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Alice's Locket
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Jim Chapman music, a small mystery to an upbeat tune
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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
Charts
#3,158 in subgenre Peak #44
Charts
Peak #541
Author
Z. Mulls/Jim Chapman
Rights
2006
Uploaded
July 07, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.1 MB 128 kbps 4:25
Story behind the song
I was trying to emulate Belle and Sebastian (especially Judy and the Dream of Horses); but while I didn't quite hit the B&S note I wanted, this little mystery of a story flew out of me. Jim Chapman was happy to write the music and sweated over it for weeks. Photo by Diana. Used by permission.
Lyrics
Alice took her sister bowling She liked to eat cornflakes at 3am She helped with the Christmas pageant Hung up the star of Bethlehem And it shined for her It shined for everyone Alice danced with all the lights off Flirted with the boys in the parking lot Lay awake instead of dreaming Got up early to fill the coffee pot When she went outside She smiled for everyone And I’ll always wonder What was in Alice’s locket Alice walking after school Alice all alone looking at the sky Twirling her hair in circles Following the path of a firefly As it shined for everyone With her hand upon her chest Her hand upon her chest And I’ll always wonder What was in Alice’s locket Something about confession Something about calligraphy Meeting her behind the building She cried for everyone There’s a hand in a pocket Some things open Some things don’t Something hard and cold in yielding softness Leaving an impression What was in Alice’s locket? Alice liked to watch the skaters She liked to look in a robin’s nest One day she looked far beyond me I touch a spot upon my chest And I’ll always wonder I’ll always wonder What was in Alice’s locket?
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