COTTONWOOD

Amy Speace

Cottonwood and the desert sun
Too far away for me to run
Where would I go anyway
Dragging this old weight

All the work I’ve done before
Just opened up the basement door
Here I am face to the floor
Again

Let me in

A rage runs through my history,
Disguised in songs like mysteries
Thought I’d beaten back that beast,
At least that’s what I’d say

All the hurt I’ve carried round,
For 50 years it’s weighed me down
Felt more lost out there than found
There’s no one left to blame

Let me in

There’s the night I can’t recall
The freshman room, the dress ripped off
I watched it from above a fog
The famous actor on Broadway
The music man who promised fame
Names, names, names

I hid the truth between the words
That I’d sing in character
Under costumes on a stage
Names, names names
I’m tired of this masquerade

Let me in

Cottonwood and the desert sun…


IF YOU FALL

Amy Speace

If you fall, I’ll kneel beside you
So I can remind you how strong you are
I know it’s hard you need a softness
A little kindness A tender heart

I can see the hurt that you’re hiding
Behind the wall you’ve built with brick and sand
So let them fall those tears will heal you
I’ll can catch you When you land

If you’re lost I can guide you
From what I know from where I’ve been
Cause I’ve been lost inside a blindness
Somehow I found my way back again

I know the hurt that you’re holding
Behind the mask that you can’t even see
So follow me I can show you
Where the road goes that sets you free

Don’t you know there’s nothing you can tell me
That would turn my love for you to stone
So if you fall I’ll be beside you
To remind you you’re not alone
Yes when you fall, I’ll be beside you
Just to remind you, you won’t fall alone


LITTLE RED

Amy Speace

Little red little red
Run run away
There’s a wolf around back
And he’s headed your way

Little red little red
Don’t look in his eyes
He’ll woo you with a lullabye
Under a disguise

Oh little girl
Throwing sticks and stones
You’re raging at the world
But breaking your own bones


Little red little red
Still sucking on your thumb
Till it shakes and bleeds
And the skin goes numb

Little red I can see
Your back’s against the wall
You keep flailing your fists
In the middle of it all

Chorus

Little red little red
Steam coming out your ears
You’ve been fighting that dog
For too many years

Little red don’t you know you’re
Lost in the dark
All that screaming at ghosts
And punching at the stars

Oh little girl
With your ancient wounds
The wolf’s at the door
He’s howling at the moon


Oh little red
Throwing sticks and stones
At the mean old world
Don’t you know
You’re not alone


Blues for Joy

Amy Speace

 

The neighbors I can hear them playing cards in the backyard
The neighbors I can hear them playing cards in the backyard
I’m undressing in the shadows where the world ain’t so mean and hard

I’d call you if I could but I don’t know where you went
I’d call you if I could but I don’t know where you went
You packed your things so quickly, it’s just an emptiness you left

I felt the fog a coming like a slow leak in a tire
I felt the fog a coming like a slow leak in a tire
Wiped your smile off my face, stole the ashes of desire

Now a blue pill in the morning, a pink one before bed
A blue pill in the morning, a pink one before bed
They won’t bring you back, just stop the buzzing in my head

The neighbors I can hear them playing cards in the backyard
The neighbors I can hear them playing cards in the backyard
Don’t feel like I belong in a world so mean and hard


WHY I WAKE EARLY

(For Mary Oliver)

Amy Speace

I used to walk without shoes on the sand
These days I’m afraid of the heat
Once I leaned into my lover’s hands
Now I sing myself to sleep
I used to laugh and I used to cry
As easy as the sun descends in the west
She doesn’t argue over which way to fly
Just bows her weary head instead

These days I’m doing my best to stay honest
Getting older with each passing wave
The people I love and the prayers that I promise
Mean more to me now than they did yesterday
It’s true when they say the years spin too quickly
All those warnings like old clichés
The dawn is the best time to sit still and listen
It's why I wake early every day

[Oooh]

I borrow these words from a wise old poet
She’s left her rhymes to salt and sea
Spent her life circling flora and fauna
The cold northern mornings, the southbound geese
Her poetry moves me to open my arms
And pay more attention to you than to me
Love without knowing the end of the song
Watch it unfold with the greatest of ease
Know that it’s enough for me


THE OFFERING

Amy Speace, Jon Vezner

Welcome my father into heaven
A place with room enough for joy
Give him the childhood he was missing
When he was a little boy

Calm from my friend when she’s remembering
Guide her through the storm
Hear her tears like a confession
As those memories start to form

Hallelujah

Then, lift my soul out of this darkness
Take my pain in your hands
Whisper forgiveness like a mantra
In simple words I understand
Then take me to that promised land

Hallelujah


MY FATHER’S HOUSE

BRUCE SPRINGSTEEN

Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness falls

I heard the wind rustling through the trees
And ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
With the devil snappin’ at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in the night
My father’s house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
But I ran till I fell shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
Will never again sir tear us from each other’s hearts
I got dressed and to that house I did ride
From out on the road I could see its windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn’t recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story and who I’d come for
She said "I’m sorry son but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father’s house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling so cold and alone
Shining cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned