Thank you for stopping by PianosNSongs.com. I’m “Dan the Piano Man” Eumurian. I’m a Registered Piano Technician in The Piano Technicians Guild. Piano tuning and repair has been my main business since 1981. I’m also a music teacher certified by the Wisconsin Department of Education, and a songwriter-poet-musician-playwright. I’m originally from Sparta, Wisconsin, lived in Viroqua for 11 years, and have lived in La Crosse since 1989.

Please take a look around the website. You’ll find information about my original CDs, my blog, and other information posted periodically. Feel free to contact me at h o p e 4 y o u (at) c e n t u r y t e l . n e t [no spaces].  Thanks and best wishes!

Newly discovered planet that might have advanced life

(To a friend who sent me links regarding a planet that might have artificial structures orbiting around it):

Thank you for making me feel welcome!

I’ve briefly reviewed the links you sent. I believe I heard a bit about the phenomenon on Science Friday. First let me state that I am not a scientist, so most of what’s being talked about is way over my head. That having been said, I’ve been interested in the science of origins since eighth grade, and I led a small study group on the topic around the early 1980s. My views have changed greatly since my childhood. I’ve been a member of the American Scientific Affiliation (www.asa3.org) for years, and was privileged to be able to speak briefly with Dr. Francis Collins (former head of the Human Genome Project, founder of the BioLogos Foundation, and current head of the National Institutes of Health) on NPR a few years ago. Roughly five years ago I led about a nine week Sunday evening series on science and faith at my church, the Community Church of the Nazarene. My main resource was a series on DVD entitled “Religion and Science: Pathways to Truth.” The first session, along with clips of other sessions, can be seen free online at http://www.wesleyministrynetwork.com/ptinfo.html.

I’ll leave it to my scientist friends at the ASA and BioLogos Foundation to offer expert reaction to the apparent orbiting objects. What comes to my mind is the statement by Jesus recorded in John 10:16: “And I have other sheep that are not of this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd.” Some scholars believe this refers to Gentiles, or non-Jews, since Jesus’ initial audience was mostly or entirely Jewish, but speculative ideas were legal last I checked, and maybe God has a “garden” of beings whom he is evolving toward having free will and a relationship with him. (See Random Designer: Created from Chaos to Connect with the Creator, by biologist Richard Colling.) There might be support for this interpretation from Jesus’ parable of the minas (Luke 19:12-27).

From the world of science fiction, I would mention the space trilogy of CS Lewis: Out of the Silent Planet, Perelandra, and That Hideous Strength. A rather whimsical song entitled “UFO” by Larry Norman, said to have been the first Christian rock musician, said, “And if there’s life on other planets, then I’m sure that he must know, and he’s been there once already and has died to save their souls.” More artistically, Canadian New Wave musician Bruce Cockburn wrote, in “Creation Dream,”

Centred on silence
Counting on nothing
I saw you standing on the sea

And everything was
Dark except for
Sparks the wind struck from your hair

Sparks that turned to
Wings around you
Angel voices mixed with seabird cries

Fields of motion
Surging outward
Questions that contain their own replies…

You were dancing
I saw you dancing
Throwing your arms toward the sky

Fingers opening
Like flares
Stars were shooting everywhere

Lines of power
Bursting outward
Along the channels of your song

Mercury waves flashed
Under your feet
Shots of silver in the shell-pink dawn…

From his album “Dancing in the Dragon’s Jaws”


Some scholars have assumed that life in other cultures on earth would be both godless and idyllic. This thought has been soundly debunked by the work and writings of Don Richardson. Don and Carol asked their mission board for the toughest possible assignment. They were sent to the headhunting, cannibalistic Sawi tribe in Irian Jaya Indonesia. Don recounts in his bestselling book Peace Child how the deepest traditions of the tribe pointed to a divine solution to flawed human nature. In another bestseller, Eternity in Their Hearts, Don finds similar “redemptive analogies” in cultures around the world.

It will be fascinating to see what develops from the “Tabby’s Star” research. Thanks for sharing the links! A cartoon decades ago had a businessman saying to a colleague about another colleague, “He doesn’t know anything about the market, but he has a way with words.” That would be about the best I could hope for myself.

Thanks again,


Dan Eumurian
Registered Piano Technician, The Piano Technicians Guild, Inc.
Certified Installer, Piano Life Saver system
dba Eumurian Piano Sales & Service and
Come Thru Music Co., BMI
1634 Barlow St.
La Crosse, WI 54601
h o p e 4 y o u (at) c e n t u r y t e l . n e t


When I sing for elderly people, I can sing a bunch of old popular songs, but what they seem to respond to the most are songs like these:

“What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear.
What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer.
Oh, what peace we often forfeit, oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.”

Ken Medema, sometimes called the “Christian Stevie Wonder,” is an amazing musician who is totally blind. He’s a singer, songwriter, pianist, and former music therapist. I have a songbook of his which includes a piano arrangement of this old song:

“Jesus, lover of my soul, let me to thy bosom fly,
While the nearer waters roll, while the tempest still is high.
Hide me, o my Savior, hide, till the storm of life is past.
Safe into the haven guide; oh, receive my soul at last.”

You can Google other verses to both of these songs if you like.

Making Hay (Farmer Helping Farmer)

Written and composed 1986 by Dan Eumurian, at the suggestion of John Pauley, creator of the T-shirt “The Family Farm: Endangered Species.” That summer, nine southeastern states experienced a severe drought. Reportedly, one farmer looked at his fields and barns full of hay and said, “I don’t need all that hay.” He called down South, rented a semi, and drove. The rest is history.

Making Hay (Farmer Helping Farmer)

It was brother fighting brother, it tore apart our land.
Each one thought the other did not understand.
Six score and five years later, a new war came about:
It was farmer helping farmer; the enemy was drought.

A civil war started today.
An attack against a need was launched across the USA.
The colors didn’t matter–black and white, or blue and gray.
They’re making no distinctions; they’re just making hay.

A regiment of tractors mowed rich alfalfa down.
In the Northern states the sun preserved; in the South it parched the ground.
In humble supplication, the needy farmers prayed.
When relief came from the heavens, it began with bales of hay. (to REFRAIN 1)

The Lord had given bounty, plenty and to spare.
He allowed the need to happen and showed us how to share.
When the trains and planes and trucks invaded, not a shot was fired.
The volunteers provided what brotherhood required.

A civil war started today.
An attack against a need was launched across the USA.
The colors didn’t matter–black and white, or blue and gray.
They’re making no distinctions; they’re just making hay.
It was people helping people; they’re just making hay.

Copyright (c) 1986, Dan Eumurian/Come Thru Music Co., BMI.
On “Farm Country” CD. Contact:    h o p e 4 you (at) c e n t u r y t e l . n e t

Everything He Touches Turns to Love

Everything He Touches Turns to Love
Words and music by Dan Eumurian

He formed us with his mighty hands,
Gentle hands, so many years ago.
He made us to be friends of his,
Governors in his kingdom here below.

There was no shame or anger there, and no reason to be bored,
For new discoveries helped uncover the glory of the Lord.

The work and play and humanness
Made the earth like heaven above,
‘Cause everything he touches turns to love.

But the people soon rejected God,
Following an illusionary gleam.
They lost their close relationships,
And the solitude was a nightmare, not a dream.

He took them from the tree of life so their sin would not live on,
And now we suffer and try to recover a part of what has gone.

But with the pain, the promise came
Of a Liberator strong.
The touch of God can right the deepest wrong.

Then one day at the proper time,
The Promised One, the Savior came to earth.
His life and death and resurrection rescued us
And informed us of our worth.

He is the lifting of the curse, the undoing of the Fall.
In him, forgiveness and life eternal are offered now to all.

So let him cleanse and fill you now;
For his hand you be the glove,
‘Cause everything he touches turns to love.

‘Cause every day he touches, and every life he touches,
And everything he touches turns to love.

Copyright © 1981, Dan Eumurian, dba Come Thru Music Co., BMI, on “Seek Peace” album
1634 Barlow St., La Crosse, WI 54601

Fast Track Railroad

Fast Track Railroad
June 3, 2015

Here are the lyrics to an original song about an important piece of legislation being rammed thru Congress without, IMO, adequate debate. Please read, comment, and share if you like. My email address is below.

Fast Track Railroad

It happens with trade agreements pretty frequently:
Corporations win, workers lose, we’re no longer free.
And now the Trans-Pacific Partnership—the TPP.

We have to compete with China in the Pacific Zone.
Fair trade is great! Free trade can cut us to the bone.
We can work together without betraying our own.

Fast Track Railroad comin’ down the track.
Jobs for Americans never coming back.

This train wreck has been in the works since 2008.
So why hasn’t there been an open debate?
Must be ’cause there’s disaster in this load of freight.

Some want to railroad it thru Congress on the fast track;
Little discussion, no amendments, hidin’ the facts;
Not just economic, but social impact.

Fast Track Railroad comin’ down the track.
Jobs for Americans never coming back.

George W said, “Dictatorship would be fine.”
Obama too seems to be sayin’, “The power is mine.”
We need transparency more than that Wall Street line.

We’re giving away the keys to the house, the deed to the farm.
We’re giving away the keys to the house, the deed to the farm.
We won’t know what hit us till the horses are out of the barn.

Fast Track Railroad comin’ down the track.
Jobs for Americans never coming back. (Repeat)

Words and music by Dan Eumurian
© 2015, Come Thru Music Co., BMI
hope4you (at) centurytel.net
See forthcoming collection “Songs of Our Nation, Songs of Our World,”
by Dan Eumurian


I don’t have to be a nobody,
Just struggling to become,
Spending all my energy
And getting nothing done,

For what I am is beautiful–
To some if not to all,
And if I show it, they will know
The joy to which we’re called.

I don’t have to be a somebody,
Concerned about myself,
All decked out in my achievements,
Sitting proudly on the shelf,

For I am just a servant,
Though I do more than the rest,
And I’m here to serve a master
Who is worthy of the best.

My life does not consist
In either liberty or rules,
For all those things are relative–
They have their place as tools.

But faith is most important,
As it works thru selfless love,
For that is where the power’s found
To make the mountains move.

In righteousness I have a part,
In heaven I’ve a share.
The Spirit is the guarantee
That one day I’ll be there.

Christ Jesus has provided
For my true identity.
His slave of love, I’m nobody,
I’m somebody,
I’m free.

By Dan Eumurian
Comment to Facebook or to: hope4you (at) CenturyTel.net

Farm Country

I was born and raised in the “farm country” of western Wisconsin. In 1978 I was hired as a researcher-interviewer for the Kickapoo Valley Association History Project, and was assigned to write on the history of agriculture in the valley from 1840 to 1940. The family farm crisis was in full swing at the time. I attended a La Crosse Peace and Jobs Coalition workshop, joined the Wisconsin Farm Unity Alliance, and began writing farm songs.

“I Love My Tractor” highlights the hypocrisy of government aid going to corporate megafarms while worthy family farms went out of business.

“Farmbo,” inspired by Story City, Iowa artist Rodney Bohner, compares the family farmer to the prisoner of war abandoned by his country.

“Hot Potato” talks about sharing food resources.

“Junior Mind Your Manners” addresses problems including the flight to the suburbs, while “Yo-Yo” looks at the opposite situation, gentrification, where the rich move back into the inner city, tear down the tenements, and build expensive condos–sometimes with government assistance.

“Making Hay (Farmer Helping Farmer)” honorS the participants in the Great Haylift of 1986.

On a lighter note, “Wisconsin Cheddar Moon” assertS, in Dixieland style, that the moon is made of Wisconsin cheese.

The CD includes a total of 20 songs, performed by over 30 Wisconsin musicians. It’s available for $12 plus $3 shipping and handling from Come Thru Music Co., BMI, 1634 Barlow St., La Crosse, WI 54601.

God Who Created My Cat

God Who Created My Cat
By Dan Eumurian

God who created my cat,
Let me hunger for your Word,
Let me long for your lap.

Let me thirst for your Spirit
As an alley cat laps expectantly at a faucet.

Let me yearn for heaven
As she gazes from chair back, window sill, bedspread, tower and screen door
At the homeland of her freedom.

Let me wear with joy
The license of belonging you purchased for me,
Knowing that my name is written securely
In the holy city hall.

May I squeeze out my sin and let out my impurities
In the litter box of your mercy.

May I squeal and jump away from spiritual danger
And wait, eyes, ears and tail alert
To pounce on spiritual opportunity.

May I grow fat in spirit,
Even as I retain the delight of my kittiness.

May my antics, vitality, and independence bring you joy.

Let me seek more and more and more
Of the loving stroke of your hand.

Let me scare away mice
And attract neighbors and friends.

Let me jump incredible distances and sink my claws
To get close to you.

O God, who saved me from the alley of misery and destructiveness,
Teach me to play richly with my fellow pets
As we race around.

May I be contented at home in your house
Until I tread on your bed,
And curl up behind your knees.

© 2014, Dan Eumurian, dba Come Thru Music Co., BMI
1634 Barlow St., La Crosse, WI 54601
CD info and blog at www.PianosNSongs.com