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FC: TO PETER WITH LOVE

2: Liner Notes for “The Second Album” “The Second Album” has been in the works for three years. It contains a blending of compositions that relate to the core of our human condition, namely, the special bonds that we form in our lifetimes, the world of the innocents, the role of hope, the amazing feeling of love in our lives, and a light-hearted attitude so necessary for all of us. The lyrical poems that accompany each piece are actually lyrics written for each of the songs. Hopefully, you, the listener will read the lyrics and allow them to take you to an inner place where they can have their deeper intended meaning. I hope you will enjoy the sounds! Peter www.peterpardine.com Peter Pardine (composer, lyricist): Peter is a retired college professor living in Chicago. He wrote the score and lyrics for the off-Broadway musical, “How Fair” (Tuthill productions, 1960), and he composed and arranged songs for his “First Album: Compositions for Piano and Other Musical Voices (released in 2007). Due for release in the Fall, 2010, is his third album, “The Christmas Album: Compositions for the Holiday Season.” Marilyn Pardine (lyricist): Peter’s sister, Marilyn, retired from office practice, is a physician for Pennsylvania school districts. She has presented art and photographic shows to benefit the Hawley Regional Performing Arts Council and the Guardians of Mercy Animal League, a no-kill shelter that she founded in 1998. Marilyn has published three books of poetry, Musings of a Country Doctor, Volumes I and II, Musings of a Country Doctor Married to a Country Lawyer, and a book of love letters, poems and short stories, Once Upon a Time There Lived a Prince and she has completed her first novel, Her Journal. Performance notes: all compositions were arranged and performed by Peter Pardine on a Yamaha Clavinova CVP 309.

5: Track 1: TRAVELING ALONG (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) | Judging by my life, it's never too late to follow your dreams. At the age of 65, I re-experienced the passionate desire to compose music. Over fifty years ago my musical, "How Fair" was produced off-Broadway. At that time, my parents urged me to put the music "on hold" and to complete my education. Reluctantly, I took their advice and it's really a good thing that I did; my training in psychology afforded me a long and rewarding college teaching career. In retirement, however, the "hold" has been lifted, and, as if it was planned all along, I have been given the chance to pursue my dreams as an independent artist. These dreams have been realized in the release of my "First Album: Compositions for Piano and Other Musical Voices" (2007), as well as the release of my "Second Album: Compositions for Piano with Lyrical Poems" (2010) and "The Christmas Album: Compositions for the Holiday Season" (2010). Whether it was fate, serendipity, or some other random process that led me back to composing music, I am not sure. What I am sure of, however, is that we live in a time of rapid change and turmoil. Current technology often disconnects us from one another and, emotionally, we tend to shut ourselves off from each other. We are living in a time when we are shutting down our own hearts. I believe we need "something" that brings us back to center, where we can enjoy our lives in a harmonious state. Music can offer a path to this end and the music that I create, hopefully, can help to open our hearts and help us to find peace in our busy lives. I am Peter Angelo Pardine, a retired college professor living in Chicago. One would not describe me as a trained musician. I studied piano for a mere six months when I was 12 years old, and, a few lessons in violin, flute, trumpet, and baritone rounded out my personal history in the study of music. Friends refer to me as having 'natural talent;' a dear friend calls me a 'savant' (she clarified the term by implying "an unlearned, untrained brilliance in a subject"...I like that!) What I have, I have no idea.....but I do know that there is an enduring process of some kind that permits the creation of music from the heart. I say enduring because there was a period of 45+ years that I did not play the piano. Oh, I enjoyed listening to music. I was in awe of the compositions by Hamlisch, Legrand, Webber, Elmer and Leonard Bernstein, and Sondheim, as well as the moving arrangements of Peter Matz. Yet, I really had no desire to play or compose music. The passion to create music, however, was rekindled in 2004 when my partner, Rudy, and I visited our 'extended family' in Maryland. They had just purchased a baby grand; I sat at the piano and 45 years became a moment in time...songs from "How Fair" came back to me as if I had just written them. The heartfelt joy of playing my music overwhelmed me, as it did Rudy. For my birthday in December of 2004, Rudy surprised me with a Yamaha baby grand...and that was all it took. Since then I have amassed a large catalogue of compositions. My compositions can be described as easy-listening and inspirational music. I believe that I compose melodies which, in some way, make the listener think and feel; hopefully, the music coaxes listeners to introspect about their own lives and experiences, and it reconnects them with feelings that too often are unexpressed.

6: Track 1: TRAVELING ALONG (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Traveling on into tomorrow. I don’t know what lies ahead, or just which roads I may tread. Traveling along through joys and sorrow, I’ll greet dawn on the hill, and hear the sparrow’s trill. I’ll be rolling along, no one place to belong, and then, I may be wrong, But I am free. I’ve stopped at many different places on down through the years. And met so many different faces, smiles and tears. The names that memory erases, just one blurry smear. No worries to bind me; that’s all behind me.

7: Traveling on into tomorrow. I’ll take one day at a time. There may be mountains to climb. Traveling along, I’ll lend or borrow, taking the good and bad, a feelinghappy-sad. I’ll be traveling along while the sun’s shining strong, hear the meadow lark’s song, And I’m still free. I’ve walked through rolling bright green meadows and some large fields of gold. I’ve seen dilapidated ghettos; neglect untold. The back-road life of grief and sorrow then painfully unfolds an image inside me, truth there to guide me. | Traveling on into tomorrow. Life should be better, I say; better than life here today. Traveling on when spirits feel low. I’ll share somebody’s load on this old bumpy road. I’ll be traveling on route. And, without any doubt. I’ll help turn things about, ‘cuz I am free!

8: Track 2: RAINBOW BRIDGE (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine and Peter Pardine)

9: I hear there is a place this side of heaven where trees are green and flowers always bloom... where butterflies are free and kiss each blossom, and birds sing happy tunes. And, in that place there are no bars or fences. All creatures can be free to play and roam. There is no fear, just fields and rolling meadows. This peaceful place called home. High, above the rainbow, beyond that pot of pure gold, you’ll find a place we dream of it’s a place we can behold. There, this side of heaven, are friends that we have adored. It’s there, they play together with their healthy lives restored. No matter if you have plenty. No matter if you are poor. All cherished friends will be welcomed. Yet, to foresee it, we must first believe it. | When I’m sad and weary, my heart is burdened with care. I think beyond the rainbow, knowing someone’s waiting there. I know we’ll be reunited. I, too, will reach rainbow bridge. Seeing that face, I’m delighted. Our lives restarted never to be parted. If your heart is broken you’ve lost your very best friend. Believe that they are waiting for you there at rainbow’s end.

10: Let it be my time. Let it be my time. I’ll make it my time. I’ll make it my time. I stepped aside so that the stars would shine on you. I tried to guide you in the dark and see you through. And when you slipped and cried, I tried to comfort you. Yes, it was your time. My time was your time. And now you’re flying and your wings are fully grown. You’ll keep on trying till you make it on your own. The tears I’m crying while I stand here alone. I’ll make it my time. Now, it is my time. Let it be my time. And I will spread my wings and fly. Let it be my time, while there are stars still in the sky. Let it be my time. Somehow I know that I must try. Let it be my time. Just one last chance before I die. I grasp and cling to cherished pictures in my mind. The joys you’d bring have etched the mem’ries left behind. Lost dreams of Spring in songs that Autumn will rewind. Mem’ries of your time. Mem’ries of past time. | Track 3: LET IT BE MY TIME (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine and Peter Pardine

11: And nw a new day that will be my very own I'll try a different way and walk it alone Remembering all the happy days that I have known I'll make it my time I;ll make it my time Let this be my time, while I can reach the stars nearby. Let it be my time, give me a chance to touch the sky. Let it be my time, while I still see the sparrows fly. Let it be my time. I hear the wind of Autumn sigh. Let this be my time, while there are stars still in the sky. Let it be my time, while I can spread my wings and fly. Let it be my time. And, I will know to say goodbye to thoughts that frighten me. Let hope enlighten me. This will be my time. And I will try again once more. This will be my time. I will be stronger than before. Let it be my time. And, I will go it on my own again.

12: Track 4: ANOTHER DAY (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Another day, and I am all alone. Another day, no one to call my own. I close my eyes and dream, and what I see, is someone dear, waiting just for me. He’ll say to me that he’s been lonely too, and searched the world to find a love that’s true. No matter just how far that he would roam, A special love was close to home. And on that day, it’s all so very clear to me like morning sun that greets a brand new day. Yes, love will come to me if I wait patiently. Enduring love, I know, will come to stay. | So, on that day, love won’t be fantasy. My dream will be a new reality. Another day becomes a special day. And, tears of joy will come my way. Another day, I won’t be all alone. I’ll have a love that I can call my own. It won’t be just another day for me. It brings a love for an eternity. .and so I’ll wait Another day. Another day. Another day.

14: Track 5: LOVE SONG (Lyrics by Peter Pardine) Here I am, wondering in the moment. Here I am, sitting next to you. Here I am, wondering ‘bout tomorrow. Will you still be there? Someone who will care. Love song, sing me a love song. And in that love song, you’ll tell me fairytales come true. And the sound should be soft and uplifting; make the words ring true. Take my mind to a place where it’s drifting, drifting there with you. And in space all the planets are shifting, shifting orbits too. Can you sing me a Love song? Love song. Here I go, talking up a blue streak. Here I go, talkin’ ‘bout romance. Here I go, planning on tomorrow. How could I forget? We have only met.

15: Love song, sing me a love song. Please make it last long and let the melody play on. Is it true that it’s too soon for saying what I feel for you? Is it true that a new tune is playing just for me and you? This is once in a blue moon, I’m praying, when people’s dreams come true. Can you sing me love song? Love song. Love song, sing me a love song. Can it be so wrong to say I’m feeling love for you? All I know is my heart’s what you’re stealing when I look at you. All I know is my head keeps on reeling haven’t got a clue. And I know that the bells will be pealing love songs for us too. All I hear is a love songlove song. Here I am, wondering in the moment. Here I am, sitting next to you. Here I am, wondering ‘bout tomorrow. Will you still be there? Someone who will care for me.

16: Track 6: TIME (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Sun and moon decide calendar arrangements; people must abide. Winter, spring, and fall, seasons pass so swiftly hardly there at all. Years then come and go, and they cast a change on friends we used to know. Photos put aside, mem’ries deep inside us; tears we cannot hide. Time means much more than seasons. Time does not offer reasons why our whole life depends on time. Time’s there to ease our sorrow. Time helps us face tomorrow. Nothing consoles as much as time. Time gently lifts our sadness. Time brings us joy and gladness. Time gives us something we can cling to. Time has a way of healing. Time can mend broken feelings. Yes, we have all been blessed with time.

17: Ticking mantle clocks lock our days in measured sixty-minute blocks. Hours can move so fast. Hours can move so slowly. “Now” becomes the past. Whether here or there, hourstill an hour, timepiece or Big Ben. Lives then come and go in a twinkling moment ‘fore we ever know. Time means much more than hours. Time has such secret powers. We cannot see it; time is there. Time sets a new beginning. Time starts the minutes spinning. Why don’t we make the most of time? Don’t waste a minute of it. Live every moment in it. Time is a gift for every people. Time seems to hold the answers. Time gives us second chances. Nothing can take the place of time. Time can allow forgiving. Time makes this life worth living. Love one another while there’s time.

18: Track 7: THROUGH A CHILD’S EYES (Lyrics by Peter Pardine) just to see things, the way a small child looks at the world; A-B-C things (A-B-C things) 1-2-3 things (1-2-3 things). Through a child’s eyes, the world seems so beautiful and new. Through a child’s eyes, the world is a wondrous place, it’s true. No hate or angry feelings; those must still be learned. Just simple truthful drawings where love is discerned. And faith in a belief the sun will always shine makes young lives so divine. Their smiles are still benign. Through a child’s eyes, our outside says nothing of within. Through a child’s eyes, learn nothing from color of the skin. Through a child’s eyes, our friendships are waiting to begin Through a child’s eyes, (through a child’s eyes), through a child’s eyes, (through a child’s eyes).

19: Through a child’s eyes, we ride on a swing and touch the sky. Through a child’s eyes, a small broken toy can bring a sigh. The world is filled with magic, time stands still each day. Just will the day to evening; stars and moon obey. “ The beauty of the world is through our children’s eyes.” And yet we don’t take note. It’s just a lame old quote. Through a child’s eyes, there’s never a war, there’s only play Through a child’s eyes, to learn is to hear what others say. Through a child’s eyes, are lessons that we can take away. Just to look at the world, (just to look at the world), just to look at the world, (just to look at the world), let me look at the world through the eyes of a child.

20: Track 8: WISHING (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Wishing, wishing, wishing that you’d notice me. Hoping, hoping I’d impress you fav’rably. Though we pass each other nearly every single day, quickly looking at you, but you’re turned the other way. Wishing, wishing, wishing, hoping, wishing. Thinking, thinking, thinking just how we could be. Dreaming, dreaming, that you’d say, “hello” to me. I can’t seem to help myself, you’re always on my mind. Thoughts of bumping into youan accident, designed. Thinking, dreaming, thinking, dreaming, thinking.

21: I could make you happy in a mutual romance. Only if you’d turn your head my way. Notice me and give me what amounts to a half chance. Longing, Longing, Longing, Longing, Longing. Planning, planning, planning what I’m going to do. Scheming, scheming, Scheming how I’ll conquer you. I know that I’m just another face there in the crowd. Getting your attention, I will yell, “I love you,” loud! Planning, scheming, hoping, dreaming, wishing, wishing, wishing. wishing.

22: Track 9: IF YOU BELIEVE (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Dream. Take the time to dream.Put all doubtful thoughts behind you. Dream. Mold your secret schemes. Let your deepest hopes shine through. Dream. Open life’s new door. You will find new pathways there not tried before. Dream. If you dare to dream, you will see a brand new world beyond that door. If you believe, nothing’s impossible. If you believe, dreams do come true. Face the unknown with will and courage, putting heart in what you do. And though it takes a brand new vision, a new future comes in view. No matter what you face as challenge, you’ll have strength to see it through. If you believe, if you believe, if you believe.

23: Dream And, you must believe dreamers form and shape tomorrow Dream Take a chance and dream Lessons learned are seeds to sow Dream There are worlds to see, Tread your path, be unafraid of what will be. Dream. Have no fear to dream. Don't think twice , don't hesitate Dreams set us free | if you believe, nothing's impossible if you believe, dreams do come true if you have faith, the will and courage, doesn't matter who you are Follow your dream and search within yourself, your dream will take you far And if you face a dark tomorrow, see the brightness of your star if you believe if you believe if you believe

24: Track 10: WHEN I HEAR THE RAIN (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) | I hear the sound of light rain. It taps in rhythmic refrain. Rain bounces off the sill. And pings the steel grille. I watch the dance of light rain. Its beads course down the glass pane. Coalescing into streams, then vanish, like dreams. The leaves on trees are shaking as the gliding tears drop down. Concentric rings spread outward when rain drops hit the ground. The haunting song of light rain its metronomic-timed chain. I watch its veil descend and leave a spectral blend. My breath on the pane makes a transient steamy curtain. There’s a hazy face; whose, I cannot tell for certain. I write words that fade and recall a special person from so long ago. | The patter of the light rain. Its sounds can be so arcane. It sounds like dancing feet that tap their own beat. I love the sound of light rain, soft drumming music refrain. The tranquil state I feel can help old wounds heal. Old mem’ries are a fog like ghosts with no new dialogue. They speak of distant lifetimes in an old catalogue. Now, fewer drops of light rain hit puddles in the dark lane. It’s time to tuck old dreams away till other days. So, the rain has stopped and the misty fog is lifting. Gentle breezes blow and the dark clouds slowly shifting. Rays of light poke through and bright thoughts begin to drift on through my cluttered mind.

25: When I hear the rain, I then wait until it’s over. When I hear the rain, I’ll run out to smell the clover. When I hear the rain, I can feel the last few drops that trickle over me. When I hear the rain (when I hear the rain). When I hear the rain (when I hear the rain). When I hear the rain (when I hear the rain). When I hear the rain (when I hear the rain).

27: Track 11: EVEN NOW (A dialogue by Marilyn Pardine) 1st person: As we two sit here just relaxing and enjoy a cup of tea, you reach across the table for my hand. I wonder, in your gentle manner, that I’ve grown to understand, what you now think of me 2nd person: Do you mean, seriously? 1st person: Be kind, but honestly. 2nd person: No threat of penalty? Even now, your cooking makes me delirious. Even now, don’t hit me, I’m not serious. I enjoy the meals that you so lovingly prepare for me each day. Even now, we’ve shared so much together. Even now, regardless of the weather, your sweet gentle touch is reassuring and means more than words can say. Twenty-fourth page of insert We have endured our disagreements; love grew stronger on the way. I’ve come to love your idiosyncrasies. Our love has gained us a broad knowledge without college or degrees. I askdo you agree?” 1st person: Not even a PhD? 2nd person: ...and not an RFD 1st person: How ‘bout a COD? Even now, your thoughtfulness delights me. Even now, your gentle touch excites me. I have come to love all of your habits and your very funny ways. 2nd person: Even now, I’ve grown a little rounder. 1st person: Even now, you look great with an extra pound or two on you. You’ll keep me warm when I am cold, and later on, you’ll be my pillow when I’m old. 2nd person: I love you just the way you are today, and, come what may, then say... 1st and 2nd persons: Even now, (even now), I love you, (I love you), even now. | We have endured our disagreements; love grew stronger on the way. I’ve come to love your idiosyncrasies. Our love has gained us a broad knowledge without college or degrees. I askdo you agree?” 1st person: Not even a PhD? 2nd person: ...and not an RFD 1st person: How ‘bout a COD? Even now, your thoughtfulness delights me. Even now, your gentle touch excites me. I have come to love all of your habits and your very funny ways. 2nd person: Even now, I’ve grown a little rounder. 1st person: Even now, you look great with an extra pound or two on you. You’ll keep me warm when I am cold, and later on, you’ll be my pillow when I’m old. 2nd person: I love you just the way you are today, and, come what may, then say... 1st and 2nd persons: Even now, (even now), I love you, (I love you), even now.

28: Track 12: MY OLD FRIEND (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) My old friend, you’re no longer here with me. My old friend, an emptiness chills me. My old friend, it seems nothing matters anymore, and, my old friend, the loneliness fills me. My old friend, you brought out the sun each day. My old friend, you lit up the night sky. My old friend, now everything seems so dull and gray, and my old friend, life’s color has gone dry. I search the pages of the album tucked inside my mind. Each precious image of your face is very clear. The special happy moments I remember, and I find, they make me feel that you are near.

29: My old friend, you gave me the joy of life. My old friend, I learned so much from you. My old friend, with you there was never any strife. Yes, my old friend, our harmony shined through. I see you peeking ‘round the corner every turn I make. I hear you lightly skipping up and down the stairs. I see you snuggled on your favorite old worn rocking chair. The room is bare. And, you’re not there. My old friend, the ghost of you fills each room. My old friend, I feel you surround me. My old friend, I aimlessly wander in the gloom. But, my old friend, your love never leaves me.

30: Track 13: JUST ONE LOOK (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine) Just one look, that’s all I really needed. Just one look, my eyes were warmly greeted. Just one look, my heart leaped up and took flight that day. Just one look, your trusting eyes controlled me. Just one look, your perfect faceit sold me. I memorized it all the face and each delicate line. I had to have it all. I knew then, you had to be mine. Caught unaware, I had no choice; I loved you from the very start. Gonemy heart. Just one look, there was no hesitation. Just one look was cause for celebration. Just one look filled me with admiration for you. | I never felt this way before. I never really cared. I’d turn away and close the door; no feelings spared. Then you came along, and suddenly, my life began anew. From the moment that you came, I would never be the same. Just one look, I think somehow you knew it. Just one look, you saw me going through it; a major change in me that everyone could clearly see. One simple look at you, completely stunned and conquered me. Love humbled me. And now I share the joys of life with you each day. And I say: Just one look, you know that I adore you. Just one look, you know I can’t ignore you. Just one look, my whole life stands before mewith you, with you, with you.

32: Track 14: JUST SMILE (Lyrics by Marilyn Pardine and Peter Pardine)

33: Just smile, you’ll bring out the sun. Just smile, be very courageous. Just smile, you’ll start having fun. Your smile is simply contagious. Just smile, and others will too. Just smile, we know you can do it. Just smile, create something new. Just smile, there is nothing to it. With problems growing, tempers showing, you’re feeling down. And constant worries form a blurry pile. With pressure’s rising, no surprising every day trial. Turn that old frown upper side down and smile. Just smile, get off from that shelf. Just smile, leave worries behind you. Just smile, don’t stay by yourself. Ju st smile, and new friends will find you. Just smile, and slap on a grin. Just smile, whenever you’re fed up. Just smile, and stick out that chin. Just smile, and hold that old head up. | I hear the sun will shine tomorrow, if we can wait. And gray skies clearing, bring some cheer, you’ll see. And no doubt you will find out that your life can be great. Why would you wait? Let me restate my plea. Just smile, so what if you’re blue. Beguile the clouds that are dreary And while you gotta make-do, you’ll find things start to look cheery. Just smile, the world needs a smile. A smile for all foreign faces. Just smile, create a new style a smile for all human races, a smile for all human races, a smile for all human races. Just smile (just smile). Just smile (just smile). Just smile (just smile).

39: to US | by Ann Lane and Steven Friedman we have shared cascades of laughter and waterfalls of tears thunderbolts of sorrow and paralyzing fears our ventures and adventures our losses and our gains all written in the book of "US" Pardine, Friedmans and the Lanes for memories undimmed by reach of distance or of years with hearts entwined we celebrate these precious souvenirs

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