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Morning in the Promised Land

Michael R. J. Roth

January 19, 2018

Genre: Christian

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Today's March for Life Day, and it made me think of this song. Almost got this one cut (Isn't that one of the checklist items on the songwriting path?).

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Tommy Grimes III

Hi Michael!

This might just be me, but I’ll offer the thoughts for what they are worth and you can judge!

I was a little confused on what the story was - it seemed to be about a father losing his daughter while she was young. But, for example, the chorus refers to taking her hand, and if it is 7 years after she passed away, then that couldn’t be right - maybe it was taking the hand of his other surviving daughter (as the song does mention a sister), but for me I was left with a contradiction in my mind without it being clear whose hand he was taking.

Another example that left me puzzled was “...wearing out my shoes, watching the bills pile up like snow” (unless I misheard, of course!). The picture I got from that verse was of the father in the hospital waiting room (“wearing out his shoes” before her mother comes in to break the news), but then I was puzzled as to why he would be thinking about bills at a time like that - while that is certainly potentially true of the medical system, it just felt to me that his focus would be elsewhere if his daughter was in a critical condition and he waiting on news. It was a powerful image, with the wearing out the shoes, but the bills part threw me out of that image.

Now, all of this may just be more of an insight into how my mind works and interprets things, and being just one person that may be of no consequence smile But I thought I would share in good spirit, in case it helps in anyway!

And thank you for sharing the song - here’s to the next one moving on from “almost” to “cut”! smile Thanks! Tommy

January 19, 2018

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Michael R. J. Roth

Thanks, Tommy. Someone else in another thread also mentioned the confusion, thinking it was about losing a daughter. It’s actually about choosing to have a child when the world tells you you can’t afford it, etc. I’ve performed this song many times over the years, and this is the first time I’ve had that reaction. Maybe people were just too polite to say anything. I’ve rewritten this song based on feedback I’ve gotten from workshops, etc. Maybe I’ll take another look at it. I tend to let the poetry run wild.

January 23, 2018

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Kevin Fox

I totally love this song. the simplicity of it the cool harmonies and the guitar. If I am correct it’s about a father who knows the struggle of the world and his children that he loves will have to face throughout there life’s. and somehow the children let him know its going to be ok.
AWESOME A+...

January 24, 2018

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Michael R. J. Roth

Thanks, Kevin. It’s great to hear when a song connects!

January 24, 2018

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Bob Abner

Nice textures in your lyrics (plenty of specific pictures to help the listener understand what you’re feeling and trying to say.

However, the following lyrics left me a little flat, as they’re not so “specific/textured”:
Now we celebrate the day
when you were born and grew in faith.
You taught your sister how to pray
for promises that Jesus made.

Other than that, quite nice in my book. Keep at it, and best wishes in your songwriting!!!

August 07, 2018

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Tommy Grimes III

Hi Michael!

This might just be me, but I’ll offer the thoughts for what they are worth and you can judge!

I was a little confused on what the story was - it seemed to be about a father losing his daughter while she was young. But, for example, the chorus refers to taking her hand, and if it is 7 years after she passed away, then that couldn’t be right - maybe it was taking the hand of his other surviving daughter (as the song does mention a sister), but for me I was left with a contradiction in my mind without it being clear whose hand he was taking.

Another example that left me puzzled was “...wearing out my shoes, watching the bills pile up like snow” (unless I misheard, of course!). The picture I got from that verse was of the father in the hospital waiting room (“wearing out his shoes” before her mother comes in to break the news), but then I was puzzled as to why he would be thinking about bills at a time like that - while that is certainly potentially true of the medical system, it just felt to me that his focus would be elsewhere if his daughter was in a critical condition and he waiting on news. It was a powerful image, with the wearing out the shoes, but the bills part threw me out of that image.

Now, all of this may just be more of an insight into how my mind works and interprets things, and being just one person that may be of no consequence smile But I thought I would share in good spirit, in case it helps in anyway!

And thank you for sharing the song - here’s to the next one moving on from “almost” to “cut”! smile Thanks! Tommy

January 19, 2018

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Michael R. J. Roth

Thanks, Tommy. Someone else in another thread also mentioned the confusion, thinking it was about losing a daughter. It’s actually about choosing to have a child when the world tells you you can’t afford it, etc. I’ve performed this song many times over the years, and this is the first time I’ve had that reaction. Maybe people were just too polite to say anything. I’ve rewritten this song based on feedback I’ve gotten from workshops, etc. Maybe I’ll take another look at it. I tend to let the poetry run wild.

January 23, 2018

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Kevin Fox

I totally love this song. the simplicity of it the cool harmonies and the guitar. If I am correct it’s about a father who knows the struggle of the world and his children that he loves will have to face throughout there life’s. and somehow the children let him know its going to be ok.
AWESOME A+...

January 24, 2018

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Michael R. J. Roth

Thanks, Kevin. It’s great to hear when a song connects!

January 24, 2018

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Bob Abner

Nice textures in your lyrics (plenty of specific pictures to help the listener understand what you’re feeling and trying to say.

However, the following lyrics left me a little flat, as they’re not so “specific/textured”:
Now we celebrate the day
when you were born and grew in faith.
You taught your sister how to pray
for promises that Jesus made.

Other than that, quite nice in my book. Keep at it, and best wishes in your songwriting!!!

August 07, 2018


Morning in the Promised Land

Written by Michael R. J. Roth

Snow drifts down like wasted time,
parachuting ecstasy,
with promises of better times
while birds warm up their melodies,
feeding on the scattered crumbs.
We’re waiting for the light to come,
while I hold your little hand
this morning in the promised land.

It was nearly seven years ago
when I was wearing out my shoes,
watching bills pile up like snow
when your mother broke the news.
And people said this crowded world
had no use for one more girl.
As if they could have ever planned
this morning in the promised land.

And as I watch the falling snow
I think of all the cold and bitter things
no six-year-old should know.
But every time I take your hand
It’s morning in the promised land.

Now we celebrate the day
when you were born and grew in faith.
You taught your sister how to pray
for promises that Jesus made.
I love to see you smile like that,
a princess in a party hat,
who helped her father understand
it’s morning in the promised land.

And as I watch the falling snow,
I think of all the cold and bitter things
no child should ever know.
But every time I take your hand,
it’s morning in the promised land.

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