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Park Borchert
Sings the wistfully beautiful love song
"Suicide Song" a waltz
words and music Park Borchert © 2007 |
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The "Suicide Song" is not about suicide. It is about love. More specifically, it is about the first second of consciousness when you wake up and someone has broken your heart. But you forgot about it while you were asleep and then when you wake and then after the immediate recognition that your heart is devastated, you realize you would rather be asleep or just not exist at all. Although, technically, it is a waltz. I remember when I wrote this song, a well meaning friend pulled me aside and said, "If you ever need to talk, I'm here for you, but honestly, suicide is never the answer." It was flattering, I guess, that the song was either that believable or impactful. Perhaps, I just seemed that unhinged. Well, unhinged or not, this is one of my favorite songs. In my mind it is played by a string quartet.
Suicide Song, a Waltz
words and music by Park Borchert
Like wine, time has turned me to brandy
Time just trying to erase your smile
Sitting by the fire and wondering will we meet again
My friends say I'm crazy for still loving you after all this time
And it looks like a good time to die when I'm alone without you
And it feels like the best time to cry when I'm alone without you
I could say goodbye to my friends, throw 'em a party
Or send them invitations to my departure
Why do I let your love drive me this way
We were young, so young, I've grown so old inside
And it looks like a good time to die when I'm alone without you
And it feels like the best time to cry when I'm alone without you
I could plan it out and wait a while
Real quiet like, so no one would miss me
So no one would ever notice, notice that I was gone
Would you? Would you notice I was gone?
I'd miss my Christmas visit
Would you notice I was gone?
Would you notice I was gone?
Would you notice I was gone?
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Sweet & Sour Park |
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Sweet & Sour Park is a hillarious look at interracial marriage. The chronicle of the assimilation of a midwestern guitar player with his Chinese in-laws and the brilliantly funny adventures that ensue. Take a look at some of the scenes from the play on-line |
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Park Borchert with a shave and a haircut |
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Fung Yee-Borchert |
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Fung Yee and Park Borchert 
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Fung Yee-Borchert |
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