Más MosS

released digitally November 2015; CD available May 2016

Some Days

Some days are a countdown
To pillows and dreams
A lost and weary traveler 

And some years are forgotten
They only live on
In pictures and old calendars

So look up from the ground
If you wanna get found
And join in with the symphony

‘Cause life is just moments
Strung together like pearls
You never know how many you’ll get
Which ones are real, and which manufactured
You are the one who decides

Some days you’re a time bomb
This body is both
A great miracle and so fragile 

A split second move and
That truck barrels on
Leaving you breathless and rattled
 
So look up from that daze
With your beautiful face
And be grateful for all that you are 

‘Cause life is just moments
Strung together like pearls
You never know how many you’ll get
Which ones are real, and which manufactured
You are the one who decides

And maybe that’s all that there is
All these pearls scattered, seeming endless
And the punchline — or maybe the blow
Is that we’ll never know
If the end of the story is this

Some days you’re on fire and
You’re shining that light
On everything that’s in your path 

On those days you know that
This whole “great mystery" 
Is just to show up, to dance, & to laugh 

‘Cause life is just moments
Strung together like pearls
You never know how many you’ll get
Which ones are real, and which manufactured
You are the one who decides 

 

Unoriginal

(writer's note: I work in the field of recovery, so I just want to clarify that the first stanza below references that feeling that we sometimes get of wanting the magic pill to make the stresses of life/responsibilities go away — that "trap door" out of regular life for a little while, and that in a strange and messed up way, there can be this sense of "being in the club" --  a "real grown-up," hence "let me in now" — but trust me y'all, I ain't drinkin' no fifth of gin ;D --valerie)

I’m looking for the trap door
I know the secret password
A fifth of gin
Let me in now

I’m hurting and I’m tired
My brain is on fire
This house of cards is
Fluttering down

Oh, the weight of this responsibility
When I don’t give a shit
Everyday the pounding sound of the alarm
I’m gonna shatter it

And I feel like a split personality
One side so bubbly and driven
But the other stuck in monotony
Numb and methodically listless

Running to the edge
Staring down breathless
I’d forgotten that I’m part of all this
Beautiful madness
But it’s never too late to remember,
I may be unoriginal, but I’m my own

Does anyone know better?
Live their life to the letter?

I know I’m not the only lost soul

I’m lucky to be loved and
Have a roof over my head
Stlll my mind has the
Audacity to whine

Running to the edge
Staring down breathless
I’d forgotten that I’m part of all this
Beautiful madness
But it’s never too late to remember,
I may be unoriginal, but I’m my own

 

Carousel

Here I stand
My back against the wall
I cannot move, and when I try,
Your words, they paralyze me
‘Til there’s nothing left
At all

And time is standing still
And all that I can feel
Are waves of static noise and
Paranoia

Carousel
Spinning, spinning
Round and round and round
Carousel
All their eyes on me, and no way off

Wide awake
I watch the clock drip on
Like honey from a spoon
It’s like the nightmares seeped
Into the waking world, and so
I wait
Teeth grinding and fists clenched
I’m cold and I am drenched
And all you do is wake up to
The light of day

Carousel
Spinning, spinning
Round and round and round
Carousel
All their eyes on me, and no way off

Letting go
I’m giving up the fight
With my own mind
And everything is slowing down and
Coming into focus, but
I pause
‘Cause that is all I know
Can’t handle feeling slow
I shove this knowing down again
And get right back on the horse

Carousel
Spinning, spinning
Round and round and round
Carousel
All their eyes on me, and no way off
 

Anchor

Come up
Out of the writhing of the waves
Just long enough to look me in the eye and know that sinking down
Is not the only way
I've got a rope and compass to the shore,
But it's like you do not see me here

You always had such a profound respect
For the beauty and the mystery of this place
For the ancient trees and for the singing of the birds and mightiness of the deep blue seas

So why leave here today?
Why can't you just stay?
I am begging you
Maybe there is a way
To be free of the pain
That has become your anchor
Your anchor

And hey
Just because now I'm standing here on land
Doesn't make me incapable to understand
'Cause I, too, have gotten pulled in by the current
And I needed a raft and a companion

So why leave here today?
Why can't you just stay?
I am begging you
Maybe there is a way
To be free of the pain
That has become your anchor

Take my hand please hear me
Stay
I'm pleading you, don't leave me
Stay

Together we can lose this anchor