That Black Box

Story Behind The Song

The box stored songs I wrote 15 years or so ago. After 9/11, I felt the need to pursue my songwriting career and I wrote this song about a songwriter that digs out his songs. That Black Box is more than a song. It is a state of mind and the human need to follow our dreams. Perhaps you have a stash of family photographs collecting dust at the bottom of your closet. Or you have a dream to open a family business, publish a novel or become a firefighter, teacher or dancer. Whatever you have contained in That Black Box, go recover it and remember those who have inspired you.

Song Description

My signature song - about a songwriter who digs up forgotten songs to fulfill dream. I hope I can make it there someday.

Song Length 4:28 Genre Country - Traditional, Country - Contemporary
Lead Vocal Male Vocal Mood Peaceful, Tranquil
Subject Spirituality Language English
Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

THAT BLACK BOX
Music and lyrics by Ken Buchanan, (c) 2003
Contact: ken@kbsongs.com
Web: www.kbsongs.com

Each morning I chase the sunrise, twenty-one years now on this barren farm
Plowing fields, planting seeds just like my daddy did ? I figured it couldn?t do a man no harm
Well high noon I ditched that tractor, crossed that pasture to that old yellow house
Dropped down to my knees and clawed endlessly, and recovered that black box

Not clear the rhyme or reason, I merely sat there and stared her down
Thinking back to those days and my childhood ways when lonesome could not be found
In that black box abandoned, lay my songs of days gone by
How I yearn oh my Lord to strum those golden chords and chase that castle in the sky

That black box is like a treasure, buried ?neath a shroud of dust
Stowing songs once gone forever like cowboys long after dusk
Precious words some torn some faded, all those years that they were locked
Mama told me son let your freedom run, but remember that black box

Mama died last summer, daddy followed soon in early fall
Now how I pray that they?ll come back one day, their memory is my beckon call
So trusting fate I poured my best whisky, downed two shots and popped that lock
And there underneath rest this pure melody still burning but never lost

That black box is like a treasure, buried ?neath a shroud of dust
Stowing songs once gone forever like cowboys long after dusk
Precious words some torn some faded, all those years that they were locked
Mama told me son let your freedom run, but remember that black box

That black box stands strong for 9/11, and those our hearts now hold
Preserving peace and hope inside that eternal emblem, like angels who guard our souls
And our great faith in glory hallelujah that dark day was never lost
So do like I?ve done let your freedom run, but remember that black box

Set free those white doves reach to the sky above
And go recover that black box

Lyrics Ken Buchanan - ASCAP#1664867 Music Ken Buchanan - ASCAP#1664867
Producer Jeff Severson Productions Publisher That Black Box, LLC - ASCAP#0090206
Performance Billy Weisband

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