"A Pencil and A Pad" ("The Songwriter Song")
©Karen Benedetto (ASCAP) Words & Music

A poignant journey through the healing power of the creative process...
(Demo Styling: Pop/Country/Folk)


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Production Credits:

Vocals: Steven Ray Watkins
Arrangement, Keyboards: Steven Ray Watkins
Recorded and Mixed at Kevin Jasper Studios, NYC

 

"A Pencil and A Pad"
("The Songwriter Song")
©
Karen Benedetto (ASCAP) (Words & Music)
All Rights Reserved. Not for Duplication Without Permission.

She (He) wanted to be someone else, live someone else’s life,
So she (he) hid in other families for years.
And you never got to know her (him) well. 
She (He) never let you in.
To the place that held her (his) dreams and her (his) fears.

She (He) never really smiled,
Seemed quiet and withdrawn,
And it looked to the outside world
Like all her (his) hope was gone.

But always in her (his) pocket were A PENCIL AND A PAD.
And she (he) knew she (he) had a place to go
When things were goin’ bad.

She (He) would write a song, and the pain would disappear.
She (He) would write a song, then everything was clear.
Her (His) heart could sing.  Her (His) soul took wing

She (He) always had a feeling
That her (his) songs were not her (his) own,
That they had a greater purpose than she (he) knew.
And in her (his) heart she (he) realized
Her (His) life would have to change
So she (he) could do the work she (he) had to do.

Her (His) music was the key to everything inside.
The more she (he) played, the more she (he) knew
She (He) could no longer hide.

And though it seemed her (his) life
Wouldn’t turn out like she (he) planned,
She (He) knew she (he) had the gift to heal
Right there in her (his) hand.

She (He) would write a song that someone else would hear.
And somehow that song would release them from their fear.
Their hearts could sing.  Their souls take wing.

And though they wouldn’t know who wrote the song with so much caring,
They’d know it was a gift of love another soul was sharing.

She (He) would write a song, and the pain would disappear.
She (He) would write a song, then everything was clear.
Her (His) heart could sing.  Her (His) soul took wing.
Her (His) heart could sing.  Her (His) soul took wing…

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