Body

 

Tear it limb from limb,

Take it piece by piece

Hold it to the light

See from underneath.

 

Reasons tightly wrapped away

In tapes unwound in your head.

You've done it to yourself,

And now nobody else can put you together again.

 

This is not my body anymore.

This is not my body anymore.

I can't feel a thing

While I am prostrate on the floor

Because this is not my body anymore.

 

Stir your mind around

Like a roulette wheel

Who knows when you'll catch a break

To let your dignity heal.

 

Skin is tightly woven in

Stretch marks, fresh and deep.

When did you let yourself forget

To let your demons sleep?

 

Oh, no.

No don't.

Please don't touch me there.

No. Please, Please don't touch me anywhere.

 

This is not my body anymore.

This is not my body anymore.

I can't feel a thing

While I am prostrate on the floor

Because this is not my body anymore.

 

This is not my body anymore.

You Got Me Hooked

 

I feel uplifted,

I feel humble in your atmosphere.

Something changes when you’re here.

And all my questions and all my doubts

Don’t really disappear,

But you let me let them go and just be here.

 

Oh and you got me sinking

In clarity, no more overthinking,

I can simply be.

And it’d be hard to disregard

The fact that we

Possess a precious blend

Of passion and practicality.

 

Ooo, you got me

You got me

You got me hooked, baby

Baby you got me.

 

I feel hopeful,

Even more so than in the past

What can we do to make it last?

I could play and be blazé

Hold my heart steadfast

And try hard to stay unattached

 

Oh but I’d rather just come out and say it

Stand shaking in my vulnerability

I could fall in love

With you one day if we choose to pursue

This masterpiece in the making

 

Ooo, you got me

You got me

You got

You got

 

You got that smile baby

You got that spirit in your eyes

You got that fire burning

Same flame that I can feel inside

And I don’t know much honey,

It’s only been a couple of days

And whatever will be, will be

But as far as I can see

You got me hooked, baby

Baby you got me.

 

 

Alex’s Song

 

Where does a body go

After it’s gone?

Where does a body go

To know when it’s done?

If you see it buried in the ground

Is that where it remains?

Where does a body go when it has no one

To be?

 

Will I ever see my friend again?

Will I ever see my friend?

 

Where does a body go when  it’s out of style

So obsolete

Does it begin again, moving through the land

Til it’s grass at our feet?

And where does a body from

In the first place? Does it come from the earth?

Or maybe from a brightly dying star

Somewhere far in the Universe?

 

Oooo

Will I ever see my friend again?

Will I ever see my friend?

 

It’s a complicated, perfect mess

An animated organism…so complex.

Then suddenly it stops. Seemingly still

But it’s slowly breaking down into trillions of atoms.

And those atoms make the soil,

And that soil makes a tree

And that tree makes the fruit

For a mother to be

And that mother feeds the child.

A brand new body.

What is taken is given

Equally unto thee.

 

Even as we are living, we are dying, being born into something new.

Everything you see used to be a being just like you.

Don’t be a fool to believe that you’ve done it all by yourself

You’d never even exist if it weren’t for everything else

 

All the things that make up me are the things that make up you.

Everything we can perceive is made up of that too.

 

There is nothing that isn’t me. There is nothing that isn’t you.

No, nothing stands between us except the thought we choose.

 

Beat of Your Drum

 

You stumble home, and you don’t know what to do.

It was your last day working there.

You’ve been waiting on this moment for years

And now it’s finally here.

The last time that the world was so open

Was when you were 21.

Now you’re watching the chapter close,

You see the infinite possibilities of the next one.

 

It can be so relieving, moments like this.

Bittersweet sense of leaving.

 

You look around at your messy apartment and think

“Eh, maybe I should clean.”

But instead you go back to bed

Cause now you’ve got time for everything.

 

So go on and take your liberty.

Go on and travel the world.

Go on and take your liberty.

Set your soul loose on the open road.

Wake up early just to catch the sunrise

Or be reminded of the purpose of being alive.

Feel that sweet sense of freedom

When the pieces and the parts

Of who you really are start marching

To the beat of your drum.

 

Tick-tock goes the desperate clock

Hoping it still has your life by the balls.

Emancipated from the system in which your days

Are dictated by the hands on the wall.

You scoot and shuffle past the bathroom mirror

And notice the chains missing from your legs.

Your uniform and your enslavement’s been traded

For dancing naked while making bacon and eggs.

 

Better get busy receiving the days as a gift.

Better get busy believing this kind of bliss.

 

So go on and take your liberty.

Go on and travel the world.

Go on and take your liberty.

Set your soul loose on the open road.

Wake up early just to catch the sunrise

Or be reminded of the purpose of being alive.

Feel that sweet taste of freedom…

 

Thoughts drift to the people you miss,

And for a moment you think

You’d go back if you could.

Then you remember that you’re spending the day

Chasing rays, walking barefoot in the woods.

 

So go on and take your liberty.

Go on and travel the world.

Go on and take your liberty.

Set your soul loose on the open road.

Wake up early just to catch the sunrise

Or be reminded of the purpose of being alive.

Feel that sweet sense of freedom

When the pieces and the parts

Of who you really are start marching

To the beat of your drum.

 

Bum, bum, bum…

 

The Artist

 

The artist was lonely

With only paintings for friends

She talked to her gallery

But only echos spoke.

 

She slaved away by candlelight

And in the night she cried.

Secretly sketching, hoping they would come to life.

 

But the painting can never

Love the artist back

The painting can never

Give the artist that

Creation is only so alive

It's a child of a dream inside the mind

 

And it's a cold, cold canvas.

 

The artist was aging,

Making plans for life.

So he drew a lover

With understanding in her eyes

 

He signed the corner, thinking this must be the one.

But when he kissed her, she was only what he'd drawn.

 

Cause the painting can never

Kiss the artist back

The painting can never

Give the artist that

Creation can only be so alive

It's a child of a dream inside the mind.

 

So it's a cold, cold canvas.

 

I painted you.

You painted me.

Does everybody leave this world unseen?

 

I painted you.

You painted me.

 

Does everybody leave this world

Does everybody leave this world,

Does everybody leave this world

Unseen?

 

And it's a cold, cold, canvas now

It's a cold cold canvas now.

It's a cold, cold canvas.

 

 

 

My Voice

 

A long time ago

You called me something

That I was not.

And I didn’t know myself too well.

I knew you were wrong,

But then I forgot

And for years, I sat silent

As you fed me your poisonous words.

I couldn’t bring myself to fight it.

I thought it must be the truth,

Cause it hurt.

 

Then last night,

I stumbled to the edge of my mind

And I found I had built a great wall.

I climbed the top to the other side

And you wouldn’t believe what I saw.

 

I found my voice,

My missing part,

My right, my choice,

My courage, my long-lost

Little spark.

This is my power,

My old faithful friend

And this is my vow

That I’ll never be silent again.

 

A long time ago

You gave me cruelty I didn’t deserve.

And I didn’t know myself too well back then

So I made your summation

The whole of my worth.

And for years I punished myself,

Yes, I turned my back on love.

You saw more of me than anyone

And you told me it wasn’t enough.

 

Then last night,

I stumbled to the edge of my mind

And I found I had built a great wall.

I climbed the top to the other side

And you wouldn’t believe what I saw.

 

I found my voice,

My missing part,

My right, my choice,

My courage, my long-lost

Little spark.

This is my power,

My old faithful friend

And this is my vow

That I’ll never be silent again.

 

I’m standing up

I know who I am now

I’m standing up

I know who I am now

I’m standing up

 

I’m claiming my power

It’s okay to be strong.

I am not what you said

And I’m certain now you were wrong.

 

I found my voice,

My missing part.

This is my power,

My old faithful friend.

And this is my vow

That I’ll never be silent again.

 

Slow Dancing With Divinity

 

Seems like a love affair,

A forbidden romance,

Something you’re just yearning to do

But you think you can’t.

When I’ve got a story on the tip of my tongue

Just aching to come

Alive

And all I can do is think

Of everybody else

And if they’ll like what I’m gonna write

And as I ask myself

“I wonder if they’ll notice

I use the same four chords for every song?”

My creation, my lover

She is slipping away

And she is almost gone.

 

Then I put my pen to the paper

And I open my mouth

And I set my voice free

And it’s like making love

To the one who is with me always

Slow dancing with divinity.

 

No matter what they say,

They can’t keep me away.

No, this love is much too strong

Cause God and me and the music,

Yeah we’ve got a good thing

Going on.

 

Every word is a part of me

Dying to be embraced

And I can’t help but fall in love with myself

As I spill out onto the page.

But every time I hesitate

The words get harder to find.

Every moment of resistance

Is another mile of distance

Between my masterpiece and I

Between myself and I.

 

Then I put my pen to the paper

And I open my mouth

And I set my voice free

And it’s like making love

To the one who is with me always

Slow dancing with divinity.

 

No matter what they say,

They can’t keep me away.

No, this love is much too strong

Cause God and me and the music,

Yeah we’ve got a good thing

Going on.

 

You say you wanna change the world

You can change it without trying.

But if you’re writing what you think

They wanna hear,

That’s not your song you’re writing.

Take what’s on your heart.

Don’t make art, make love

And free-fall into creation.

 

Then I put my pen to the paper

And I open my mouth

And I set my voice free

And it’s like making love

To the one who is with me always

Slow dancing with divinity.

 

Then I put my pen to the paper

And I open my mouth

And I set my voice free

And it’s like making love

To the one who is with me always

Slow dancing with divinity.

 

No matter what they say,

They can’t keep me away.

No, this love is much too strong

Cause God and me and the music,

Me myself and the words.

Yeah God and me

And the music we’ve got a good thing going on

 

 

 

Words Come Slow
 

I am the master of feelings

I build cages from words.

I try to capture emotion

Before it captures me first.

 

I don’t know why

I’m so afraid.

 

But it wasn’t so easy

To write you a love song.

Cause I learned

Anything I think or say about love

Doesn’t capture love at all.

Had to let go of language

So I could truly feel

And I guess words come slow

When love gets real

 

Oh the wieight of this being

Is unbearably light.

I’m trying to trust

But it’s just that this goodness

Is much too good to receive.

Oh, how very human of me.

 

But it wasn’t so easy

To write you a love song.

Cause I learned

Anything I think or say about love

Doesn’t capture love at all.

Had to let go of language

So I could truly feel

And I guess words come slow

When love gets real

 

Oh, and in these moments

No speech can make it better

No word or phrase encapsulates

The love we make together

Love has no language,

No true way to be relayed

You can tell your life story

A thousand ways

But the essence of living

Can’t be pinned to a page.

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But it wasn’t so easy

To write you a love song.

Cause I learned

Anything I think or say about love

Doesn’t capture love at all.

Had to let go of language

So I could truly feel

And I guess words come slow

When love gets real

 

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Unstoppable

 

Seven summers,

I have yearned for home.

Slowly crumbing, drying out to bone.

And still I’ve survived it and I won’t give in

Until I feel the comfort of my wild skin

 

I had to walk the earth to remember the sea

Get lost inside myself to remember me.

 

I was born to swim, I was born to run

Live and rise and die like the morning sun

I was born to be unstoppable

 

3, 2, 1, GO!

 

I have journeyed through my mind again

And now I know I can’t leave myself behind again

And you can try to steal my skin and steal my soul

I’ll always find my way back home

I know for me anything is possible

I was born to be unstoppable

 

Seven summer I have roamed this land

Learning the ways of the modern human woman

It seemed so unnatural

The belief I should be like everybody else

But so pervasive

I had to doubt myself

 

I had to walk the earth to remember the sea

Get lost inside myself to remember me.

 

I was born to swim, I was born to run

Live and rise and die like the morning sun

I was born to be unstoppable

 

3, 2, 1, GO!

 

I have journeyed through my mind again

And now I know I can’t leave myself behind again

And you can try to steal my skin and steal my soul

I’ll always find my way back home

I know for me anything is possible

I was born to be unstoppable

 

I trust the child within me,

She is innocence and

He is beauty

I trust the mother within me

She is fierce and sometimes ugly

I trust the king within me

He is loyal and he works on my behalf

I am trust the goddess within me

I am that.

 

GO!

 

I have journeyed through my mind again

And now I know I can’t leave myself behind again

And you can try to steal my skin and steal my soul

I’ll always find my way back home

I know for me anything is possible

 

I was born to be un—

I know for me anything is possible

I was born to be unstoppable.

 

In The Deep

 

You give so little and you take so much

How could I survive?

I know I’ve done my part to hurt us,

But I can say it out loud and apologize.

 

Clearly we want different things

You want distance and I want depth.

I wanna know you

Go to good lengths to show you love

And you seem happy taking half a step

 

You say I didn’t trust you,

but I think you struggle to trust yourself inside.

You think I need you to be perfect,

I just need you show up and try.

 

If love if a verb, you must feel so little

Yet you tell me you love me, you do.

Time’s easily made, and you say you’re unafraid

So I wonder what’s stopping you.

 

You swim on the surface

So you don’t have to leave.

I can’t breathe up there,

So I’ll wait for you here in the deep

 

I think I’ve suffered and stayed so long

Wishing you come around

But you’re still holding to some old belief

You shouldn’t too much love

To anyone but yourself

 

You say I didn’t surrender to you

But how can I if you never take the lead?

You think I need you to be perfect,

I just need you to be human and honest with me.

 

Why couldn’t you find

the courage to

Decide and just dive

Or just leave me behind

And let me be?

 

If love if a verb, you must feel so little

Yet you tell me you love me, you do.

Time’s easily made, and you say you’re unafraid

So I wonder what’s stopping you.

 

You swim on the surface

So you don’t have to leave

You call intimacy

But it ain’t intimacy to me

I can’t breathe up there

There ain’t nothing for me.

 

So I’ll wait for you

In the deep.

 

Let Me Love You

 

We stand in silence once again

I am in the crosshairs of your cold shoulder

It’s been some years and still you won’t let me in

I want to walk the depths with you.

 

What if silence is the sound

Of opportunity that’s dying out?

A Chance to heal through understanding

Slipping from our hands

 

Tell me what’s on your heart, my love

Tell me what’s on your heart.

Tell me, help me heal this great divide in the world

And let me love you.

 

I raise my voice in indignation

I scream “I’m not crazy”

But I think I could be

I know inside I’m just a wounded animal

Reaching for the comfort that only I can be.

 

What if anger is the cry

Of the child deep inside

Yearning for connection

To be heard and understood

 

Tell me what’s on your heart, my love

Tell me what’s on your heart.

Tell me, help me heal this great divide in the world

And let me love you.

 

What if we let our grown men cry

So our boys will grow up knowing

That emotions are not shameful things to hide

What if we let our women be

strong and self-accepting

So our girls can grow up feeling worthy

 

And if we speak this truth

If we set our suffering free

Imagine the connection

The

The expansion

The trance of our unworthiness

Giving way to love

 

Goddess

 

I know what’s behind that smile.

I know you’re tired.

Spent your life trying to be everything to everyone.

And I know that look in your eyes

Cause I’ve seen it in the mirror a thousand times.

That’s the face of a woman

Who doesn’t understand how much she’s loved.

 

And then the TV tells me

I should be like her, achieve like her

To earn the affection I so “desperately need.”

But the people who love me best

Don’t expect me to save the world.

They regard me as a goddess

And they always give me love for free.

And they say

 

You are what you are

And that’s all you’ll ever need.

Fierce like a warrior

And soft as a sunbeam.

Everything you’ve ever been

And everything you’ll ever be is holy.

Cause you are a goddess, baby.

 

It’s hard enough to be just me,

Rule my world from a place of reverie,

Forgive myself unconditionally,

And learn from my mistakes.

 

But then the movies tell me

I should look like her and laugh like her.

If I’m a quiet beauty

All will surely fall in love with me.

But the people who love me best

Like the way I laugh

And they don’t care what I wear.

They’d rather see me loud and proud

Than stay polite and pretty.

And they say

 

You are what you are

And that’s all you’ll every need.

Fierce like a warrior

And soft as a sunbeam.

Everything you’ve ever been

And everything you’ll ever be is holy.

Cause you are a goddess, baby.

 

You are the sun and the moon.

You are the earth and the sky.

You are the one who answers the prayers

That you’re laying down late at night.

You are the undefinable

And the one who is desperate to define.

You are the one you’ve been waiting for.

You are the love of your life!

 

You are what you are

And that’s all you’ll ever need.

Fierce like a warrior

And soft as a sunbeam.

Everything you’ve ever been

And everything you’ll ever be is holy.

Cause you are holy.

And your life is holy.

And your days are holy.

And your mind is holy.

And your body is holy.

And your laugh is holy.

And your tears are holy.

And your love is holy.

You are a goddess, baby!

 

You are

You are

You are

You are a goddess, baby.