Memoirs in a Song...

Stories, Stones and Bones is a name given to me in a dream some 10+ years ago. I used the title for my first book of lyrics when I sent it to be copywritten... This blog is a compendium of my book of lyrics, from 1996 to present.

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*]

Wednesday, July 26, 2000

Perpetual Precipice

Ahh, the sweet longing (and frustration, and confusion, and impatience...) of youth...

...

Verse 1:
Waiting on this precipice
Waiting till I know
Where blow the winds of time
Whiche’re way shall I go

One moment finds a current
The next I am left dangling
Clinging to a thread of doubt
Tangling and untangling

Chorus: Waiting on this perpetual precipice
Waiting on this perpetual precipice
Waiting. . . Waiting. . . Waiting!

Verse 2:
Waiting on this precipice
Who, where am I?
Am I falling through the ocean
Or drowning in the sky?

I know that the answer lies
Hidden inside me
Only love will guide me there
Only truth will set me free
(Chorus)

Verse 3:
Waiting on this precipice
Dancing with my fears
So hard to hold on
So hard to hold back the tears

Calling out to nothing
Calling out to everything
Can you hear my heartbeat
Can you hear me sing?
(La lai lai lai lai. . . )

Waiting. . . Waiting. . . Waiting

A voice out of nowhere says release just let go
A voice out of somewhere says follow the flow
A voice out of everywhere says you already know

And on this precipice
No longer will I stand
Taking hold of nothing
I fall into God’s hands. . .

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