1492
If I had to guess what it was/ That was going through the mind of Christopher Columbus/ The seven seas and Antoinette/ As her glory filled the ballroom/ The waves she cast upon the peasants kings and all who/ Beheld her there, he stood and stared/ And killed her with kindness, kindness/ And I know he could not have been prepared for/ The distance he would travel for his love/ He would have you think/ His claim was for Spain/ But all the while he knew that/ He knew it was all for her
Monuments
I swear, that you have the best luck/ South of the Brooklyn Bridge/ And the monuments can’t argue with that/ Although the southern sky/ And the moon may try/ To divert, distract and compromise/ You know you have my attention, Dear// Disguised and perceived as irrelevant/ You dismiss the tunnels light/ And say “the river above, my Love,/ Was built to go beneath” and I agree/ But with all the bridges burnt/ And the tides that turned/ To the shifting sand, a work that God began/ They’ve come to orchestrate/ You coming here to me/ Beneath the river// There’s no other time but now/ No other place but here/ It’s just the two of us/ The two of us/ And it’s so clear
I’m Not Right
I’m not right, I hate to say it/ But I feel the time has finally come/ I feel the tides are finally turning/ You bring the sun, the rain/ Your eyes have changed/ Our hearts remain untouched/ By plagues to come// I’m not right/ Alone or without you// I can’t lie, I think I love you/ And the more you try to move/ The firmer my grip becomes/ With every inch we’re sure to take a mile/ And with every mile walked a story swapped/ And in every star that drops/ The blessings are disguised// I’m not right/ Alone or without you// I know that summer will be gone some day/And the chill you’ll bring/ Will just be a season thing// So long, sunshine/ You’ve had your chance/ To speak your peace/ To speak your mind/ You passed it by/ So long, sunshine/ She’s mine, you’re gone/ Your chance had come/ Your chance had come/ Just as sure as it’s gone
Fight What
Easy as it came I don’t think that I knew it/ Knew it’d all come crashing down on me/ This is my fear, this is my cover/ I fear of falling and then doing it wrong// Science claims that if you don’t see a pattern/ Then it’s probably faith and it’ll do you wrong/ But what the scientists are soon to discover/ Is elements ignite when exposed to love// This is our right, this is our calling/ This is our chance to fight what we’ve become/ And simplify our lives, releasing all our sorrow/Now’s our chance to fight, to fly// I can’t explain why when it comes to freedom/ The freedom to choose would have me coming undone/ And being done will leave us no room for fighting/ Because it implies the battles just been won
Trust Me On This One
With an outstretched arm/ I’d like to think/ That you mean for me to stay with you/ But it’s hard to believe/ That with a cloud you lead your people/ Your people and me// I think you might/ Just have to trust me on this one/ I think you might
Sing, All You People
It breaks my heart to see you alone/ When you were once the steeple/ To which the people would run/ It must be hard standing alone/ And for him to look on at your/ Self-inflicted heart break/ Because you sold yourself short// Sing, All You People/ Sing// Now you look back/ At when the organ would play/ The people would clap/ And the singers would praise/ The angels in awe/ Of what they’d just heard/ But the dress that you wore, my Love/ Is now covered in dirt// Would you swing low, sweet chariot/ And sweep us away/ For the sake of ourselves/ And for the sake of our children/ And maximize, the time, my life/ Friend and lover, I cannot thank you enough// Now’s the time for black ties, champaign/ Love’s in the air/ Spoons striking glass, a vanity fair/ The organ resumes, the guests are moved// And we sing, and smile tonight/ And you know you’re bursting to life/ From the inside// Would you swing low, sweet chariot/ And sweep me away/ For the sake of my soul/ And for the sake of my children/ And bring to mind the weight of my worth/ You’re offering gold/ And I am stuck shoveling dirt
Calamity Jane
Forgive me, Love, for words I have stolen/ From one before whose heart I’d broken/ In the name of calamity, but for her sake/ From where I sit I see you smile/ And your smiles not leaving me/ But the spot I occupy is busy trying to convince me/ That a smile’s not a sign/ Nor a warm invite inside// So long, good night/ It’s been some time/ I must admit I’m so tired/ Of letting down the ones I love/ I am earning back your trust// Forgive me, Love, for swords I have swallowed/ The beds of nails and coals that I have walked on/ You are a whole new light/ My Love, I really tried/ From where I stand I see the sun/ But your snow keeps falling down But I’d rather have your winter/ Than any others’ summer/ Your smile’s alive/ Not a warning sign in sight// I can’t live you down/ No, I can’t live you down/ You have called me out/ And I cannot leave unchanged/ No, not now
My Sister, My Bride (I Am Taking On Your Hell)
She is not in love/ She thinks she’s all alone/ With her blood she sinks a memory/ Down into my bones/ She is not alone, you see there is Brother John/ With a smile he fakes his pleasantries/ He is a man of God/ I really find it odd, how he smiles and sings his songs/ With a congregation gleaming, beaming/ Thinking of how far they’ve come// Now she finds herself alone/ And I am amongst the ones/ That cannot defend her/ No I cannot protect her now/ For I have become detached/ And the love that I claimed I had/ Has placed me on a pew/ And engraved my name upon its plaque/ I am no defender of the weak// It would have crushed your soul/ If you had seen her there/ With her blood she wrote for help/ And Brother John just left her there/ Now it’s Sunday morning/ And it is time for God/ O, and God, did it feel great/ When he thought of all the good he’d done/ I think it’s obvious/ There’s a tragedy/ That he could be so blind,/ Preoccupied with collecting tithe/ He is a wretch like me// Now I find myself alone/ And I am broken down,/ And I can only offer help/ Because I first received a bit myself/ You are not alone,/ It is you that I’m fighting for/ I am taking on your hell/ And your burden I am bearing, speaking/ “Woman why are weeping/ Whom are you seeking?”//Now, she is so in love/ And her scars, they sing a song/ The eyes once filed with tears/ And the wrists that flowed with blood/ Are holding stronger hands,/ And healing broken hearts,/ Speaking the peace she found/ And passing hope along
You Will Never Know
You will never know/ What it is you mean to me/ You will never know/ I will never own up/ To what I think is true/ And that, my dear, is I belong with you/ When I lost my train of thought/ My eye caught you and I was thrown back on/ To what I’d said that started this/ Here we go again// And when I have to move on to someone else/ Once I have to go/ Might I change your mind/ Might my heart be true/ And hands, my dear, used for holding you/ You are my train of thought/ It’s not mine for what I have is ours/ If this wasn’t the message sent,/ Might I try again// If a million words could change your mind/ I’d plot them out and organize/ I’d speak my peace and probably/ Do my woe-is-me routine/ For woe has come, your grace is gone/ Solidarity authors the saddest songs Am I making sense at all// Your love, your love/ Is singing me to sleep/ Your love, your love/ Has brought me to a screeching hault// I hope not
Be Careful What You Wish For
I gave you my heart, you know/ You gave me your hand/ And I had to let it go/ But the truth be told/ I hold on to notes you wrote/ And all of your anecdotes/ You are my wishing well/ You are my hope/ And my dream is to be with you/ It must be hard to tell/ From where I stand/ But know that I’m standing// You should be careful what you wish for// You have the upper hand/ And given your power,/ I have to live without/ And learning to deal with less/ Is more than I can take// You should be careful what you wish for/ You might get more than what you bargain for/ You should be careful what you wish for/ Because you could get more, you could get more
Never Be Alone Again (Has The Lord’s Arm Been Shortened?)
We are moving things along/ At a rate which would terrify most anyone/ I feel I’m barely hanging on/ Despite the fall,/ This has been more beautiful than anything thus far// Given the circumstance involved,/ You are a wrecking ball,/ And I the point you’re proving/ You can keep on pushing off/ And guard your heart,/ Forgetting that you are not alone/ This is our common ground/ This is your common ground, O Love/ You will never be alone again// Because of these consequences/ And getting no second chances,/ You have the upper hand/ And you will never be alone again//Rain clouds are pushed aside and/ Sun light has broken through the night sky/ We burst to life, my sunshine/ You will never be alone
+/ Mercy Triumphs Over Judgment Every Time.
Lovely, seems you don’t know what you’re worth/ I’m sorry I haven’t told you sooner/ My love, it seems you’re changing me/ And I just let you down// Heaven and Hell/ Are waging up a war for both of our souls/ We’re no good apart/ And everyone knows it// Don’t ever apologize for having a broken heart/ We will restore this love and what trust you’ve lost// Heaven and Hell/ Are raging in a war for both of our souls/ We’re no good apart/ And everyone knows it
