I don’t know what you’ll say,
but I’m gonna tell you anyway
I don’t know what you’ll do,
that’s okay cuz I will still love you
I don’t know how you feel,
all I know is my love is real
I don’t know what’s at stake,
all I know is I got what it takes
I don’t know, but I sure care,
every morning I say a prayer
Surrender yourself my sweet, sweet boy
And I’ll give unto you my sweet, sweet joy
Oo yeah surrender...oh yeah surrender oh love
Why don’t you come on, come on, come on come on in
Wherever you’re going, no matter where you’ve been
Come on over, come on out
Let’s find out what this is all about
Come on over, come on in
Jump in the water, let's go for a swim
Come on over, come on out
Love’s a feeling we can’t live without
Come on over, come on in
Dive in my heart, climb under my skin
Surrender yourself my sweet, sweet boy
And I’ll give unto you my sweet, sweet joy
Oo yeah surrender...oh yeah surrender oh love
You are welcome, welcome, welcome to this land
Don’t be shy, come and take my hand
Welcome, welcome, welcome to my heart
When we’re together I don’t ever wanna part
Welcome, welcome, welcome to my soul
Just let go, why don’t we lose control
Welcome, welcome, welcome to my love
Let it wrap around, envelop like a glove
Welcome, welcome, welcome to my world
I’ll open my shell, you can have my pearl
Surrender yourself my sweet, sweet boy
And I’ll give unto you my sweet, sweet joy
Oo yeah surrender...oh yeah surrender oh love
...
© May 1997, Boulder, CO
Memoirs in a Song...
The name holds a sense of ancient wisdom, which I hope begins to seep thru my songs: What are the stories the earth tells, that are written on our ancestral bones? What is the deeper pool of knowledge that we can drink from as we birth ourselves into creative evolutionary beings? Where are our roots? What is the journey we have taken, personally and collectively?...
And so begins the story, woven in song, as fallen through the lyrics of my music...
More lyrics will be coming soon (I've written well over 100 songs!)... In the meantime, I hope you enjoy!
[Please note that you will want to read from bottom to top (in reverse). The "archive by date" list on the lefthand side will help your journey - which begins in March of 1996, when the first song flew out of my lips... You can also search by THEMES: the songs which I like a lot or are in current performance rotation are in the theme of *favorites*]
Tuesday, May 27, 1997
Surrender
It was bound to happen eventually - a lovesong...
Sunday, May 11, 1997
Revolution
Following in what seemed to be the theme of the year - upbeat and funky and inspirational... Though I never really performed any of these pieces, they were good medicine for my soul...
For awhile I thought these little ditties would be perfect mixed with some good house or techno music. From 1992-1996ish I was deep in the rave scene - all night shamanic techno dance. It only seemed natural. That was the venue where the dance poured through me, and I attribute it also to helping free the energy that eventually unleashed my voice. Little did I know, the hippi world was about to absorb me into its more earthy vibe...
For awhile I thought these little ditties would be perfect mixed with some good house or techno music. From 1992-1996ish I was deep in the rave scene - all night shamanic techno dance. It only seemed natural. That was the venue where the dance poured through me, and I attribute it also to helping free the energy that eventually unleashed my voice. Little did I know, the hippi world was about to absorb me into its more earthy vibe...
Revolution!
Talkin’ bout a revolution
I ain’t talkin’ bout no guns
I ain’t talkin’ bout no fightin’
I ain’t talkin’ bout no war
(Had enough of brothers dyin’
Had enough of sisters cryin’)
Talkin’ bout a revolution
Talkin’ bout an evolution of the mind
Ain’t no use talkin’ bout it sister
What ya doin’? What ya thinkin’?
Ain’t no use talkin’ bout it brother
Whatcha givin’? Whatcha takin’?
Talkin’ bout, whatcha doin’ talkin’ bout. . .
...
© May 1997, Boulder, CO
Thursday, May 1, 1997
Mother Earth
My love for the mother runs deep and long. I feel for all the ways we unconsciously abuse her in the name of 'progress' and capitalism... I love her sweet bounty, her tender rains, her epic beauty...
Oh mother, Mother Earth
My world, my home
Upon your body we do roam
Oh mother, Mother Earth...
My body, my soul
My joy, my pain
You make it rain
Oh mother...
I’m your daughter and your friend
I don’t want to see you end
Oh mother, Mother Earth
Won’t you show us where you’ve been hurt
Oh mother, Mother Earth
...
© Spring 1997, Boulder, CO
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