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Dragon Fruit Punch
(acoustic and electric guitar) Under the sun, under the moon Under the sun, under the moon I'm sitting in the sun but you can't see me It's warm, relaxing, uplifting orange, is my favorite color - today the light bounces off the nearby water I'm drinking dragon fruit punch A garden full of greens and reds my pet turtle and my pet frog remembering the sun is a star the center of our solar system maybe you can't see us here maybe you can't find us even underneath the sun I can hear laughter from the swimming pool Do I dare walk over there wearing a rose lace bikini? I guess you really did make a big splash maybe you can find me we're under the sun, under the moon under the sun, under the moon under the sun, under the moon (whispered) Under the sun, Under the moon (has an electric guitar solo ending now) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Brown Bat Ink (mostly instrumental flute, and electric guitar) It's blue dusk now us bats come out at night over the farm and there's two silos we're flying over It's a small house there is glare from a metal awning My favorite tree has lost it's leaves I'm flying over I'm flying over Too high? Did I lose communication with you? There will be fog in the morning. Did I lose you? (echo) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Pain is often Painful acoustic guitar Not Bit Not Bitter But not my best my brain doesn't understand the doctor says the scar will be small the prognosis is always good I write this because pain is often painful In a room full of people, I go through this alone because pain is often painful Someday I will out this window Not Bit Not Bitter But not my best A little part of me is missing now my brain doesn't understand the doctor said the scar would be small the prognosis is still good an area is still numb Wow! my nose looks bigger now. Because pain is often painful in a room full of people two go through this alone someday we will be out that window Not really bit trying not to be bitter but not our best Something is gone forever my brain still doesn't understand the doctor said the scar would be small the prognosis was good My nose looks F'n huge today You know pain is often painful There's not many people in the room today Sometimes we really are alone Someday I will be outside that window Out-Of-Sight from the window. --- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - Clock Off The Wall (acoustic guitar) I was at the train station the day the big clock fell off the wall No trains were late. But no people got on. They just stared at the broken glass and metal rings. It didn't fall on anyone but a piece of broken glass flew through the air and landed in Mr. Greenfield's dark herringbone winter coat pocket. It wasn't young handsome Greenfield it was old Mr. Greenfield whose hand was cut requiring a medic. Somehow there was glass on the escalator and the authorities closed the escalator temporarily Junior from the deli brought the big pushbroom but the Police were taping the scene the insurance adjuster and a jeweler were called instead Everyone knew it was an antique clock and difficult to replace Everyone in the town was sad that day. Except for my boss he wasn't so understanding that I was late again the day the clock fell off the wall A year later my boss wrote a safety manual about falling objects he won a bonus for writing about the day the clock fell off the wall Off the wall. I knew it! I knew it would happen. I knew the clock would fall off the wall. Clock off the wall. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - music and lyrics written by Nancy Carol Warrender All rights reserved. Please write for permissions. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A Real Tear Jerker I know something about you that you don't know I'm sorry I'm the one who has to tell you yeah this may make you cry it's a real tear jerker It's something from the past almost twenty years ago you were so busy with your friends and school maybe you only saw the signs on the wall But I remember it my sister and my 2 brothers around the table in our trailer it was all we talked about Maybe you weren't home that day Your father must have been working out of town Maybe I should have said something then but you were 5 years older than me and I was in aahh of you until the day I was unpleasantly surprised by what had happened to you We should have seen it coming. We did see it coming! I swore I would never let that happen to me my Mom and I we made a pact. And then my life went on though not always good. And your life went on right? And their lives will go on. What a tear jerker. |
Spiders and Dried Flowers
(electric organ) One candle out in the chandelier I hope what jumps out isn't another spider You the smallest little spider I couldn't kill you but then your grew and there you are in the dried flowers A purple rose bouquet dried and arranged an expensive antique vase and through the corner of my eye a spider The hall light doesn't work at all and I know why but I'm not allowed to tell you and it has nothing to do with spiders almost tripped on a fringed rug where is the broom? A new bouquet this week yellow and bright pinks I will dry and press and iron between waxed paper there should be no spiders walking on the old driveway a warm stone reflects the sun I pick a smaller bouquet today miniature daisies and hopefully no spiders - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Broken Barrette Girls, you know sometimes we have to wear a barrette in our hair Practical Somedays we wear it back in a pony. Broken barrette, sixty five dollars I bought it at the High Mountain Music Festival broke my barrette and I don't have a spare Now I do have hair down to there (I kept the second verse same as I had it before though somewhat depressing and gross.) I must look rather disheveled. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - My Tribute To Guys With Long Hair PG-13 (electric bass guitar) Gorgeous! Yeah, that's what he called me. But that's what I think of when I see you Yeah I like guys with long hair I love guys with long hair loooooonnggg hair like my own (there are two versions of the second verse) (parental advisory: parents don't read this!) ooooh my favorite bottle of hair conditioner is going to be all gone but that's okay I like you You can stay You can stay forever Yeah I like guys with long hair Long Hair Of course, I'd probably still like you with short hair too. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Alarm Clock'n again tomorrow morning A toast to thyroid replacement medicine (in how that it does not work all that well) piano Alarm clock'n again tomorrow morning Wake to birds, wake to music, wake to nothing. Arrgh ..., Aaahhh ... there's my pills purple pills, just one pill for me each day every day back to sleep I need to be up! up up up! coffee Where did my morning go? levothyroxine sodium tablet no day even starts without you Off to school I hope I don't fall asleep in class again No, I didn't get bit by a vampire mirror, the scar is still there levothyroxine sodium tablet purple pills, no day is a good day without you Another day, a new alarm clock gradiated light? Off to work today is my day to be on the phone a raspy voice today no pain today but why is there a doctor's appointment scheduled for the Wednesday of your birthday? levothyroxine sodium tablet no vacation is complete without you purple pill, no day even starts without you (should I change the color of the pill? vote!) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Lies Beneath The Snow Ooooooooohhhhhh Yoooooooouuuuu Knoooooooowwww You'd think that's sad Sooooooooooo I think that's bad Glooooooooowww but it's not glad what's underneath the snow (Flute solo) Looooooowwww I should be mad Blooowwwwwww We've all been had Fooooeeeeeee not a passing fad Hoooooeeeeeee she wasn't clad what lies beneath the snow still underneath the snow - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - If The Night Hasn't Ended acoustic guitar and self percussion, whisk If the night hasn't ended I said if your hearts finally mended then the party's not over (optional and there's a insert your fave food platter) and you can be good tomorrow (pass me your fave beverage now) I don't care if it's raining and the full full moon is way waning I'll say I'm not complaining and the music is still playing You see it's not really broken and truer words were not spoken If this is just what you needed then these words can be heeded If it's just what you wanted then the night has not ended - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - Mr. True Story (rated pg13) acoustic guitar with yodels Mr. True ue eu ue ue ue ueeu ue ueueuu Story Where are Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu? You say you had me back then where was it? when was it? In the back of your car? I wasn't even drunk. But that's not true is it Mr. True Story? I was dancing on a table in my underwear? Fired from my job the next day? Just pretending I didn't do anything wrong, But that is not true, Mr. True Story. And you're true to your wife Mr. True? Nooooooooo oo ooo oooo! Waaaaaayyyyyyyyy! My Dad stole a truck? My Mom beats my Dad? I must not have any money left, but that's not true Mr. True Story. US Copyright 2013 |
