The Godfather.
The godfather aint got nothing on me
No the godfather aint got nothing on me
No horse in my bed
No offer I can't refuse
No the godfather aint got nothing on me
Search from Vegas to Sicily
So I'm safe with my family
The godfather and his friends won't bother me
Those Italian fathers won't come near
They won't take me for a ride
And choke me in their car
Cause the godfather don't got a thing on me
Search from Vegas to Sicily
So I'm safe with my family
The godfather's son still don't got a thing
Even when he's crazy and kills his own family
He wont go fishing on a boat
And shoot me in the throat
Cause the godfather don't got a thing on me
Search from Vegas to Sicily
Leave the gun, take the Canollie
So I'm safe with my family
Okay, so, this is silly, but I wanted to sing about it
Work It Out
Sometimes it all works out. After I've had a couple drinks and promise it's your decision. We kissed in my room, yea we kissed a lot today so sometimes it all works out. I'm tired of it anyways so I'll tell you lets make it wait, make it special, and I won't even miss it. Have fun and remember to tell him that I'm good to you because I let you go easy. Tonight it all works out.
Maybe it's love?
Is it strange?
Yes, it's strange.
I mean, does she need it now?
Or has she just been waiting for her push to the finish?
It's always been on her agenda.
Maybe I'm just a little bit jealous
I wonder why I couldn't just be wreckless
And be the one in front of the lens
I wish I could be blushing beauty
But I'm all about doing it right.
Oh Dear: Story
Where did I find you?
I think you washed up on shore, maybe
Or fell down the sand dunes
Maybe tumbled with the mountains
Or sprouted through the earth
I supposed I just stumbled upon you one day.
I remember you looked up
Like waking up for the first time
When you saw me
And I knew that it was all decided
You might have been lost if not for me.
My Heart Tonight
Tonight my heart is full and broken all at once
It's funny how we think our heart is one state or another
Tonight I need you
I miss you
I'm hurt over you
I pray for you
I love you
I wish the best for you
I hope for you
And it hurts, beats and mends all in one
Soon Enough
Watch the dancer, atop the sand
She does not fail beneath the grains
It is by magic she keeps her balance
Somebody wants her, aside from the screen
Through the pre-cut someone reaches
She twirls and fades in and out of the sky
Her skin only touched by a man in a distant land
He cannot see her now though
A Draft From May
My hands and my feet get cold
There is no way to explain it
But they say the blood rushes away
Into my maternal belly
So when the air stays the same
And I become a frozen lady
Even through the icicles and dark
I carry my unborn baby
Well I strongly feel that I am a miscommunication
And someone along the way forgot to put me back
So I turn on all the switches
To light up all my contours
My scars and all my imperfections
It seems they've always been there
When I lie in the silent night
And the only sign of life
Is the beat in my ears
And the traffic in my veins
Oh, Winter Speaks
Mary, Mary.
Quite contrary.
You feel the snow crunch and you listen closer to what it speaks
Every step brings you deeper into conversation
Lost to the outside world
I feel the sun, oh lovely, it is my sensuality
It touches my skin and I reflect it to the universe
I feel the cold and it makes me feel alive
I was born in the North, it is my heart language
I feel the wind and it wraps itself about my body
It blows my hair and curves my spirit
I feel the earth
And I hold it close to me until spring
I feel you
You are my every waking moment
Mary, Mary.
Sinks into the drift.
You've learnt how to turn your ear to the ground
Holding your breath for what it says next
Every bit a part of the outside world
Ghosts of Christmas Past
Do you remember
When you first left
How we said
This wasn't working
And you couldn't
Stop
Kissing me
In the staircase
And I couldn't
Stop
Crying
Through the kisses
At some point
We had to stop
Touching each other's lips
With our own
It wasn't letting
Us part
And finally
We did
I remember
The loss
Of not having you near
This is Christmas
After all
But you
Have put
Your foot
Down
Did you ever feel
That confusion
Of why
You had to resist
Talking to me?
Do you remember
When you first left
And there were
Too many miles
To even try
And make something
Of this
I thought maybe
In a young mind
You might see
This season
As magic
But instead
I ate dinner alone
And couldn't say anything
Even after thoughts
Upon thoughts
Upon questions
After questions
Why did you
Leave me
Here
Alone
I wonder if
Your feelings
Were just spontaneous
To help you
Feel successful
As you drove away
Did you
At least
Thank me?
Oh yes
I can't recall it, but I understand it now
At least a little bit
When I wake up at night with tears in my eyes
When I can't feel my chest anymore
I take your whole face, I hold it and drink it
I'm thirsty, desperately
I can't sleep now
When my breath keeps being stolen
Oh this is feeling now
Oh, Oh, Oh.
What's so easy in the evening by the morning's such a drag
My corner is darker
I can't wait until I have some matches to light it up
My head is hazy and my cheeks are flushed
I hid my drink in the basement so I wouldn't offend you
If there's one thing I can't promise, it's that I can't hold it against you
As much as I want to the night before
I'll try to stay concious
But only to hope an apology will be heard
Christmas
I want you and some Mistletoe
Ayyyaaa
I ravaged around some files and memoirs last night
Seemed to be a nice girl, good head, bright words
Eradic though, when it came to the young men
Nope
Sleeplessness is my sickness
Pull up a brew
Makes me more sick
Turn over my shoulder and cough
And germs are my sickness
Invert myself with water
Lay around long time
Loitering is my sickness
Sign up for something
Fall apart
Falling apart is my sickness
Nothing left to do
2...more....gasp....weeks....
empty empty empty i don't want to fill up any more
or pour out or pour in that's mostly it that's mostly it
my whole body is aching for the end of it all
doo dee da
I miss you in my heart
When I think about the past
And in the times we are apart
I like who we've been
I like even more who we are
And I'm falling in love with who we'll become
Conversation
"The other girl just gave me that 'bitch' vibe"
Really? Huh.
In response to November's National Geographic
Blue skies, tickle the dark light
So I can't see the stars
Well all the cities, they're not comfortable with midnight
So they don't mind
Well the flyin birds aren't flyin
And the turtles are dyin
So I ask "can we please have our dark skies back?"
With your lamps lit, to cover it
The night goes away
And even in the country where we're searching for the galaxy
We find a reflective sea
Well the slender swans are growin
And the frogs aren't jumpin
So I ask "can we please have our dark skies back?"
Well the people aren't sleepin
And nobodies feelin
So I ask "can we please have our dark skies back?"
This young girl's dream about love
Set afloat on a rainy afternoon
I set out looking for the man
Who walked the streets with his prizes in hand
His dying bird feathers and washed up sand
With one step to the side I caught his eye
He said "I know you keep all the keys
To the magical places nobody knows of"
In that moment we stopped
I felt the sidewalk crumble below us
And all the pennys nobody picks up
Well they were falling beside us
I think you're wonderful
I kind of like this world
I want to be someone
I am just a girl
Hidden under cloaks and a woolen mane
His skin hangs
I wonder if I'm the same
Am I old or have my bones just shrunk?
Vacant eyes are diamonds that reflect the skies
Where some go searching to find truth in his life
Is it futility?
Or a lovely simplicity?
ChChChorus
You think I'm wonderful
You built this world
You are nobodies someone
You are just a boy
Walked about on a Sunday morning
Looking for the woman who will capture my world
She's got stars in her eyes and roses in her ears
With one step to the side she got my eye
I said "I know you're the one
Who loves all those ones nobody thinks of"
PS: An exerpt from the story of the "Street Walking Man" (November 2006), but more hope filled.
PPS: I have revised it because I started writing a song on like 2 years ago and decided to finish it because I quite like it.
PPPS: I really like the story of this...how it's developed after these couple years
Finding Bones
Finding the sternum, my fingers trace their path
Starting at my collar bone and sliding down the rest
The ribs across my heart are hidden beneath my breasts
But I find them 'round the side, tight and slender
And below I feel them wrap around, curving down and back
Into that large lower cap which slopes to open up my belly
