Words are Infectious
Words are infections
Careful how I use them
It’s up to me
to be gracious or abuse them
Words are infectious
said to myself or others
remember we’re all sisters and brothers.
Words are infectious,
they get into your jive
more you hear the good ones
the more you come alive
Melodies infuse you
love to feel
and the more you hear them
the more they become real
come…real…
Now you gonna come real
now you gonna come alive
now you gonna come real, real, real
now you gonna come alive.
Words are infections
Careful how I use them
It’s up to me
to be gracious or abuse them
Words are infectious
said to myself or others
remember we’re all sisters and brothers.
Words are infectious
they get into your soul
Muses adore you
beyond all control
When you adore them
they are one with you
deep in your heart
never in the blue
in the blue.
Never in the blue, blue, blue
how do you wanna feel
How do you love to feel, feel, feel.
gotta make it real
gotta make it real
TRIGGER
When I pull the trigger
Kill that memory dead
then I’ll make some space
out of my own head
Almost pulled the trigger
On me but instead
Written my own story
bout this life I’ve led
My story’s not a memory
Righting it how I choose
How I got there
triggers that lead to the blues
gonna loose
can’t use
bad news
Ya Ya Ya
Gonna make it
My soul’s
Makin’ it right
Circumstance
I’ll take it
Circumstance
Is Just right
Pull the trigger
On the memory
then It won’t be killin’ me
I’ll write a better story
than a worn out memory could ever be
trigger off me
now my story’s
who I wanna be
Ya ya ya
gonna make it
My soul’s
Makin’ it right
Circumstance
I’ll take it
Circumstance is just right
Feel Good Intention
Feeling good
intention,
intervention
Feeling good
intention
life on earth might
just be heavin.
Up,
Down again
….givin’ in
Feel good now,
I’ll start
Light body,
Light Heart
What I might be able to do
Imagine it coming true
How Can I know
what could happen
If I never dare imagine
How can I know
what could happen
life on earth might just be heaven
——Imagine
—— it happens
——-what glory
——that story
What I might be able to do
Imagine it coming true.
Gallery
Let’s go to the gallery
admission’s always free
it doesn’t belong to anyone
but any who will see
any who care to see
Let’s go to the gallery
see what there is to see
with only our souls to take along
the perfect company
Togetherness is over-rated
quickly sated
keep your own place
your heart space
I dream of a day like this
when I can feel this way
like everyone whose ever lived
but no one can say.
Never explain or feel you have to share
Live in your world
and hope they find you there
join you there.
Shakti Bossa
Have mercy on me
have mercy on me
have mercy on me
how can i be free
how can i be free
how can I be free
I, Started my day
hating myself for not being more
trying to find
another place,
another opened door
then,
shakti i find
a place
a little peace of mind
CHURCH OF FUN
We’re all here in the church of fun
no one judges anyone
we’re all here in the church of fun
God loves you, loves me too
nothing bout that you can do
here, in the church of fun
We’re all here in the church of fun
no one judges anyone
we’re all there in the church of fun
we just like those songs we sung
here here in the church of fun
Fun’s an ocean
not a creek
rivers meet it dark and bleak
church of fun is not so shallow
put on airs
very hollow
church of fun is deep and wide
judgement’s on the shallow side
here here in the church of fun
Here where understanding reins
don’t care if you’re insane
don’t care, if your smart
or if you’ve got a little brains
the color of your skin
or who should be with you
walk, bike, drive a car
or just exactly what you do
we’re all here in the church of fun
Cliches at Stake
Refrain:
Who was I meant to be,
Who am I, Truly?
Who was I meant to be,
Who am I, truly?
Verse One:
So much at stake, I’ll take my stand.
That’s not who I am.
Cliche can be true, but who is it for?
Raise my exceptions, out the door.
Verse Two:
Got to decide, will I leave or take
A little eat it 2 cake?
Some turn up Blood, revenge of the nerds.
Flockin’ together like feathered birds
Repeat Refrain
Bridge:
If I do what I was meant to do,
All the world is my play.
I turn away it’s the end.
Everything is grey.
Repeat Verse One
Repeat Refrain
Repeat Bridge
Repeat Refrain
Swagger
Got no swagger, life is but a drag
Memory Brings it back
Give me that swag
Climate took my swagger, livin’ took some more
and the rest, walked out the door
now it’s comin’ back, not like before
now I’m rockin’ wisdom 10 times more.
I got to got to got to remember
confident times
I got to got to got to remember
Glamor and swag
Don’t Got to got money 2 got glamor and swag
Individuality don’t gotta brag
Once It was faded, fading away,
Til I remembered one confident day
Got no swagger, life is but a drag
Memory brings it back
Give me that swag.
Body Mind
They say, think out of the box,
that horse is dead
Go out of my head
think with my body instead
There, deep inside
through my heart
with my eyes
See all around
something is wrong
stuck in my head
getting it wrong
get in my body
stay in it now,
because I gotta live now,
gotta live now
Gonna die, gonna die
got to live now
Body mind
oh body mind
body and mind
body and mi—-ind
Snakes and Angels
Intro: Traveling, traveling, getting ready to move
Traveling, traveling better get in the groove
Chorus: Where are you going?
How you gonna get there?
Are you taking everything you need?
Where are you going,
whose brain are you taking
Carve a neural path upon your creed.
Verse one: Gonna meet some snakes
when you walk around
from place to place
and town to town
and when you meet em
beware of them
what they can do
they’re not your friend.
Repeat Intro and Chorus
Verse Two: When you’re out movin’
From place to place
Gonna meet some angels
In human face.
And when you meet ’em
Get a hold of them
they’re the ones you love
better call ’em friend.
Repeat Intro
Outro: Gonna meet some an—-gels…..
Sold
Chorus: When You sell your soul
How do you buy it back again?
I sold my soul to him,
for next to nothing
Ahhhh…
Ahhhh….
I sold my soul to him,
for next to nothing
Verse One:
Now I gaze out a window and look back in
Sitting soul-less, next to him
With the horror of emptiness
Self deceit,
All for the sake of my conceit.
Repeat Chorus
Verse Two:
My mother showed me
How to be
A lifeless figure
now that was me
With the horror of nothingness
everywhere
I’ve got to own this despair.
Chorus Two:
All I really know
Is the truth will set me free
And my soul
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me.
Darn Good Things
Life is making the best of, some pretty darn good things
like dogs, flowers, nectarines.
Life is making the best of,
things, that make me smile
I look at them and linger for a while…..
When I remember, these darn good things
I overcome the sorrow,
trial and trouble brings
that’s why I remember,
these darn good things.
Dream Again
Old box of papers
Dreams of mine
Got no time
Stories of a sage
Didn’t have a wage, didn’t need a wage
I had a job
Starving my soul
Getting nowhere
Loosing control
Now Just like a long lost friend
I have a dream again
Old box of papers
Dreams of mine
How they shine
Stories of a sage
Gotta turn that page
Better turn that page.
I had a job
starving my soul
now just like a long lost friend
I have a dream again…..
Words are Infectious
Words are infectious, they get into your jive
more you hear the good ones
the more you come alive
Melodies infuse you
love to feel
more you hear them
the more you become real
Now you gonna come real
now you gonna come real real real
now you gonna come alive
now you gonna come alive live live
Words are infections
Careful how I use them
It’s up to me
to be gracious or abuse them
Words are infectious
said to myself or others
remember we’re all sisters and brothers.
Words are infectious
they get into your soul
Muses adore you
beyond all control
When you adore them’
one with you’
deep in your heart
never in the blue
How do you wanna feel
how do you love to feel
gotta make it real
gotta make it real
BE WRONG DO RIGHT
If you wanna be right
say everything is wrong
you hear it on the news everyday
your facts are strong
but if you wanna do-oo- right
that’s not the way to get along.
If you wanna do right
it doesn’t matter how it is
it doesn’t matter what happened yesterday
all that matters is this
if you wanna do-oo right
you’ve gotta be an optimist.
Focus on the beauty
Done with hate.
find the love
any kind of state.
help somebody
participate.
What I’m saying,
is it helping your day
What I’m playing
is it helping some way.
I’m so certain
I’m so sure
What I know is
Love is the word.
GORGEOUS GOODS
The way that its been goin’
far as i can see
damaged goods
I seem to be.
Now this love
and happiness
is messing with my plan
since I’ve been seeing
the therapist
I don’t know who I am
Maybe someone else
is who I was before
and that story isn’t me
anymore
And being someone else
is my greatest fear
What if
all the happiness
disappears?
I won’t disappear
I will always be here
you have nothing to fear
Cause I,
have always been here
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods.
Damage isn’t terminal
it’s something I can fix
but my crazy mind
keeps playing tricks
An accident of parentage
Won’t be my decline
Gorgeous Goods
My own design.
I won’t disappear
I will always be here
you have nothing to fear
for I have always been hear
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods
Gorgeous Goods
ERR ON THE SIDE OF IT MATTERS
Err on the side of it matters, just because it does
do err that it doesn’t, is turning away from love
Away from children and laughter, reasons we’re alive
to err that it doesn’t, robs light from Christmas eyes
Err on the side of it matters, just because it does
To err that it doesn’t , is turnin’ away from love
Away from all I’ve been givin, all I plan to try
to err that it doesn’t, is laying down to die.
I’ll err on the side of it matters.
STARRY
Everything must be as if I see, for the first time
Everything must be as if I see, for the first time
Everything must be as if I see, for the first——time
without you.
Upon the ceiling stars appear
Like when I first came here
A Vincent starry sky
centuries later would never die
So much pain would come to be
I guess it was worth it
cause Vincent was free
Are you alive in me
like when I learned to see?
If I don’t let fear, cloud away all the clear.
Where are you, unknown, unsung
So many visions, left undone
Perhaps we’ll see them if we don’t let fear,
Cloud away, all the clear
I wish you’d hear me all the time,
not just when I force out words that rhyme.
I know you’ll hear me when you roam
if you remember to come back home
Nancy Blue Singer/Songwriter/Guitarist 