 Silent
Copyright 2000
Need
words: Ann Janish / music: Ray Lorigo
Staring blankly at the ceiling, walls crumbling
looks like yesterdays coffee cake (well . . . .)
Heal the need all around us The baby cries, he can't see that mother's
looking the other way . . . Heal the need Staring blankly at the ceiling, walls crumbling
looks like yesterday's coffee cake (well . . . .)
Heal the need all around us My love has it ended?
Ice replacing fire
Heal the need
Everything is as it should be . . .
copyright 2000 Ann Janish / Ray Lorigo
I Think I'll Disappear
words & music: Daniel Haskin
Sometimes I think I'll disappear
Down beneath the starry sky
With nothing left to dream about . . . with nothing left to dream
You are like a dark desire
Dangerous in your innocence
I long to disappear inside . . . I long to disappear Into your eyes it's a strange sad universe
With lots of pretty pictures
In my blue gallery
And when I close the door
On my blue bedroom
I'll slip inside . . . I'll slip inside
Our lives are like a growing shadow
That falls across this dusty floor
I'll hide this memory away
I swear I'll hold it close
You are like my lovers ghost
Frozen as the stars at night
I think I'll disappear inside
I think I'll disappear
Into your eyes it's a strange sad universe
With lots of pretty pictures
In my blue gallery
And when I close the door
On my blue bedroom
I'll slip inside . . . I'll slip inside
Sometimes I think I'll disappear
Down beneath the starry sky
With nothing left to dream about . . . with nothing left to dream
You are like a dark desire
Dangerous in your innocence
I long to disappear inside . . . I long to disappear
copyright 2000 daniel haskin
For Real
words: Ann Janish / music: Ray Lorigo
Many are as what they seem
It seems to me they all sound absurd
She counts the days just wishing that
She might wake up in someone else's world
They've come to make her
They've come to break her
They've come to take her
She's barely breathing
Her mouth is saying something who knows what
But to infinity she lies
Much too young for any consequences
She will be the last one to cry
They've come to make her
They've come to break her
They've come to take her She won't be leaving
copyright 2000 Ann Janish / Ray Lorigo
Silent
words: Tina Nastri / music: Ann Janish
Silent though she must have cried
Insistent saw lay in her side
No More. No More. No more to wear
Her glorious crown of green
Still she frets is this the day
A slip of paper thrown away
Still she frets us this the day You the eye that holds the knife
Carve this sorrow from these limbs
Hollow out, hollow out the end of life
Still she frets is this the day
A slip of paper thrown away
Still she frets us this the day
You who sees the breathing form . . .
I will be reborn
copyright 2000 Tina Nastri / Ann Janish
The Getaway
words: Ann Janish / music: Daniel Haskin
Night is falling, trouble on the way
You pass by my door, you'd be mine but for a day
Look so tired, eyes turning gray
To you getaway
There's talk about you and your master plan
I'd do much better maybe with another man
But you come and you chase my blues away
To your getaway
He's been thinkin' bout gettin' out of it
He's been running so long without a care
He'll find when he's old and tired and gray
That there's no getaway
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