any new ones without help, so she started writing her own. And she's still writing, though now she finally knows enough chords to figure out a damn cover. ;) That's good enough for now, don't you think?
Song Info
Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #58
Peak in subgenre #9
Author
Robin Lea Fritche
Rights
2006 by Robin Lea Fritche
Uploaded
June 07, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:33
Story behind the song
This song was written for the 2006 songwriting challenge, and the actual writing was done in a lounge at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee, where I was studying for a semester. I think the sentiment of the song and how I was feeling is pretty evident in the lyrics. :)
Lyrics
I'm all alone There is no sacred place inside this hide and bones My face does not display the ways that I atone For everything I've done right up till now I'm somewhat torn Between the world I've found and that which I still mourn I can't believe it's grown so late My face so worn I still feel like a schoolgirl Skipping rope The sun was brilliant on the asphalt Reflecting off the jungle gym I used to climb to the top And time would stop Until the bell rang out Come in What should I say When you look at me strangely Should I turn away Pretend that you don't faze me Mutable as clay Unable to lie scattered in your wake It's all a lie I notice every flicker in your doe-brown eyes Something within me shudders when you pass me by I still feel like a schoolgirl Skipping rope The sun was brilliant on the asphalt Reflecting off the jungle gym I used to climb to the top And time would stop Until the bell rang out Come in I haven't changed so much since then I am as weak as I've always been I'm still so afraid I'll be sent away I feel just like a schoolgirl Skipping rope The sun was brilliant on the asphalt Reflecting off the jungle gym I used to climb to the top And time would stop Until the bell rang out Come in
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