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Crossing The Threshold
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A pop ballad about moving in together, and facing a new and merged existance for the first time
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Internationally recognized, prize-winning lyricist well-versed in cabaret, indie, folk, country, showtunes and several other genres.
I am the Grand Prize Winner of the 2007 International Songwriting Competition for my collaboration with Eduard Glumov, "I'm Not Your Friend." We also won First Prize in the Rock/Alt Division of the Great American Song Contest. One judge called it a prime example of "world-class songwriting" and said the images in the were "often stunning." I'm a lyricist and have been collaborating with musicians from California to Kazakhstan, over the Internet. The fruits of that collaboration are found here, and at . While the winning song was a hot funk-rock song, with a compact streamlined lyric, I write in several styles. I've chosen "indie" as my genre, but I write anything from cabaret to country, and am looking to work with musicians and composers of all stripes. Currently I'm finding writing partners here in my home town of Philadelphia.
Song Info
Genre
Pop Indie Pop
Charts
Peak #1,220
Peak in subgenre #103
Author
Z. Mulls/Ian Ferrin
Rights
2007
Uploaded
December 05, 2007
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.2 MB 128 kbps 4:36
Story behind the song
Ian is working on a series of positive, uplifting songs, hoping to collect some of the best ones on an eventual CD. This is another collaboration along those lines. Once again, he provided a melody and I had to retrofit the "right" lyric to it. The experience of moving in together with someone is pretty universal, and I hope I captured it well enough.
Lyrics
(v1) I haul up boxes filled with all your stuff And halfway through I ask if you have brought enough Unpacking clothes into the new armoires We order pizza in a room that now is ours (chorus) But cross the threshold, you will find Two lives now intertwined (Next to) my old sneaker, your new sandal My match, your scented candle Some forgotten alchemy Makes something new to see (When we) hold our hands and enter We're crossing the threshold (v2) I'm doing laundry on Tuesday nights And learning how to separate the darks from lights And what was separate is somehow merged So soon after we stood together, trembling on the verge (repeat chorus) (bridge) And somewhere I see traces of the life I led On my shelf in the bathroom On my side of the bed And this new life This new address I can only guess (v3) I hear you humming a room away Arranging flowers in a casual bouquet I've lived in silence for far too long I go to find you and join you in your song (repeat chorus)
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