Something About The Ski, words by Kathryn Morski

Something About The Sky

By Kathryn Morski

Em                                    Am                   Em
My daddy loved the prairie; it was something about the sky,
Em                                      Am                    B7
How it rose so deep and endless, drew the soul and filled the eye.
C              Em                    C                         B7
There was nothing there to block the view, or to stop the fresh, sweet wind,
C                    Em                  C           B7             Em
And he loved to watch the clouds pile up and blow away again.

      Am                                    Em
      It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
      Am                    Em            C           B7                Em
      My daddy loved the prairie; it was something about the sky.

My mom came from the city, and her views were not the same.
She liked her concrete sidewalks, and she liked her nature tame.
And she said the wind that howled and roared just made her want to cry,
And when a billion stars blazed from the black, she felt buried by the sky.

It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
She said that she felt buried. It was something about the sky.

   C                  Em                         C                   B7
   So he planted trees beside the house, and a garden full of flowers,
   C                          Em                         C                        B7
   Made feeders for the songbirds. She would watch them there for hours.

I thought that Mom would move to town after Daddy died last year,
But she says the sky sings to her, now, and she feels his presence near.
She says the gentle wind feels like his touch, and the blue looks like his eyes,
And the clouds he used to love so much come and visit in the skies.

      And it’s something about the wind, it’s just something about the sky.
      She says she feels his presence near. It’s just something about the sky.
      It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
      My daddy loved the prairie. It was something about the sky.

Something About The Sky

By Kathryn Morski

Am                                    Em
      It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
      Am                    Em            C           B7                Em
      My daddy loved the prairie; it was something about the sky.

My mom came from the city, and her views were not the same.
She liked her concrete sidewalks, and she liked her nature tame.
And she said the wind that howled and roared just made her want to cry,
And when a billion stars blazed from the black, she felt buried by the sky.

It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
She said that she felt buried. It was something about the sky.

C                  Em                         C                   B7
   So he planted trees beside the house, and a garden full of flowers,
   C                          Em                         C                        B7
   Made feeders for the songbirds. She would watch them there for hours.

I thought that Mom would move to town after Daddy died last year,
But she says the sky sings to her, now, and she feels his presence near.
She says the gentle wind feels like his touch, and the blue looks like his eyes,
And the clouds he used to love so much come and visit in the skies.

And it’s something about the wind, it’s just something about the sky.
      She says she feels his presence near. It’s just something about the sky.
      It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
      My daddy loved the prairie. It was something about the sky.

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'Ski Nopsis:

Congratulations, Kathryn!

This piece is part of a tryptic by Kathryn that got accepted to the Photo(GEO)graphy exhibit at the Bonifas Arts Center.

'SKI is still planning our summer 2010. If you know a library where 'SKI should play for the Summer Reading Program, e-mail us and let us know!

Keep your eye open for a remastered version of 'Ski - Live at the Jo. Same great music, different sound!

'Ski is currently recording our new CD "Resisting Rhyme"
E-mail us with suggestions for what songs to put on it.

In our 'Ski-D players:

Kathryn:
Anything by Bonnie Raitt

Brian:
MC Chris is Dead - MC Chris
Black Gives Way to Blue - Alice in Chains

Caitlin:
Shine - Bond
The Three Musketeers (1995) OST

Something About The Sky

By Kathryn Morski

Am Em It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky. Am Em C B7 Em My daddy loved the prairie; it was something about the sky.

My mom came from the city, and her views were not the same. She liked her concrete sidewalks, and she liked her nature tame. And she said the wind that howled and roared just made her want to cry, And when a billion stars blazed from the black, she felt buried by the sky.

It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky. She said that she felt buried. It was something about the sky.

C Em C B7 So he planted trees beside the house, and a garden full of flowers, C Em C B7 Made feeders for the songbirds. She would watch them there for hours.

I thought that Mom would move to town after Daddy died last year, But she says the sky sings to her, now, and she feels his presence near. She says the gentle wind feels like his touch, and the blue looks like his eyes, And the clouds he used to love so much come and visit in the skies.

And it’s something about the wind, it’s just something about the sky. She says she feels his presence near. It’s just something about the sky. It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky. My daddy loved the prairie. It was something about the sky.

Back to dialogue Words.

Back to Kathryn's Words.

'Ski Nopsis:

Congratulations, Kathryn!

This piece is part of a tryptic by Kathryn that got accepted to the Photo(GEO)graphy exhibit at the Bonifas Arts Center.

'SKI is still planning our summer 2010. If you know a library where 'SKI should play for the Summer Reading Program, e-mail us and let us know!

Keep your eye open for a remastered version of 'Ski - Live at the Jo. Same great music, different sound!

'Ski is currently recording our new CD "Resisting Rhyme" E-mail us with suggestions for what songs to put on it.

In our 'Ski-D players:

Kathryn: Anything by Bonnie Raitt

Brian: MC Chris is Dead - MC Chris Black Gives Way to Blue - Alice in Chains

Caitlin: Shine - Bond The Three Musketeers (1995) OST

Am Em
It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
Am Em C B7 Em
My daddy loved the prairie; it was something about the sky.

My mom came from the city, and her views were not the same.
She liked her concrete sidewalks, and she liked her nature tame.
And she said the wind that howled and roared just made her want to cry,
And when a billion stars blazed from the black, she felt buried by the sky.

It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
She said that she felt buried. It was something about the sky.

C Em C B7
So he planted trees beside the house, and a garden full of flowers,
C Em C B7
Made feeders for the songbirds. She would watch them there for hours.

I thought that Mom would move to town after Daddy died last year,
But she says the sky sings to her, now, and she feels his presence near.
She says the gentle wind feels like his touch, and the blue looks like his eyes,
And the clouds he used to love so much come and visit in the skies.

And it’s something about the wind, it’s just something about the sky.
She says she feels his presence near. It’s just something about the sky.
It was something about the wind, it was something about the sky.
My daddy loved the prairie. It was something about the sky.

'Ski is currently recording our new CD "Resisting Rhyme"
E-mail us with suggestions for what songs to put on it.

Kathryn:
Anything by Bonnie Raitt

Brian:
MC Chris is Dead - MC Chris
Black Gives Way to Blue - Alice in Chains

Caitlin:
Shine - Bond
The Three Musketeers (1995) OST