I'm gonna paint the day with laughter
Frame the night with song and bright colors
Strokes that are strong but not threatening
And I'm gonna display it in a room with many windows
No locks upon the doors
Candles for lighting and hardwood floors meant for dancing shoes
And I'm gonna invite you to the house on the hill in the shade of the trees
Keeping time with the rustling leaves
In my house on the hill there we will find we can love, we can laugh, we can romp, we can rise
I'm gonna carve the day with passion
Sculpt the night with love
Soar to greater heights on the wings of a dove and like the hummingbird I'm gonna sing about it
To friends of any color
Tongues of any style
Broke to the Modern
Romantic revivals in harmony
That's how we're gonna play it
Bob he brought his banjo
Vincent his paint
Mona wore her smile as Albert fell faint
‘Cause the beauty of the moment, he music and Mona's smile
Filled him with the hope of the house on the hill
Come on
Join me
I’m my way to my house on the hill
Copyright © 1993/2018: albinosongs
The MUSICIANS
Albino Guimaraes Vocals, Synths & Guitar
Joe Boyle Electric Guitars
Joe O’Brien Bass Guitar
Jon Peckman Drums & Percussion
Sophie Guimaraes Vocals
Behind The Song...
House On The Hill
Years ago I was working in the Music industry and I had shown some of my earliest songs to my boss at the time. The songs were full of angst as so many early attempts tend to be. When I played this song for her she stopped me and said, “now THAT I would buy.” And with that it clicked and I started writing in a much more open and positive fashion.
This song came about soon after I had submerged myself in Kahlil Gibran. I think I came up for air with a much brighter outlook, a greater acceptance for the human condition and a couple thinly veiled lyrics for use in this song pilfered from one of his lesser known texts.