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I am the light of the crescent moon, just beginning to glow.
I am not perfect and I won’t be soon, but I am learning to grow.
I am the shore at the rising tide, the ebb and flow of the sea.
I am trying to make up my mind just how it’s going to be.
I’ll find the answers in my own time. I’ll find the questions, the signals, the signs.
I’ll find the hazards and I’ll find the pain, I’ll find the rulebook for playing the game.
I am the light of the crescent moon, and I follow the sun.
I am not perfect and I won’t be soon, but I am learning to run.
I am the shoot of a hidden seed, pushing up through the earth.
I am searching for the things I need to make me strong in rebirth.
I don’t need you telling me what I already know.
Give me space to find my way, give me room to grow.
I’ll find the answers in my own time. I’ll find the questions, the signals, the signs.
I’ll find the hazards and I’ll find the pain, I’ll find the rulebook for playing the game.
I’ll find the answers in my own time. I’ll find the questions, the signals, the signs.
I’ll find the hazards and I’ll find the pain, I’ll find the rulebook for playing the game.
I’ll find the stumbles, and one of these days I’ll find my wings and I’ll fly away.
Time and time again, my child, I hear you say
Time and time again we look the other way.
Look at all the hungry people, look at all the war.
Look at how we close our eyes, don’t have to look no more.
Time and time again, my child, I hear these lies.
Time and time again, yeah, we close our eyes.
Time and time again, yeah, they’re tellin’ lies.
Time and time again, my child, we close our eyes.
Look at how the towers crumble, look at this disease.
Look how well we sleep at night, we’ve found our enemies.
“I can’t deny I did it, but someone told me to.
I can’t deny I hid it, what would you have me do?”
Time and time again, my child, I hear the same
Lies and lies again and killing in your name.
You came upon your travels quite by accident and maybe
When your world came unraveled you were shocked at what you saw.
All the people and places, all the paths along your journey,
They were nothing in the face of that big miracle you sought.
And you can always go back home, but it’ll never be the same again.
You can say those magic words, but they’re only words in the end.
It’s your heart and your brain and your courage that have changed,
And the magic’s only pretend.
Every place you go there will be danger and adventure
And everybody knows their way around except for you.
When you think that you have made it, they’ll send you back into battle,
But you mustn’t be afraid, just do the job you have to do.
And you can always go back home, but it’ll never be the same again.
You can say those magic words, but they’re only words in the end.
It’s your heart and your brain and your courage that have changed,
And the magic’s only pretend.
On your way, learning comes in the times that you never planned on stopping:
For a song, for a friend, for a sleep in a field of pretty poppies.
Pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain,
There’s an obvious attraction, but it isn’t meant to be.
If she makes the magic happen, it is only to impress you,
And to keep you far away from what reality might be.
And you can always go back home, but it’ll never be the same again.
You can say those magic words, but they’re only words in the end.
It’s your heart and your brain and your courage that have changed,
And the magic comes from within.
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Allie’s London Song - November, 2000
One o’clock in the morning I gotta get a message to you,
Gotta find a way to touch you across this sea of blue and
Cleopatra’s here beside me, keeping your place warm until you
Find a way to get back to me across this sea of blue and
I know, I know it’s gonna be all right.
Looking up at the stars reminds me how you put your arms around me.
Never thought we’d fall in love and now I’m so glad you found me.
One o’clock in the morning I make a song that fills the sky and
Calling out to the northern star that’s looking down on you and I and
I know, I know it’s gonna be all right.
Sometimes it seems like we are swimming against the river
And we wonder how we’ll make it through,
But don’t you worry my love, this heart has seen forever,
And I only want to spend it with you.
One o’clock in the morning I gotta get to you,
Gotta find a way, far across the sea.
You were here, now you’re gone, and I’m calling to you in the stars,
“Are you there?” and “You can find me here.”
I’ll be here, I’ll be here waiting for you.
I know, I know it’s gonna be all right.
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Mountain View - February, 2001
All this life I been walkin’ place to place and mile to mile.
I seen my share of heartache, but thought I’d stop and rest here for awhile.
All my life, been climbing mountains and climbing down the other side.
I seen my share of stumbles, and I’ve cried,
But you are the home I been searchin’ for all my days.
You fill my soul with love and laughter always.
Been a long time I been walkin’ underneath this mountain sky.
I seen my share of deserts, but thought I’d, thought I’d give it one more try,
‘Cause you are the home I been searchin’ for all my days.
You fill my soul with love and laughter always.
You are my home all my days. You’ll fill my soul always.
* * *
Looking Back in Time - February, 2007
In those days when I was still a child but thought I was no more,
There was blindness in the water, there was nothing at the core.
At the moment I awakened from a ten-year sleeping pill,
Saw you standing there beside me, thought you’d be there still.
But I’ve been there in the dark of night and I know that it ends eventually.
And if you care then you’re the spark of light that makes it pass more quickly.
Well I thought that you were wise, that you could read me like a book.
Saw a mirror in your eyes, and that was all it took.
Now you think I’ve changed but I’ve only changed my mind,
And it’s all the same when you’re looking back in time.
Now the silence comes betweens us like the forming of a scar,
And we drift away not knowing that we don’t know who we are.
But I’ve been there in the dark of night and I know that it ends eventually.
And if you care then you’re the spark of light that makes it pass more quickly.
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My Right Breast - March, 2004
I met a girl with a guitar who said she would go far
without her right breast.
When she was playing with a smile, it would twiddle with the dials
and make a right mess.
Remember at the Superbowl, Janet’s nipple stole the show like a vandal,
And Justin Timberlake swore that it was a mistake? What a scandal!
You know the Amazons, they didn’t need ‘em,
Didn’t have babies or just didn’t feed ‘em,
Burned ‘em off just to help the arrows fly!
My right breast! You’ll never get another.
My right breast! Go and ask your mother.
My right breast! If you lose her you will miss her.
My right breast! Go and ask your sister.
I met a woman in a school who always kept her cool ‘cept for
her right breast.
When it decided to go, well she had to take it slow, but she
could fight this.
And if you wanna find out what chemotherapy’s about you can ask her.
What she went through was hell, she will happily tell you it’s a bastard.
She says that milk and cheese and ice cream can cause it,
HRT can leave a deadly deposit,
Find out now before you have to say goodbye!
My right breast! Don’t wanna lose it.
My right breast! Misuse or abuse it.
My right breast! You better believe it.
My right breast! Love it or leave it.
My right breast! Go and get a mammogram.
My right breast! Always do your self-exam.
My right breast! Everybody’s having fun.
My right breast! Don’t forget the other one!
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Almighty River - February, 2004
If ever I was loved, almighty river,
If ever my heart yearned for another then I’ve lived.
For every word I speak, almighty river,
Every whisper heard by another then I’ve lived.
Finding out whether or not you’ve got enough with what you’ve got and
Taking time to take it slow and watch the river flow, let it flow.
If ever I was lost, almighty river,
If ever I was lost in another then I’ve lived.
For every breath I take, almighty river,
Every breath I’ve shared with another then I’ve lived.
Looking back into the time when what was yours was not quite mine and
Fighting back the undertow and watch the river flow, let it flow.
If I could let it flow, if I could let you go.
If ever I was weak, almighty river,
If ever I was drawn to another then I’ve lived.
For every night I sleep, almighty river,
Every night I’ve dreamed of another then I’ve lived.
Looking back into the time when what was yours was not quite mine and
Fighting back the undertow and watch the river flow, let it flow.
If I could let it flow, if I could let you go.
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Far to Fall - March, 2007
If this is my home, why do I feel so foreign?
If this is my love, why do I feel so tired?
Holding you now seems like a fairy story I’d never dare to write.
Seems like I’ve found something I can make believe is true, what about you?
Here on the ground, looking up is all that I can do, what about you?
If this is my dream, why do I feel so sleepless?
If this is my heart, why does it feel so small?
Come closer to me where I can sense your weakness,
There is so far to fall.
Seems like I’ve found somewhere I can go to think it through, what about you?
Nothing is sound, that’s the only thing I guess is true, what about you?
Oh, look inside and find the answers, they’re all around.
Oh, take a breath and take your chances and fall down.
If this is my home, why do I feel so foreign?
If this is my love, why do I feel so tired?
* * *
Come November - November, 2007
When we met last November, the air was growing chill.
We took a walk around the Richmond, I remember well
How we looked at all the stars, how you kissed me by my car,
And touching you I felt electric sparks.
No one in the world has ever loved me like you, girl,
And it feels new again this November.
There were times we were uncertain about this fragile love.
The mysteries of hearts’ confusions are very foggy stuff.
But you didn’t let me go, you listened and you held me close,
And here with you today I know
That no one in the world has ever loved me like you, girl,
And stronger every day, come November.
Finding you by accident, found the path my life was meant to take.
Now and then I get to thinking of how it’s gonna be,
But I know it doesn’t matter as long as you’re with me.
When we’re old we’ll cry and laugh looking back through photographs,
And we’ll say we saved the best for last,
‘Cause no one in the world could ever love me like you, girl,
I’ll tell you every year come November.
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If Not for Love - March, 2006
If not for love, then why? If not for love, then why?
If not for love, then why? Oh, why, why do anything?
She was fourteen when her mother chose to leave her kids and marry God.
She had a lot of growing up to do, don’t we all?
She lived through things no child should ever see.
A part of her had turned to stone.
She got married only eighteen to raise a family of her own.
If not for love, then why? If not for love then why?
If not for love, then why? Oh, why, why do anything?
Her husband was a hippie in a band when the girls were small.
He was a kind and gentle, loving man, but she heard a different call.
At last she knew that what she really wanted was another woman to hold.
It was a long and painful journey to bring her heart out of the cold.
Now she’s older, her daughters gone across the country, across the sea.
And with the one she’s loved for twenty years
She lives the life she’s always dreamed. If not for love, then why?
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Back Again Tomorrow - March, 2007
I had on a pair of shoes that let me jump so high.
Every jump got bigger ‘til I just began to fly.
Up above the atmosphere I drifted into space,
Swam around the stars and let them brush against my face.
Everybody down below could not believe their eyes,
Seeing me cavorting with the jewels of the skies and I said,
“Hey, I’m on my way, and I’ll be back again tomorrow, if you let me go today.”
Then a cloud of stars appeared, a swirling, shifting light.
It was a place of rest where I could shelter for the night.
The room inside was strangely dim, lit by candle flame,
And on the table, neatly wrapped, a gift that bore my name.
When I opened up the box I had to stop and stare:
Another pair of shoes just like the ones that got me there and I said,
“Hey, I’m on my way, and I’ll be back again tomorrow if you let me go today.”
All around me suddenly, my friends were singing songs.
(I forgot to mention, but they’d been there all along.)
Every box was open and the shoes were on their feet,
And as we jumped and flew we sang of life so very sweet and we sang,
“Hey, we’re on our way and we’ll be back again tomorrow if you let us go today.”
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