The Slaughterhouse Sessions

Love You Strong 


Cry Till You Laugh

Wail Theory

 

Love has gone a-rocketing

That is not the worst;

I could do without the thing,

And not be the first.

 

Joy has gone the way it came

That is nothing new;

I could get along the same

Many people do …

 

Into love and out again,

Thus I went, and thus I go.

Spare your voice, and hold your pen

Well and bitterly I know

All the words were ever sung,

All the words were ever said;

Could it be, when I was young,

Someone dropped me on my head?

— “Wail” and “Theory” (Dorothy Parker) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Slow Down

 

I’ve been runnin’ in circles

I’ve been thinkin’ in squares

I’ve been swimmin’ in quicksand

And I’m comin’ up for air

 

Slow down

I gotta slow down

 

The Virgin de Guadalupe

Is on a candle by my bed

If you wanna see a scary movie

Just look inside my head

 

Slow down

I gotta slow down

 

I’m outside the inbox

I dance on my stopwatch

I’ve got tattoos and dreadlocks

In another universe

 

I wanna go to enchanted mountain

Where make believe is real

Where faith is alive

And love is all I feel

 

I’m gonna make time

Take time

To soak it all in

I’m gonna meet up

With my friends

I’m gonna lose my pride

Step aside

And let something new begin

 

Slow down

I gotta slow down

 

I’ve been runnin’ in circles

I’ve been thinkin’ in squares

I’m gonna drive out to the desert

My brain needs a little fresh air

 

Slow down

I gotta slow down

Oh, I’m gonna take it slow

—  “Slow Down” (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Roll On

 

Too many people

On the streets

With bills to pay

Babies to feed

Places to get to

With red lights in the way

If time is money

We’re coming up short today

 

Threadbare constellations

Nothing but black skies

Miles and miles of highway

With snow on the sides

Salt on the road

I got salt on my tongue

You can slide with the tears

And still roll on, roll on, roll on

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I ain’t gonna lose it

 

Times are hard

Times are lean

My friends are few

And far between

You, I need you

I need you

 

Low man on the totem poll

Wants to lasso the moon

Their standing on his shoulders

His hands are on their shoes

I been there

You been there

We know how it feels

To have your hands on everything

On everything but the wheel

I got my hands on everything

On everything but the wheel

 

Times are hard

Times are lean

My friends are few

And far between

 

Sister, I need my sister

Brother, I need my brother

You, I need you

We gotta roll on, roll on, roll on

 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I ain’t gonna lose it

—  “Roll On” (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Hand Me Down Blues:

Where’d you get those

Hand-me-down blues? 

You gave ’em to me

I gave ’em back to you

 

Now every time I see you

You’re layin’ around

Pullin’ you up

Is draggin’ me down

You’re draggin’ me down

 

How can things look up

If you’re starin’ at your shoes?

Talkin’ ‘bout the future

Like it’s yesterday’s news

 

You close the blinds

To block the view

And pull another all-nighter

In your hand-me-down blues

Your hand-me-down blues

 

Some things you don’t get over

You just get through

Life happened to me

And it happened to you

 

Hear the church bells chime

Feel the pendulum swing

Get ready for whatever

The day’s gonna bring

Sometimes I shake

Sometimes I sing

With the hand-me-down

Hand-me-down blues

 

Where’d you get those

Hand-me-down blues?

You gave ’em to me

I gave ’em back to you

— “Hand Me Down Blues” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Einstein’s Brain

 

If I had Picasso’s hands

Oh, the world I’d draw

If I had Einstein’s brain

Oh, the good I’d do

 

It’s like trying to sail

When I’m nowhere near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

 

Chances have come and gone

I’ve said hello and said so long

Missed the boat and caught a train

I lost my turn time and again

 

It’s like trying to sail

When I’m nowhere near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

 

Lately I’ve been thinking

I need to rest a while

You can go on chasing down the moon

Hey, I’m no Mickey Mantle

But I’ve got his smile

I cry till I laugh

That’s what I do

 

On the dance floor I’m no Fred Astaire

I’ve got two left feet and I don’t care

Without grace I still pray

With the answers light years away

 

It’s like trying to sail

When I’m nowhere near the sea

Some things come so easily

Not for me

 

If I had Picasso’s hands

Oh, the world I’d draw

And if I had Einstein’s brain …

— “Einstein’s Brain” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Sometimes

 

Sometimes, I just wanna lay down and cry

Even when I have no reason why

Sometimes, I know that I’m hard to understand

I’m more trouble than I’m worth

But you still hold my hand

 

Come close

Go away

I disappear

Or I stay

Only moonbeams know

Where my mind goes

Sometimes

 

I know what I miss

When I leave you like this

To be alone feels like a kiss

Goodbye

 

Sometimes, I just wanna lay down and cry

Even when I have no reason why

Come close

Go away

You know

I’m here to stay

Sometimes 

— “Sometimes” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

The Berlin Wall

 

Sun come up

I blink into it

Slink into it

Nothing to it

Morning glories heed their call

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

 

Hooded crows

A flock of grey

Pieces slowly chipped away

A souvenir to recall

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

 

He can take

And give it back

Am I to weep and crawl?

Newfound freedom is but a cage

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

 

Speak to me of beauty

Dream to me of flying over

Lay me down to sleep love

Cold against the shoulder of

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

 

That man is like the ocean wide

Takes me out just like the tide

I wake up on the other side

Of the Berlin wall

The Berlin wall

 

Sun come up

I blink into it

Slink into it

Nothing to it

Morning glories heed their call

The Berlin Wall

The Berlin Wall

— “The Berlin Wall” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till you Laugh

Hula Mary

 

She’s got a hula hoop

She knows how to use it

Throws an alley-oop

Every time she moves it

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue-jean dress

 

Some live life

As nothin’ but a no show

Leanin’ on the juke box

With their backs to the mojo

Hula Mary

She lights up the place

With a beer in one hand

And a smile on her face

 

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue-jean dress

What happened to the hippies

On the “Double Dutch Bus”

Whatever happened to peace and love?

 

When the tide comes in

People twist and shout

Down at the Blue Moon

People find out

About Hula Mary

And her free spirit

Some people might laugh

But she just don’t hear it

 

Some folks are wound too tight

To just let to

’Cause black and white

Is all they know

Hula Mary

She got nothin’ to hide

She’s tie-dyed on the inside

 

From dancin’ Todd to Frisbee Dan

Livin’ off the grid without a plan

They got it right without even tryin’

Too busy livin’ to think about dyin’

 

Hula Mary

With the yes yes yes

Doin’ the hula hoop

In her blue-jean dress

What happened to the hippies

On the “Double Dutch Bus”

Whatever happened?   

Whatever happened?

—  “Hula Mary” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till You Laugh

 

Come Tomorrow

 

We rode out the weather

Like a skippin’ stone

Came to a stop

Called it home

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

 

Turnin’ nothin’

Into somethin’

To rise from dirt

An uphill battle

To prove our worth

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

 

Sing about forgiveness

If you can forgive

Freefall in the dark

If you know how to live

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

 

All is to time

All at a cost

Pearls on a string

Fencelines to cross

Cathin’ the light

Before it’s lost

Come tomorrow

 

Green is the field

Gold is the sun

White is the cotton

I dry my tears on

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

 

We got the sun on our skin

We’re back on the road

We feel good again

We paid what we owed

Plant what you like

Come up from below

The sorrow

 

Lay down

Move on

Come tomorrow

We lay down

We move on

Come tomorrow

— “Come Tomorrow” (Terri Hendrix) from Cry Till You Laugh


Left Over Alls

Posey Road Stomp

 

I woke up this morning and I woke up some more

I had my shoes on before my feet hit the floor

A little shot of coffee and I’m ready to go

It’ll all be worth it come this time tomorrow

 

I just wanna make a difference

I just wanna make a difference

Some way

I just wanna make a difference

’Cause there will never be another now

Like the one right now

Today

 

Phoenix rising in the west

White doves take flight from inside my chest

I’m feeling sunshine, I hear children laughing

And I’m seeing people dancing to the groove

 

Well I woke up this morning and I woke up some more

I can’t go back to where I was before

I see a purple skyline framed in gold

I believe in the future about to unfold

 

I just wanna make a difference

I just wanna make a difference

Some way

I just wanna make a difference

’Cause there will never be another now

Like the one right now

Today

 —  “Posey Road Stomp” from Left Over Alls

 

Be Willing

 

Be willing

To travel far

For the answers are

In the great unknown

Be willing

To open your mind

To all you can find

In the great unknown

 

Who knows for certain

What time will allow

And fate will decide?

You’re old enough

To know nothing at all

You’re old enough

To know nothing at all

 

Now I know you’re strong

You can face the wind

I’ve seen you hold your ground

When those around you cave in

Your time

Is on the rise

If you dream like it is

And you live like it is

 

Who knows for certain

What time will allow

And fate will decide?

You’re old enough

To know nothing at all

You’re old enough

To know nothing at all


Be willing

To travel far

For the answers are

In the great unknown

 

You’re old enough

To know nothing at all

 — “Be Willing” (Terri Hendrix) from Left Over Alls

 

Waiting On Trains

 

Waiting on trains

I’m whistling off key

I’m rooted by the tracks

I’ve got one cigarette left,

It’s the one that I’m smokin’

I keep checking, empty pack

Off today, I’m off tomorrow

Off a whole lot in my mind

I’ve got a six-pack of thoughts

That takes the edge off

Of these times

 

There’s something in between

Me and my destination

Something in between

Something in between

Me and my destination

Just like a train, just like a train

 

Waiting on you, I’m waiting on me

I’ve been waiting for a long time

I think it

I think it waited

I think it left us behind

Just like a train, just like a train,

To be so loud and clear

If I could move like that

Baby, I’d put my soul to the tracks

I’d roll on, I’d roll on

Out of here

 

There’s something in between

Me and my destination

Something in between

Something in between

Me and my destination

Just like a train, just like a train

Just like a train

Coming on fast, fast, fast

Takes out the future

And haunts the past

I though me and you we’d

Last, last, last

But you’re gone

You are gone

Just like a train

 — “Waiting on Trains” (Terri Hendrix) from Left Over Alls

 


Christmas on Wilory Farm

Art of Removing Wallpaper 2003 Re-Release 2012

Christmas in August

Christmas in August who would have thought
I’d be hiding your presents hoping I didn’t get caught

It sure has been a crazy year 
the road got rough 
But we made it back here
Didn’t we 
Didn’t we 
Make it home Home home home

You’re not one for presents with ribbons and bows
It’s time with your family that matters the most
You believe in our dreams and wish them all true
No one sees this world quite like you do
Don’t you 
Don’t you 
Bring us
Home home home
 
Christmas in August our prayers have been heard
To remain unbroken means keeping our word
That’s what we did it’s a mystery
How we hold onto this world like lights on a tree
Didn’t we 
Didn’t we
Make it home
Home home Home

 

We made it home
Home home home
This is home
This is home

— “Christmas in August” from Christmas on Wilory Farm


The Spiritual Kind

Bottom of a Hill

 

I live at the bottom of a hill


Where its been known to flood


I close my eyes

Every time it rains


I pray I never have to move my stuff


 

I let the grass

Get a little to high 


So the dandelions can grow


What some call weeds

I call flowers


It’s my yard to mow

 

Property taxes

Have hit the sky


It takes two paychecks


And credit cards

To get by 


To keep my electric bill low


I turn off the AC

I open up the windows


 

They build the houses to close


You can hear the neighbors

That’s the proof


You don’t have to be no Indiana Jones


To jump from roof to roof

 

I roll up that hill

To get my pay


I roll back down it

At the end of the day


 

But I’m doing alright


I’m here with you tonight


I know where I am

And where I stand


In this great big world


 

I’m doing alright


Without a view of the city lights


I believe

I found my soul 


At the bottom of a hill

 

It’s the yin and yang

Of the business thang


Everyone sings

When the register rings


Everyone cries

When the money dries up


While you and I tough it out


 

We’ve got more wind chimes


Than we have trees


More prayers than time


To spend on our knees

I’m here for you

You’re here for me


Let there be no doubt

 —  “Bottom of a Hill” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind


The Spiritual Kind

 

I am the spiritual kind


I keep a cross in my pocket for some peace of mind


I hold onto it when I need a little faith


When I’m lost I find I’m the spiritual kind

 

I’m a little bit Catholic and a little bit Jew


I’m a little bit Baptist and Episcopal too


Some call what I say blasphemy


I’m the spiritual kind it makes no difference to me

 

My friend Cathy is the spiritual kind


She jumps in her Jacuzzi to clear her mind


She keeps a statue of Buddha by her hot tub


When her soul gets cold she gives his belly a rub

 

Some folks say he is and some say he ain’t


But for me Saint Christopher is still a saint


When I get lost he don’t leave me behind


He’s always been a guide for the spiritual kind

 

Antone and Jesse are up in heaven


Playin’ in the choir with their amps on eleven


Stubb’s feedin’ every angel he can find


You know it’s blues and bar-b-que for the spiritual kind

 

The Dalai Lama says the art of happiness


Is learnin’ how to live on a whole lot less


To understand it all takes an open mind


You know I’m just another student of the spiritual kind

 —  “The Spiritual Kind” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind

 

Acre of Land


 

To grow a garden


You’ve gotta have patience


You need to work in it everyday


 

Mother nature will give you the most resistance


But you can turn it into something anyway

 

Some throw seeds and cross their fingers


Some plant what they want in a row


 

If my thumb was just a little bit greener

I’d have what I’ve been trying to grow

 

I’ve been able to stand

On my own acre of land


And when the wind blows me away 


I’ve been able to stay

 

Some call it luck

Some call it will


I’ve got something inside

No storm can kill

 

My roots find water

When the rain dries up

I’ve been through the fire

I’ve been through the flood

 

The sun beats me down

But I get back up

 

I’ve been able to stand

On my own acre of land


And when the wind blows me away 


I’ve been able to stay

 — “Acre of Land” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind  

 

Soul of My Soul


 

The river knows how high

The water will rise


The wind knows just where

The fire will go


 

You know me

Just as well 


Better than

I know myself

 

Stay

Don’t walk away


Stay

Don’t walk away

 

Forgive my faults 


Sometimes

I shake the ground


Follow my life

My weakness

Is easily found

 

Soul of my soul

Skin of my skin


I breathe you out

I breathe you in

 — “Soul of My Soul” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind  

 

No Love in Texas

 

I can’t get no love in Texas
It’s just hot air and cactus
All work and taxes
Red lights and traffic

You know, I can’t get no love

Wanted to be your sexy
And still be naive
Wanted to be everything and more
Each time you looked at me

I gotta tell you, I can’t get no love

I wanted to be your only
Just a little bit of company
Now it’s a white-knuckled flight
Thinkin’ ’bout your fantasies
I got a copy of Fear of Flying
Tucked between my knees

I can’t get no love in Texas
It’s just hot air and cactus
All work and taxes
Red lights and traffic

I gotta tell you, I can’t get no love

Got these vampires at my window
Scratchin’ on the screen
They wanna take me on a head trip
And leave behind a crime scene

You know, that’s a freaky kind of love

Sometimes my soul gets junky
And I feel real funky
Like a bird in a cage or a dog on a chain
And like there’s a barrel of monkeys
Swingin’ through my brain

I can’t get no love in Texas
It’s just hot air and cactus
All work and taxes
Red lights and traffic

You know, I can’t get no love
I gotta tell you, I can’t get no love
You know, I can’t get no love, ooh

— “No Love in Texas” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind  

  

Jim Thorpe’s Blues 


 

The great Jim Thorpe was Indian pride


The athlete of the century was cast aside


They took his medals right out of his hand 


And buried nuclear waste on Indian land


Nuclear waste on Indian land

 

We’ve got high-tech people

With low-tech souls 


And dot-com wifi Internet polls


We curse the wind

And use the sun to tan


And bury nuclear waste on Indian land


Nuclear waste on Indian land

 

Run Geronimo run


They’re gonna seal the deal


With a forked tongue


If you knew back then 


What we know now


You’d run Geronimo run 


Yeah Yeah

 

We’ve got arrowheads

We’ve got beaded bags


With made in China stickers covered up by price tags


Somethin’ or nothin’ will one day be


Nothin’ for somethin’ for you and me


Nothin’ for somethin’ for you and me!

 

All I know about Indian history


Is what I’ve seen on the TV screen


I’ve been a tourist


I’ve had my picture made


And spent a fortune on a slot machine that never paid


Nothin’ for somethin’ for you and me

 

The great Jim Thorpe was Indian pride


The athlete of the century was cast aside


Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

It’s anybody’s guess who we can trust


It’s the guys in ties

Who will shake your hand


And bury nuclear waste on Indian land


Nuclear waste on Indian land

 — “Jim Thorpe’s Blues” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind  

  

If I had a Daughter

 

If I had a daughter

I’d tell her that the first breath of life is the easiest

From then on out it takes years of practice

’Cause if you know how to keep air in your lungs

Then you’ll survive when fate tackles you

Rubs your face in the Astroturf

And grinds its cleats into your back

 

If I had a daughter

I’d tell her that it’s better to be out there on the field of life

Takin’ hits and makin’ touchdowns

Than bitchin’ about the game in the bleachers

 

If I had a daughter

I’d teach her how to face life and its peaks and valleys

With grit, modesty, hope, compassion, and love

I’d want her to accept herself

I’d want her to watch the stars instead of her weight

Love her body

Feed her soul

Dance with her curves

See those blue veins as a masterpiece

Howl at the moon instead of her hair

And to live inside out

 

If I had a daughter

I’d teach her to hold her head high

And strut through this world as a more than instead of a less than

She’d trust her voice

Speak her mind

And seek the truth

’Cause if it talks like a duck and walks like a duck

Then yes, it might be a skunk

 

If I had a daughter

She’d know that gay or straight

Pin-striped or polka-dotted

Tie-dyed or solid

Straight-laced or bent

She’d have my acceptance and blessing

In regards to whomever she gave her heart to

But I’d give her a compass

So if she was lost

She could find her way back to reality

And when her soul hit the low notes

Or some fool used her heart for a kick drum

I’d teach her how to turn it into song

 

If I had a daughter

I’d want her to be willing

To venture into the great unknown

But I’d make sure she had the blueprints

To build her own universe

If I had a daughter

I would carry her with me

In every breath of every moment

I’d wake with her name on my lips

I’d go to bed with her dreams in my heart

If I had a daughter

 — “If I Had a Daughter” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind  

  

Mood Swing

 

Anita O’Day died yesterday

“Stop the Red Light’s On”

Stanley you said that the lady could play

With a word and make it a song


 

My head was spinnin’

Along with your records


I had too much homemade wine

From Ella Fitzgerald to Nina Simone


You made your music mine

 

Sing sing sing sing


Everybody start to sing

Now you’re singin’ with a swing

Swing swing swing swing

Everybody start to swing

Now you’re swingin’

While you sing

 

I took to the stage

Like a match to a page

I bought every songbook I could find


I was Wildcat Kelley

In “Don’t Fence Me In”

Singin’ Cole Porter


And “Ridin’ High”


 

My head was spinnin’

Along with the records

I played them just to unwind


From Hoagy Carmichael to Duke Ellington


I took the “A Train” to clear up my mind

 

Betty Carter on the outside of the field

You gotta run the red lights and never yield


Honk your horn and improvise

With knives and spoons


Spike Jones made a masterpiece

Out of a cartoon


 

Chet Baker

John Coltrane

Straight up

On the rocks

With nicotine stains


The Rat Pack, Vegas, and Keely Smith


Louis Prima wrote this song now here it is

 

Sing sing sing sing


Everybody start to sing

Now you’re singin’ with swing

Swing swing swing swing

Everybody start to swing

Now you’re swingin’ while you sing

 —  “Mood Swing” (Terri Hendrix) from The Spiritual Kind

 


Celebrate the Difference

Celebrate the Difference


 

A camel is a mammal

With a hump on its back


A duck has a bill

That goes quackity quack


You’ve gotta laugh


At the neck of the giraffe


And celebrate the difference

 

Pigs are big

Mice are tiny


Snails are slow

And fireflies are shiny


You’ve gotta smile

At the crocodile


And celebrate the difference

 

Celebrate the difference

When you take it all in


There’s more to meet the eye


Than the color of the skin


From the smell of the skunk


To an elephant’s trunk


Celebrate the difference

 

A tadpole turns into a frog


A puppy turns into a dog


A lion roars

An earthworm wiggles


A kitten purrs


And a hyena giggles

 

A rabbit’s ears

Go flippity flop


A pony’s hooves

Go clippity clop


Flippity flop

Clippity clop


Celebrate the difference

 

Celebrate the difference

When you take it all in


There’s more to meet the eye

Than the color of the skin


From the monkeys in the trees


To the bumble bees


Celebrate the difference

 

Celebrate the difference

When you take it all in


There’s more to meet the eye

Than the color of skin


Come big and small


Celebrate them all


Celebrate the difference

 — “Celebrate the Difference” (Terri Hendrix, Lloyd Maines, Anita Donlatto) from Celebrate the Difference

  

Play Ball

 

Step up to the plate and play ball

Step up to the plate and play ball


Hear those fans in the stands


Stomp their feet and clap their hands


Step up to the plate and play ball

 

From the bat to your glove
watch the ball


From the bat to your glove
watch the ball


You can catch it and you know it


It's your turn to show it


Step up to the plate and play ball  

 

It's your turn up to bat play ball

It's your turn up to bat play ball


Even if you get the jitters


Be a hitter

Not a quitter


Step up to the plate and play ball

 

Bases are loaded bring them home

Bases are loaded bring them home


Don't worry about that pitcher


He's a just a belly itcher


Step up to the plate and play ball

 

When the game is over shake their hands


When the game is over shake their hands

Even if you're in a funk


Don't be a little punk


Step up to the plate and play ball

 

Step up to the plate and play ball

Step up to the plate and play ball

Hear those fans in the stands

Stomp their feet and clap their hands


Step up to the plate and play ball

 

Play ball everybody

Play ball



Don't worry about that pitcher

He's just a belly itcher

Play ball

Keep your eye on the ball

Catch that ball


Bring me a snow cone!

Play ball everybody

Play ball!

 —  “Play Ball” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference

  

Get Your Goat On

 

Those that say it cannot be done


Should never waste the time of someone

Just like you and just like me


Putting it down in history


The way I see it you can stew or do


You can turn yellow

You can turn blue


Or you can strut your stuff down the avenue

And get your goat on

 

I’ve been one to wear a frown


Big enough to drag everybody down


I puckered up like I ate a lime


With my sour face

I ruined everybody’s time


The way I see it

You can cry or sing


Sit it out or shake your thing

Play the song  

Make it ring

And get your goat on

 

Get on up and dance everybody

Get on up and dance

Get on up and dance everybody

Get on up and dance

Don’t you care about who’s watching


Just get on up and dance


Get on up and dance everybody


And get your goat on

 

You can stand in the corner

And cry and pout


Or turn your frown inside out


Beep to the bop or just be a bummer


Get funky with the funk in your own drummer


The way I see it you can stew or do


You can turn yellow

You can turn blue


Or you can strut your stuff down the avenue


And get your goat on

 

Okay, the way I see it

You can snip to the snap


Beep to the bop

Bop to the bap


Be the king in the bling

Get your goat on


Shimmy and you shimmy

And you shake shake shake


Let your soul do the earthquake

It’s the icing on the cake


Get your goat on 

— “Get Your Goat On” (Terri Hendrix) Celebrate the Difference

 

First Place

 

You gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Run like you’re in first place

On the track of the human race

 

You gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Run like you’re in first place

On the track of the human race

 

It’s strange how much you can change

In one day

So take your doubt and kick it out

And in its place

Have a little bit of faith

 

You gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Run like you’re in first place

On the track of the human race

 

Sometimes you get the breaks

And sometimes you make

Nothing but mistakes

Sometimes there’s an open door

And sometimes there’s a wall

Where there wasn’t one before

 

You gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Run like you’re in first place

On the track of the human race

Yeah yeah

 

It’s hard to get out of bed

When you tried to win

But you lost instead

It’s hard to rise again

And get back on track

And know how to begin

 

You gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Run like you’re in first place

On the track of the human race

 

You gotta walk

You gotta talk

You gotta walk, talk, never look back

Never look back

 

You gotta walk like you mean it

Talk like you mean it

And never never look back

Never look back

Just run

Run, run keep on running

Don’t you look back

You’ve just gotta walk like you’re in first place

Talk like you’re in first place

Walk like you mean it

Talk like you mean it

Don’t you look back

 —  “First Place” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference

  

I Want to Be Your Friend

 

I’m new to the neighborhood

If you’d stop by and say hi

It would make me feel good

I miss my friends

I miss our old house, too

Now I’m all alone

With nothing fun to do

 

I’m looking around, looking around, looking around

I got my nose pressed up against the window pane

I’m wearing my brand new bathing suit

I was gonna go swimming

But it started to rain

 

All I know is I

I just want to be happy

All I know is I

I don’t want to be blue

All I know is I

I just want to be friends with you

I want to be friends with you

 

My parents keep telling me to give it time

But even the trees we planted are too small for me to climb

Our yard used to be grass and dirt

Now there’s a flower bed

But I’m still homesick and hurt

I’m looking around, looking around, looking around

I want you to stop by

So I can say hi

I’ve got my nose pressed up the window pane

I’m fogging up the glass

But I can still see the rain

 

You see I’m just a little bit shy

I don’t want to put my foot in my mouth

I talk a little funny I’m from way down south

I’m shy I’m new to the neighborhood

If you’d stop by and say hi

It would make me feel good

I’m looking around, looking around, looking around

If you come over today I won’t stare at the ground

To have a friend you’ve got to be one too

I’m gonna look you in the eye and say hello to you

 — “I Want to Be Your Friend” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference

  

Invisible Friend

 

Teacher says to dot my I’s

And cross my T’s

Color inside the lines

Like everybody else please

I’m off the page I’m everywhere

But in parenthesis

I don’t belong

I don’t belong

I don’t belong

Except with my …

 

Invisible friend

Invisible friend

What’s real to me

You call just pretend

Through the weekdays

And the weekend

I’m off with my invisible friend

 

Loop up the proof so I can see

The meaning of geometry

It all looks like Greek to me

I want out of here

Save my locker from inspection

Save the frogs from dissection

I’m not up for election

I want to disappear with my

 

Invisible friend

Invisible friend

What’s real to me

You call just pretend

Through the weekdays

And the weekend

I’m off with my invisible friend

 

We go flying above the trees

Nobody can see my friend but me

We go flying whenever we please

Just me and my invisible friend

 

Somebody tripped me at lunch

And I dropped my tray

Everybody clapped and looked my way

Then I had to suit up for softball

Coach made play

The light at the end of the tunnel today

Is my invisible friend

 

Invisible friend

Makes me tall

When I feel small

Through the weekdays

And the weekend

I’m off with my invisible friend

 — “Invisible Friend” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference

  

Nerves

 

Be nice

To your friends

That’s the way

That you make

New friends

Be nice

I hear you say

That’s the way

You need to be

To be nice

 

I heard you, and I’ll be kind

I’m glad you can’t read my mind

You’re getting on my nerves …

 

Ahhh let me tell you that

My room is my room

I’ll pick up my stuff, stuff

Under the bed under the rug

Out of site is up, up

I think that we-e-e-e both have had enough, ’nuff

These four walls do confine

I’m on yours

You’re on mine

 

Nerves!

 

Be nice

To your sister

Be nice to your brother, too

Makes you happy

When you’re nice

That’s the way you need to be

To be nice

 

I heard you, and I’ll be kind

But if you could read my mind

You’re getting on my nerves …

 

Ahhh let me tell you that

Joe just blew his nose

On each corner of his clothes

And baby Jane’s diaper’s fallin’

It was smelly

Now she’s ballin’

“Dinners ready, dinner’s ready, dinner’s ready”

I hear you callin’

These four walls do confine

I’m on yours

You’re on mine

 

Nerves!

 

Be nice

To your friends

That’s the way that you make new friends

Be nice

Learn to share

That’s the way you need to be to be nice

 

I heard you and I’ll be kind

But I’m glad you can’t read my mind

You’re getting on my nerves …

 

Ahhh let me tell you that

Last time I shared something of mine

It got broken

As for the friend that did it

Since then we have not spoken

“You should”

“You could”

“If I were you, I would …”

You’re not me

Can’t you see

If you could

You’d still be

On my nerves!

 — “Nerves” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference

  

Yeah Yeah Yeah

 

Give me back the ocean


While there’s fish in the sea


Give me back the land


While there’s still a single tree


Give me clean air


While I can still breathe


Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Give me back the grass


Before it’s all concrete


I’ll take the stars


Over lamps that light the street


Save the ozone


Or feel the heat


Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Everybody say, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sounds simple


But no, no, no it’s not


If people in power


Wanna pick every flower


Gotta save our planet


It’s the only one we got

 

Give me back the mountains


And the valleys in between


I like to swim in rivers


That are nice and clean


I want a car that runs on trash

Not gasoline


Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Everybody say, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sounds simple


But no, no, no it’s not


If people in power


Wanna pick every flower


Gotta save our planet


It’s the only one we got

 

Give me back the sky


Before you block the view


Give me back the forests


And the wetlands too


People in power


Need to get a clue


Yeah, yeah, yeah

 

Everybody say, yeah, yeah, yeah

Sounds simple


But no, no, no it’s not


If people in power wanna

Pick every flower


Gotta save our planet

It’s the only one we got


Save our planet

It’s the only one we got 

— “Yeah Yeah Yeah” (Terri Hendrix) from Celebrate the Difference



Breakdown

 

I had a breakdown

In a small town


And no one knew a thing


I went about each day


With my thoughts in the way


When I wanted to stop


I kept on moving

 

The emptiness

I felt inside


Was as deep

As it was wide 


Somehow

I was able to hide


It all behind a smile

 

Look at me puttin’ make-up on my face


What am I trying to add or erase?

If you put yourself in my place


You’d be able to see

 

We’re just skin and bone

We’re all just skin and bone


We’re not made of stone


Underneath it all

We’re just skin and bone

 

These days

When I need to be


Stronger than I am


I explode in the dark


No one hears a word


It’s like the dream

When you scream


But you can’t be heard

 

Now you can cover it up with wallpaper


Cover it up with paint

Or hang a masterpiece on the wall


Sooner or later

The day’s gonna come


When you have to face


What’s underneath it all

— “Breakdown” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

Enjoy The Ride

 

You don’t get me that’s okay


I can understand


I’m a scratch-off dreamer with a lottery ticket


In my hand

 

I’m another year older with a chip on my shoulder


Waiting for my hero to fall


But you hold up in the water


And that’s the wonder of it all

 

Just getting by

Or just getting through


Doesn’t cut it for me anymore

I’m ready to enjoy the ride


From deep inside


 

I want to know 


What I’m here for

 

Leave it to the drama queen


To make a scene and leave

In my hand me downs


And borrowed shoes


I had good intentions up my sleeve


But I overstayed my welcome 


And she split me in two


I shouldn’t have to be broken


To fit into her point of view

 

I’m so used to strange


I don’t know what normal is


Just when I get on my feet 


Something underneath me gives


But I can also feel the sun beneath my skin


I’m going through the motions


As I’m changing from within

 

Just getting by

Or just getting through


Doesn’t cut it for me anymore

I’m ready to enjoy the ride


From deep inside


 

I want to know 


What I’m here for

—  “Enjoy the Ride” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

It’s About Time

 

Dreams vary in size


When I’m down to the wire I compromise


I can do this

Or do that instead

But first I gotta get out of my bed

 

It’s carpe diem on a caffeine buzz

I’m chemically awake but my brains in a fuzz


As folks with too much time on their hands


Get right in the middle of the day that I’ve planned

 

It’s about time
and how I use it


It’s about time
and how I lose it


Time

It’s about time

 

Oh, time


I can’t beat it


Time, I can’t meet it

Time, I feel it slip by before I get a grip

 

It’s about time
and how I use it


It’s about time
and how I lose it


Time

It’s about time

 

Sometimes I pinch my wallet

Till my knuckles bleed


And I no longer want

What I think that I need


Sometimes I charge it up and come unwound


And spend my time turning what I did around

 

Its procrastination


Or living up to somebody else’s expectations

It’s beyond my means and over my head


I’m racing through the green light while I’m living in the red

 

It’s about time
and how I use it


It’s about time
and how I lose it


Time

It’s about time

 

Oh, time


I can’t beat it


Time, I can’t meet it

Time, I feel it slip by before I get a grip

 

It’s about time
and how I use it


It’s about time
and how I lose it


Time

It’s about time

 

I’m underpaid undersexed overworked overtaxed

Spammed slammed wham-bam and thank-you Ma’amed


I get up go to work

Come home go to bed 


Same old same old everyday everyday

I just want some time for myself don’t you get it


I just want some time for myself don’t you get it


 

Oh, time


I can’t beat it


Time, I can’t meet it

Time, I feel it slip by before I get a grip

 

It’s about time
and how I use it


It’s about time
and how I lose it


Time

It’s about time

—  “It’s About Time” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

One Way

 

One way

Is the only way you see things


It’s your way

Or not at all


And I’m feeling like a fool for feeling


That I could light you up inside

 

You’re closed and locked up for the evening


I see your shadow behind the blinds


And I’m feeling like a fool for feeling


That I could open up your mind

 

As I walk away I see 


Reality


Has caught up with me

 

You open my heart and you swim inside me


You open my soul and your blood runs through me


You’re too wrapped up in yourself to see 


How it hurts me


When you push me away

 

The only way out is the same way I came in


I’ll reach inside and I’ll pull myself through


I’m just another fool who tried


Just another fool who tried

To open you up inside


I give up


’Cause I’m tired of trying

 

As I walk away I see 


Reality


Has caught up with me

Reality

Has caught up with me

 

One way 


Is the only way you see things


It’s your way

Or not at all


Not at all

— “One Way” (Terri Hendrix) The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

Judgment Day

 

Everybody wants to use God


When they’ve nobody but themselves to blame


Everybody wants to use God 


When they do their dirty deeds in his name

 

From the Bible belt to the holy land 


They use his name to take a stand


They use their faith to make a plan


To lead to the destruction of man


Everything they embrace

Puts another child


In a Godless place 


Hands that kill

And hands that pray


Meet their maker come Judgment Day

 

Everybody wants to use God


When they’ve nobody but themselves to blame


Everybody wants to use God

When they do their dirty deeds in his name

 

When it comes to hate they’re unified 


When it comes to war they’re justified


And land is used to divide 


The weak from the strong


Everything they embrace

Puts another child

In a hopeless place

Hands that kill

And hands that pray


Meet their maker come Judgment Day

 

From the ancient scripture to the modern word


Everybody wants to use God


It’s not how it’s written

It’s how it’s heard


Everybody wants to use God


It takes a coward to manipulate

Everything that’s good


And turn it into hate


Hands that kill

And hands that pray


Meet their maker come Judgment Day

— “Judgment Day” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

Monopoly

 

Supersize my fries 


Bring back two apple pies


On your way out


Turn on the radio


Goodbye originality


Say hello to conformity


In the name of change 


We’re at an all time low

 

Watch what’s on the TV screen


Read the paper or a magazine


And you’ll see


That it’s all about control


I miss the spice


In the melting pot 


Of our lives


It all goes down easy

But it sure ain’t got no soul

 

Keep it down


Keep it down


I’m gonna keep it down


And turn it up
on another day

Keep it down


Keep it down


We’ve got to keep it down


And rise up


When you hear me say

 

There ain’t no clear channel


Clear channel its clear to see


One choice

Takes the voice


From individuality

There ain’t no clear channel 


Clear channel its clear to see


One choice

Takes the voice


Away from you

And away from me

 

At first it was the cafe


Then the mom and pops all moved away 


Now the billboards stand 


Where they could not survive


The local DJ lost his show


After 20 years on the radio


Now we’re stuck with what
the monopoly provides

I just want something new


To shake my soul and body to 


Set up the tent I need to be revived


Make the consultant history


Keep the playlist a mystery


And don’t make up my mind for me


’Cause I’m still alive

 

Keep it down


Keep it down


I’m gonna keep it down


And turn it up
on another day

Keep it down


Keep it down


We’ve got to keep it down


And rise up


When you hear me say

 

There ain’t no clear channel


Clear channel its clear to see


One choice

Takes the voice


From individuality

There ain’t no clear channel 


Clear channel its clear to see


One choice

Takes the voice


Away from you

And away from me

 

I say, “Hey, hey, FCC, don’t you turn your back on me!”

— “Monopoly” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

One Night Stand

 

Here I am in a size too small

In a crowd too large on a stool too tall

I drown my brain to ease my pain

But I remember everything that hurts

I was a spring chicken when I flew the nest

Now here I am with sagging breasts

Out of the coop and into the city

With a worm in the bottle and a drink for my pity

 

I’m burning through cigs like logs in a freeze

As my pantyhose slide down around my knees

The hurdle is the girdle but it keeps my tummy tucked in tight

It’s a tug of war with gravity

To lift it up or to let it be

There’s more to me than what you see

But you can’t shake my tree

 

You don’t know who I am

You don’t know

You may think that you may know

Just who I am

But you don’t know

 

You see a cheap hotel

For just one night

You read vacancy on my neon light

I’ve learned to be as lonely as I let myself be

 

I’m in the middle of middle age

Don’t think you can turn my page

I’m living like I got nothing to lose

And looking like someone you think you can use

 

But you don’t know who I am

You don’t know

You may think that you may know

Just who I am

But you’re not even close

You don’t know who I am

You don’t know

You may think that you may know

Just who I am

But you don’t know

— “One Night Stand” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper

 

Hey Now

 

Hey now

It’s gonna be alright

Hey now, I believe

 

Kiss the evening sky and say bye bye bye

Tomorrow knows no sorrow like today

And should it come to pass

The day’s no better than the last

We’ll live it best we can anyway

 

We’ve all had highs we’ve had lows

It’s a fact of life that everybody knows

And should it come to pass

The day’s no better than the last

We’ll live it best we can anyway

 

When your heart is in the desert

And your dreams are in the stars

When you look up

And you just want to cry cry cry

keep reaching for the sun

Face the storms one by one

With faith that you will get by

 

We’ve all had highs we’ve had lows

It’s a fact of life that everybody knows

And should it come to pass

The day’s no better than the last

We’ll live it best we can anyway

 

When trouble’s at your door

And you can’t take it anymore

Call on your strength from within

May your soul be your guide

To come out the other side

May you shine in the sun once again

 

Hey now

It’s gonna be alright

Hey now, I believe

— “Hey Now” (Terri Hendrix) from The Art of Removing Wallpaper


The Ring

Goodbye Charlie Brown

 

Goodbye Charlie Brown


Hello new century


Open up your schoolbooks to

The new page in history


 

Where did the time go?

When was the change?

How can something familiar

Suddenly look so strange?

 

Goodbye knowing


All that you thought you knew


It’s time to guess

And place a bet 


On what this world

Is coming to

 

Say that you’re with me 


Say that you’ll stay


Goodbye Charlie Brown


Things are coming around my way


 

Reality is what you see

When you want to know 


Close your eyes

And let it all go


Or turn on the TV

Turn up the show


And hold on

 

Goodbye Charlie Brown


You kick that ball

You hit the sky


Damn the soul

That shoots you down


’Cause they don’t have the guts to try


No, they don’t have the guts to try


 

It’s tomorrow in Australia


This world is gonna stick around


Nothing’s coming to an end today


Goodbye Charlie Brown

— “Goodbye Charlie Brown” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

 

Spinning Off

 

It’s hard to play the role

When you’re feeling bizarre


Hard to stay grounded

When you’re seeing stars


I’m spinning off

And I don’t know how to land


 

I held my temper

Till it burned my hands


Flew off the handle

Now nothing stands


I’m spinning off

And I don’t know how to land


 

You can take me


Take me down


Take me down

Or lift up the ground


I’m spinning off

And I don’t know how to land


 

I went outside

And gave the world a toss


I shook out my change

I counted the loss


Did you take it

Or did I give you a hand

 

The hard way

Is how I’ve learned

I have little to show

For what I’ve earned


I’m spinning off

And I don’t know how to land


 

I’m spinning off  

High above the flames


I lowered myself

To the level of the games


Nothing’s turned out

Like I planned


 

I’ve been putting out fires

All over town


What took me years to build

Is all coming down

I’m spinning off

And I don’t know how to land


 — “Spinning Off” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

 

“I Found The Lions”

I found the lions


I escaped their jaws


I kept a few of their teeth 


But I let them keep their claws

 

I found the lions

Or maybe they found me


Could have been bad luck 


Or could have been my destiny

 

I played dead 


But my pulse was too loud


The hyenas giggled

The lions formed a crowd

 

I played dead 


The buzzards in the tree 


Waited for the lions

To make a meal out of me


 

Don’t mess with the mighty mighty jungle


Swim through the ocean


Eat the fish in the sea

Don’t mess with the mighty mighty jungle


Because where you find the lions


You will find me


 

I found the lions 


I fell into their lair


No one was there to help me

No one was there to care

 

I found the lions

Or maybe they found me


When you stumble in the jungle


It is all a mystery


 

I played dead


They tossed me around

I kept one eye on the buzzards

And the other on the ground


 

I played dead 


My blood turned thin


The hyenas giggled

As the lions closed in


 

Out of me

Out of me


You’ll get a little grub


A little bit of skin


And a bone for the cub


 

No monkey

No beast


No dinner

No feast


No flood of blood

To say the least


 

Out of me

Out of me


You’ll come to find 


I’m the king

Of your state of mind


 

Out of me

Out of me

Out of me you’ll get


All that you

Will come to regret

 —  “I Found the Lions” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

  

Truth Is Strange

 

Here comes my history

I see it all in front of me

Why I lied is a mystery

It never brought me piece of mind

 

If I could tell it like it is

There would be no times like this

The facts are hit and miss

And won’t leave me behind

 

Truth is strange

I wish I could change

Everything I’ve said

And everything I’ve done

There is no compromise

In the room of lies

In the room of lies

The truth shall come

 

I want to keep I straight

I want to rest at night

I want to be the one true thing

You count on to be right

I want my history

To be something we outlast

So when we see it face to face

We know it’s in our past

 

Trust is gone with the first lie told

Trust is gone

With the truth you withhold

Truth is strange

 — “Truth Is Strange” (Terri Hendrix) from The  Ring 


  

Another Planet


Janet from another planet

Says Johnny can


Make a big come back

From Johnny land



When the rabbit ears work

On the TV set


They settle for the only channel

They can get


Rosanne from another land

Says Dan’s fridge


Has photos of his folks

And his two kids


She gave him a glossy five by seven

He stuck a magnet on her face

And put her photo on the oven



This whole world

Is round like a ball 


You either roll with it

Or don’t roll at all



Ninety miles an hour

Just to get home


I go ninety miles an hour


Just to sleep alone



June from the moon was FFA


She put on her blue coat every day


She’d take it off for a roll in the hay

Now she’s OA

And single at the PTA



Bobby-Joe from San Angelo


Owns a chicken-fry diner in the Stop-n-Go

It’s the last stop on this galaxy


And the only thing the truckers want

Is the coffee free



From another planet

From another planet


We want a taste of what ain’t ready yet


Under the lid

Steamin’ in a pot

It’ll burn your tongue

When it’s young and hot



From another planet

Off Sycamore Street


We drink wine in paper cups

And stare at our feet



We’ve been the flat

We’ve been the spare


And the fifth wheel on a ride

We call solitaire


I sleep alone

’Cause my heart

Turned to granite

I sleep alone

’Cause I’m from another planet

— “From Another Planet” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

Consider Me


Do I kiss you like you need to be kissed?

Miss you like you need to be missed?

If I do I need you to consider me


If it’s all about you baby let me go

You’ve been around me long enough to know

I need you to consider me


I hold you like I need you to hold me

I know what that’s worth

For the tide shall take back those not grounded

Faithfully to this earth


I call you like I need you to call me

I do what I say

I show up on time

You back out on me every day

Every single day


We go around and around again

We return where we begin

If the opposite of what you say is true

What am I to you?

— “Consider Me” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

 

Nightwolves


Where do you go

To get your kicks

When the sun sets low

Across the sticks

What do you take

To get your fix


And leave it in the rear view


It’s in the rear view left behind


You don’t look back for peace of mind


You uncurl just as I wind


Up with the night wolves



They come to me with yellow eyes 


As the moon touches the sky

What do you do to ignore their cries


And leave it in the rear view


It’s in the rear view kicking up dust


You let it go and you adjust


As for me 


I’ll be


Up with the night wolves



I spend my days half asleep 


’Cause every night

I’m up counting sheep


The flock is mine

And mine to keep


I’m up with the night wolves



The tick of the clock

The pains and the aches


The unpaid bills

And the past mistakes


The cold of the night is coming through

I can’t leave it in the rear view



The images won’t let me be 


What you don’t notice

I can see


As you rest

You’ll find me

Up with the night wolves

— “Nightwolves” (Terri Hendrix, Glenn Fukunaga) from The Ring

The Fact Is


The fact is


I can’t get up off my ass


I had a head-on with a thought


I want to catch

What can’t be caught



So give it a rest


And I’ll do what’s best


Right or wrong


Don’t rush me


I’m coming along



The fact is 


Life is expensive


I’ve paid dues from here to Mars


Each leap of faith has left its scars



I’ve been who I am 


I’ve been who I’m not


Both have led me to this place 


To catch what can’t be caught



I did what they said 


I did what you said too


Both have led me to find


My own point of view


Right or wrong


The fact is


I’m comin’ along



The fact is


We go head to head 


And heart to heart


And I’m holding it together


While I’m falling apart



So let’s give it a rest


I’ll do what’s best


Right or wrong


Don’t rush me


I’m coming along


The fact is 


I’m coming along

— “The Fact Is” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

"The Ring"


When we were kids


We'd lay awake at night


And listen to my mom and dad talk about money


When times were tight


My mom would raise her voice


My dad wouldn't say a thing


He'd walk outside


Turn on his workshop light


And he'd work on a ring



My dad earned the Soldier's Medal


And the Purple Heart in Vietnam


He learned how to make jewelry


To ease his mind on the ship back home


The war left him changed


He never said a thing

Every time he thought about it


He'd work on the ring




We watched him through the window


As he worked one afternoon


He held the silver half dollar in his hand


As he tapped the edges with a spoon


When I asked my dad if he was mad


He never said a thing


It seemed to ease his troubled mind


As he worked on the ring




Every holiday


We gather round the table


As my dad prays


And when we close our eyes


Sometimes I think my dad cries


And those words left unspoken


I've come to understand


What's kept our family together


Is worn on my mother's hand



For my mother


He made a ring


For my mother


He'd do most anything


A quiet man


With words unspoken


Proved his love could not be broken


Out of a half dollar


My father


Made my mom a ring


Out of a half dollar


My father


Made my mom a ring


— “The Fact Is” (Terri Hendrix) from The Ring

 

Places in Between

Goodtime Van

 

Susan headed out in her good times van

She took off to good times land

With no plans and a dog for company

Susan waved goodbye to me

 

I said Suz, it’s what you choose

You got to do what you got to do

There’s gonna come a day that you’re gonna reminisce

About the days you were better than this

 

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Who you are

Where you’ve been

Are so much better than this

You are so much better than this

 

In a good times van you’re gonna go everyplace I’ll only dream of

You’ll roll back the seat to make a bigger space

To sleep and wake and make a lil’ love

Suz, stay away from that vino

Keep yourself up with a cup of cappucino

Hit the road till it hits you back

And when it does cry till you laugh

 

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Who you are

Where you’ve been

Are so much better than this

You are so much better than this

 

You are better than running

Better than hiding

Better than deciding

What you wanna do

Till it’s too late

 

Fake it till you make it

Make it till you can

See the sunshine through the darkness in a plan

You might bite your nails to the nubs

When you’re wired to the tire that the road rubs

 

Susan stay gone in your good times van

You’ll make it big in your good times land

If I was younger I’d do what you done

But I’ve grown roots where I said there’d be none

 —  “Goodtimes Van” (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between

 

 It’s a Given

 

Everything in motion

Between the moon and the ocean

Stops when I hear your name

My head is in line with my heart this time

And my body feels the same

Every time I see your face my world falls into place

And my thoughts take flight

Tell me that you feel, tell me that you feel

Tell me that you feel the way I do tonight

 

It’s a given

It’s a given

It’s a given

Don’t you take it away

 

Every single color fades into the other

Every time that we say goodbye

You’re my compass in the dark

You guide my heart

As my dreams solidify

Let me take your doubt

I couldn’t do without you

Yeah, our deal is still on

Tell me that you feel, tell me that you feel

Tell me that you feel the way I have all along

 

It’s a given

It’s a given

It’s a given

Don’t you take it away

 

Calling, I’m calling your name

Although I know you’re nowhere in sight

I feel you just the same

Even though you are not with me

I feel you tonight

 

Everything in motion between the moon and the ocean

Stops when I hear your name

My head is in line with my heart this time

My body feels

My body feels the same

It’s a given

 —  “It’s a Given” (Terri Hendrix) from Places In Between

  

Places in Between


 

Sweet sweet Betty with the big blonde hair and the dark brown roots


Always has her bright pink lipstick goin’
with a lil’ bit showin’ on her left front tooth


Sweet sweet Betty meets me at the bar on the corner of 11th and Green


To talk about politics and lunatics and places in between


 

Lil’ Jenn has her world in a swirl ’cause she fell in love with a coffee girl

Fell in love at the corner café with a 20 year old who swings both ways


Lil’ Jenn meets me at the bar on the corner of 11th and Green


To talk about politics and lunatics and places in between


 

There are places in between


I’ve been here goin’ on 10 years


I told him all of my dreams


He said he’d buy me a flat in New York City



 

Debbie dates a millionaire she capped her teeth and dyed her hair


Betty and Jenn and me all swear she’s never paid her tab 


There’s no choice if you know what I mean


The only game in town we got is this scene


Someday we say we’ll make a getaway

In a limo and not a cab


 

There are places in between


I’ve been here goin’ on 10 years


I told him all of my dreams


He said he’d buy me a flat in New York City



 

Sweet sweet Betty can smoke and eat and talk at the same time


She’s doin’ hair and make-up at Claire’s and says if I did I’d fit in fine


There’s somethin’ in a town this small that I find way too tall


I fear I’ll get stuck here ’cause I can’t climb

 

There are places in between


I’ve been here goin’ on 10 years


I told him all of my dreams


He said he’d buy me a flat in New York City



 

I guess I ain’t goin’ to New York City 

—  “Places in Between” (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between

Wish


 

Three days in a wishing well

It’s too early to tell if it will come up roses


I suppose if you’ve got a penny

Give me the skinny and throw it in


 

Three days in a wishing well

Hope has died


In spite of all you tried

You are

In a tailspin



 

Oh why bother at all

Get your hopes up

Just to feel them fall


On the ground

On the ground

On the ground

On the ground

Underwater, I can tell

The secret is

At the bottom of the well 



 

Three days

Times three

Times you

Times me 


I can hear it in your spirit

I can see it in your eyes


Somehow

You wanna know

Wanna know

Wanna know right now


If I will allow

You to rise



 

Hey are you ready to bail?

Throw it to hell and let it be

History


Listen to me

Like I listen to you


 

I’ll lead you on

Long after you’ve gone


You’ll never know

I’ll never tell


The secrets

At the bottom of the well

 — “Wish” (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between

 

 Joy or Sorrow


 

Without doubt

And without fear


May you find

Some comfort here


May there be hope

To help you cope


When what you need

Is nowhere near



 

Make your mark

Unto these years


Shape your world

With salt and tears


Carry on

When your will has gone


Be it joy

Or sorrow

 

Given time 


Given faith


Given courage

To embrace


Changes

As they each take place


Be it joy

Or sorrow



 

Grab this earth

Just like a wheel


You’ll eat some dirt

As you get the feel


Keep it sane

Keep it real


Be it joy

Or sorrow

 

Amid the noise

Amid the haste


May your soul take root

In open space


Rise above your worries

With truth and grace


Be it joy

Or sorrow

 — “Joy or Sorrow” (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between

  

Throw My Love

 

I throw my love against the wall

I watch it slide as it falls

And I think to myself

What did you do that for?

I walk away, I hear sweet things that you say

Then I turn around

And I come back for more

I throw my love against the wall again, again

 

I throw my love against the wall

That seems to be my fate

It keeps me up and walking through these nights I’ve come to hate

You can turn something into nothing at all

And you can make a big thing

Out of something real small

I throw my love against the wall again, again

I throw my love against the wall again, again

 

I threw my love one time too many

I used to have friends

Now I don’t have any

Who will listen to me?

I’m feeling all alone

It’s like I’ve got no choice

I’ve got to hear your voice

I don’t like to see what you bring out in me

I throw my love

And I wait by the phone

 

I throw my love against the wall again, again

I throw my love against the wall again, again

 —  “Throw My Love” (Terri Hendrix) from Places In Between

 

Invisible Girl

 

I was at a bar with my boyfriend

And my best friend Jennifer

She was looking at him he was looking at her

’Cause I am the invisible girl, invisible girl

Oh, I am the invisible girl, invisible girl  

Yeah, yeah

 

She drank her beer then she ran her tongue

Along the rim of the glass

She giggled when he wiggled

And she said to my boyfriend

You’ve got a nice ass

 

Invisible girl invisible girl

I look out from my invisible world

No one sees me as real

But I am

Invisible

 

I left them at the bar

I waited in my car

And I drove to her place

By the time I walked in

He was already done and she was slapping his face

I could have told her before she went and did it

That my man took less than half a minute

I laughed at them both

I think that they heard

But they couldn’t see me

So they didn’t say a word

 

They’re never gonna see me as real

I’m always gonna be the only one to feel

Anything at all

Every time I fall

Call me the absentee

They’re never gonna see

I’m never gonna be visualized

I’ve realized

That when I cut the ties

No one but me is ever gonna see

Ever gonna see

The invisible girl

 

Invisible girl

I look out from my invisible world

No one sees me as real

But I am

Invisible

 —  “Invisible Girl” (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between  

 

Fair

 

This house is cold and lonely

I’ve got no one to hold me

I’m bent and spent and tired

And wired for the night

I can hold dearly

To what I can see clearly

So come back sunshine

And give me some light

Everything is twisted and tangled up inside

Hold me

Unfold me

Until I come untied

I need you for solid ground

If you run deep, you’ll stick around

I’m inside out and upside down

I’m ready to confide

 

Nothing is fair but the weather

We’ll come together

Or we’ll come apart

Nothing is fair but the weather

It’s starting to come down

On my heart

Nothing is fair

 

The world spins

The day begins

When you open up your eyes

The world keeps spinning

New beginnings

I want to take out across blue skies

 

Say what you’re gonna do

Do what you say

I’m strong enough to leave you

If you’re not strong enough to stay

This house is cold and lonely

This house will never hold me

This house is

As this house was

There’s got to be a better way

 —  “Fair” (Terri Hendrix) from Places In Between

 

Moon on the Water

 

It’s hard to see

See in the darkness

It’s hard to find

Your way home

And if there is no home when you get there

It’s hard to reach your way out of being alone

 

This canyon has an echo

Like the hollow in my heart

And the wind has a sigh

Like the soft in a cry

And I am just the bitter

In a woman growing wise

Oh moon on the water

Help me to rise

 

Hope is to the flame

Like passion is to romance

You’ve got the candle inside the dreamer

See it how it lights their eyes

No one can see me

When I’m cold as ashes

I get burned out

I’m tired

Like the fade of the sky

 —  “Moon on the Water”  (Terri Hendrix) from Places in Between 

 


Live (Live at Cibolo Creek Country Club)

 

Clicker

 

Springer’s on TV again

Talkin’ with the Ku Klux Klan

I got the clicker in my hand

I need to get a life


 

Everyone looks double dumb

Backwoods moonshine low rent scum


It’s the highlight of my night at home

I need to get a life

 

Someone asked me

Ten years ago


Where will you be 10 years from now?

I said I didn’t know

I need to get a life

 

Now we’re on to “Real TV”

Videos of tragedies


Caught on tape for all to see

For those that need a life


Watcha gonna do when they come for you


Bad Boys, Bad Boys, watcha gonna do?

Mouth breathers need a clue

And need to get a life

 

Someone asked me

Ten years ago


Where will you be 10 years from now?

I said I didn’t know

I need to get a life

 

You can change the channel you can change the scene


I tell myself this everyday

In front of my TV screen


Yeah Yeah Yeah

 

Got the clicker in my hand


I’m changin’ channels once again


You can buy religion

You can buy a life


If you send them money

They’ll pray for you


True believers faint on cue


I believe God is free

For those that need a life


 

Next stop is 1-900 call a girl tonight


Blonde or black they talk back

To those that need a life


I need a life I need a clue


I want an infomercial with a lil’ more glue


Something I can stick to

To claim I have a life

 

Someone asked me

Ten years ago


Where will you be 10 years from now?

I said I didn’t know

I need to get a life

 

Springer’s on TV again

With who did who with who’s best friend


I got the clicker in my hand


I need to get a life

I need to get a life


What could be sicker than me with my clicker?

— “Clicker” (Terri Hendrix) from Live in San Marcos

 


Wilory Farm

Flowers

 

He talks in flowers

Says he misses me

But he’s too busy to see me

My thoughts on this matter are that

He talks in flowers

And it feels like thorns

 

He talks in bouquets

I drink, drink it up like a cabernet

He knows when to call

And just what to say

He talks in flowers

And it feels like thorns

 

He takes me for a ride

Plucks my heart off my sleeve

Rips it up and throws it aside

Rips it up and throws it aside

Aside, aside, aside, aside

And it feels like thorns

 

Oh, he talks in flowers

It’s someday this

And someday that

The days roll in

And the days roll past

He talks in flowers

And it feels like thorns

—  “Flowers” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm

 

Walk On Me

 

I used to live downstairs in a rundown apartment

My neighbors upstairs were loud

I could hear the sound of them walkin’

Upstairs, downstairs, I felt when I lived there

That they were walkin’ on me

 

I remember when he moved in

He laid rugs across the hardwood floors

He tacked posters up on every door

And said, “I can’t get no space.”

Upstairs, downstairs, I laughed it off with a shrug

I rolled out like a rug

I let him walk on me

 

Walk, walkin’ on me

Walk, walkin’ on me

I reached for the ceiling

But I settled for the floor

I said, “Come on, walk on me.”

 

I remember when he moved out

He took everything I owned and left an empty house

He left a note tacked on each door

With a list of reasons why he left me for her

Upstairs, downstairs, the apartments began to shake

With the sound of me rollin’ up off the ground

Screamin’, “I’ve had all I can take.”

—  “Walk On Me” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm

 

Wallet

 

Bend like a willow

Flow like a reed 
  

Live like a bird

Change like a leaf

And keep my name on your mind


And my number in your wallet


For when you’ve got the time

 

I’ve got a yard

Without a fence


A heart you can hold

Your body against


So keep my name on your mind

And my number in your wallet


For when you’ve got the time

 

Need need need

I’ve got a need to be wanted


And a need to be free


 

Need need need

I’ve got a need to be wanted


And a need to be free

 

You’ve got to live with passion


Love with the same


Hold the key to your chains

And keep my name on your mind


And my number in your wallet

For when you’ve got the time

 

You’ve got to own your own universe

Roll in the grass

Kiss this earth


And keep my name on your mind

And my number in your wallet


For when you’ve got the time

 

Need need need

I’ve got a need to be wanted


And a need to be free


Need need need

I’ve got a need to be wanted


And a need to be free 

— “Wallet” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm  


Sister’s Apartment

 

Sister’s movin’ into 
your sister’s apartment


Dad he’s upset and Mama’s a cryin’


Dogs are barkin’ at the wind


Trees are bendin’ with this 
storm rollin’ in


Neighbors are a gossipin’


Kids at school are gigglin’


’Cause sister’s


Movin’ into your sister’s apartment

 

Sister’s movin’ into your 
sister’s apartment


She’s tired of the lyin’


She’s tired of the hidin’


All hell is breakin’ loose


Mama took me to a doctor to check if I was one too


Neighbors are a gossipin’


Kids at school are gigglin’


’Cause sister’s
 movin’ into your sister’s apartment

 

Sister’s movin’ into your 
sister’s apartment


Sister’s movin’ into your 
sister’s apartment


I’ll tell you once I’ll tell you again


Tell you one more time and maybe somethin’ will sink in


Neighbors are a gossipin’


Kids at school are gigglin’


’Cause sister’s

Movin’ into your sister’s apartment

— “Sister’s Apartment” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm

 

Hole In My Pocket

 

I'm living on the outside

And I'm looking in


I've been feeling like a window


Sometimes I break like a window


 

Love is a liquid

Open like a river


I've been reachin' for the ocean


I break before I see the waves

 

Show me ways to save my soul


Show me ways to save my soul


I've got a hole in my pocket


Where it all slips away

 

Where has my head been

Since the needle took a spin?


It took the stitch out of my thoughts when


I had my life in place

 

I'm livin on the outside

Now I'm lookin in

I can't get it together again


You've gotta show me

Show me

 

Show me ways to save my soul


Show me ways to save my soul


I've got a hole in my pocket


Where it all slips away

 

There is less and less inside of me

A little bit less

And a little bit less

With each day


Oh wrap me up

Hide me


There's gotta be somethin’ left

Oh somethin’ I can save

 

Hole in my pocket 


Hole in my pocket


I've got a hole in my pocket

Where it all slips away

— “Hole in My Pocket” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm

 

Gravity


Freefall off the mountain freefall into space

The world spins by as I fly off into another state

Why - do we crash into the blue?

Why - does a high never last into the blue?

All you have to blame it on - is gravity

In you, in me, in me

 

I dreamed I was a satellite

Doing circles 'round the earth

I woke to find myself entwined in a blanket of dirt

Why - do we crash into the blue?

Why - does a high never last into the blue?

All you have to blame it on - is gravity
in you, I have a lot of gravity in me

All you have to blame it on - is gravity
in you, I have a lot of gravity in me

Mayday I'm comin down

Mayday I'm gonna crash

I wake in bed in a cold sweat

And think of all these prayers I should have asked

Why - do we crash into the blue?

Why - does a high never last into the blue?

 

All you have to blame it on is gravity

In you, I have a lot of gravity in me

All you have to blame it on is gravity

In you, I have a lot of gravity in me

Why?

Why?

— “Gravity” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm

 

The Know How

 

Car needs an oil change


Bedroom needs a coat of paint


My mind needs a scene change

I’m sick of where I've been

 

I’m in front of the TV


Spittin’ out sunflower seeds

Hidin’ from the landlord


Who’s comin’ for my rent

 

I’m all out of money


And I’m all out of time

I’m all out of patience right now


I’d get it together if I could


But I just don’t know how

 

There was nothin’ in the brochure


To warn me of the danger


I’d have on this adventure

When I got out of my bed


 

My landlord’s knockin’

Knockin’ like an engine


Rockin’ like the pistons


Inside of my head

 

Every stray can find his way back

If he’s got a road map

I’ll stop and get directions


Or I just might disappear


 

There’s got to be a better stop

Than livin’ life through a pawn shop


I’ve got somethin’ inside of me

And nothin’ left here

—  “The Know How” from Wilory Farm

 

Lluvia de Estrellas

 

Lluvia de Estrellas (Rain of Stars)


En mi corazon esta noche 
(In my heart tonight)

Lluvia de Estrellas (Rain of Stars)


En mi alma (In my soul)

En mi vida (In my life)

Esta noche 
(Tonight)

 

In Boquillas

The sun sets around us


We sing and play to the moon


The children’s big brown eyes


Light up the foothills of the mountainside


Everybody sings

In harmony to the tune

 

Un brincador de montanas 
(A jumper of mountains)

En mi alma (In my soul)

Is who you are to me

Un brincador de montanas 
(A jumper of mountains)


En mi vida (In my life)

A travez del cielo (Across the sky)


When I choose to see

 

Mi dios (My God)

—  “Lluvia De Estrellas” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm  

 

Albert the Perfect Friend


 

Albert’s got a crazy eye 


That strays to the right


He’s got thin crooked lips


That he constantly licks


He lives in a house

That looks like a wound


To a good neighborhood

 

Albert stuck his hand

Down the blouse 


Of Sammy’s gal’s shirt


She slapped his face


She said do it again


I won’t tell Sam

Your best friend

 

Ease on up

Ease on up

Albert changes his plans

Ease on up

Ease on up

Albert’s the perfect friend

 

Albert’s got your wallet


In his back pocket


Albert’s got a cheesy smile

On his face
    

                     

It’s the suckers who lose


And the losers

They win

Like Albert


The perfect friend

— “Albert the Perfect Friend” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm


Wind Me Up 

 

All's I've gots is my P.O. box

It's on the corner of Lavaca and Ninth

I do a little and the little I do

Is enough for me to keep my vice

Oh wind me up and watch me go. I'm gone

 

Wind wind wind me up.

Watch watch watch me go

Wind wind wind me up.

Watch watch watch me go

Wind me up and watch me go.

Baby I'm gone

 

All's I left was a pile of debts

And a man he would not work

I said didn't your mama raise you right

Baby you always been a jerk

What a jerk

Wind me up and watch me go. I'm gone.

 

And all's I left was a sleepyhead

One light town by the bay

I stuck out my thumb when I was done

Listening to what that town had to say

Gossip

Gossip nothin but gossip.

 

I check my mail on Monday morning

P.O. box key in hand

I check my mail for bills

For catalogs and for CONTRABAND........

Wind me up and watch me go. I'm gone

— “Wind Me Up” (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm


Two Dollar Shoes

Cathy’s Corner

 

There is a place called Cathy’s Corner

Where her mind takes her to breathe

When life closes in there is a place for answers

Under the covers of the trees of Cathy’s Corner

 

Every time she moved

It caught up to her

Every time she moved

She ended up in the same place

She would leave her home

And the walls would come with her

Always in between her

And what she had to face

 

There is a place called Cathy’s Corner

Where regrets they just lie

She picks up what she did or didn’t do

She lets it go as it all slips through her fingers

And up into the sky

She can no longer run

She holds what she tried to run from

 

And the past will haunt her

And the future will scare her

She puts those pieces together at Cathy’s Corner

Where her mind feels peace

When life closes in

There is a place for answers

Under the covers of the trees of Cathy’s Corner

She is going home to Cathy’s Corner

—  “Cathy’s Corner” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Know What You Hold

 

As a man was shufflin’ his feet

He picked up a penny off the street

As he squeezed that penny

It turned into a dime

What may look like a miracle

Happens each time

You know what you hold onto

 

As he squeezed that dime

It turned into a ruby

And his pockets filled with gold

By the time he made it home

His wife had left him

And his house had been sold

You know what you hold onto

 

It’s all so very simple

Or easy to complicate

What gets the most?

What gets the least?

At the end of your day

 

Well the man took his left hand,

Covered his right

Rubbed on a penny as he thought of his wife

By the morning she was in his arms again

What may look like a miracle happens when

You know what you hold onto

—  “Know What You Hold” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Somebody Like Me

 

Mary is as Mary does

Don’t try too hard to understand her

You will miss the point

And you will hit her heart

She is as she is

Just try to love her

 

Why must somebody be

How you perceive they should be

Why not love somebody for who they are

Where they are

Somebody like me

Somebody like me

 

Susan is as Susan was

She can’t get her head out of her past

Life is her baton

And you were her field

I don’t have her number but I do have to ask

 

Why must somebody be

How you perceive they should be

Why not love somebody for who they are

Where they are

Somebody like me

Somebody like me

 

A conversation lull

We’re just a ship without a hull

Forget what I said and call us friends

But don’t you sail away

Without sayin’ what you gotta say

I know you well

So what the hell

I gotta say it again

 

Why must somebody be

How you perceive they should be

Why not love somebody for who they are

Where they are

Somebody like me

Somebody like me

—  “Somebody Like Me” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

Eagles

 

If you wanna fly with eagles son

You need to learn to live like one

Look at my life

Look how little I have done done done

If you wanna fly

With eagles son


 

I love you ’lil baby

But I’ve gotta let you go

You’ve taken and you’ve taken

Till you’ve stopped to grow

I’ll watch over you as you fly, fly, fly


But ’lil baby I can’t be your sky


 

When you see that horizon


Believe in what lays beyond


When you feel

Nothin’ but confusion


The wind against you

Can be used to fly on


You gotta fly

Fly on

 

You can plan and plan or you can just do


You gotta dig in deep and find your groove


Sing to your rhythm mama

Sing to your pain pain pain


Let nobody take your voice away


 

I love you ’lil baby

But I’ve got to let you go


It hurts me

More than you will ever know


But eagles do

As they have done, done, done


When they wanna fly

With the eagles son


 

—  “Eagles” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes  

 

The Sister’s Song

 

You had the left side

And I had the right 


With a line down the middle

So we wouldn’t fight


Two sisters

Sharing a room


 

With a desk in the middle

Of two twin beds

I listened to every word you said


And when I couldn’t face the world


I faced you instead


 

I saw me

It pulled me through

When I saw me


It pulled me through

When I saw me

From your point of view


 

We twirled around

In the breeze

The years turned faster

Than the leaves


The seasons stopped

When you left home

 

I remember

That first night


I was so scared

I kept on the lights


And stood

In a half empty room

On the line

You had drawn


 

When life picked me up and spun me around


You never stopped to judge

 

You showed me

That the way through


Was to do

The best I could


 

Did you know

That every holiday


When relatives

Mixed up our names

I smiled, to myself

I pretended I was you


 

When you were around

There were so many words

I never knew how to say


I want you to know

I said them all

In my own way

— “Sister’s Song” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Two Dollar Shoes

 

She wiped her hands

On her apron 


And put ’em on her hips 


And gossiped till she turned blue 


As I was walkin’ by

In my two dollar shoes 


 

I got my two dollar 


My two dollar 


My two dollar shoes

There are those

That call some cheap 


As if they was fine wine 


Me I got my two dollar shoes 


And God don’t seem to mind

 

About my two dollar 


Two dollar 


My two dollar shoes

 

Oh when I got ’em 


Every friend I had

Said take ’em back 


You ain’t normal 


You don’t fit in 


Lookin’ like that

 

In those two dollar 


Two dollar 


Those two dollar shoes

 

All I gotta say

Is if the shoe fits 


And you want to wear ’em

Just lace ’em up

And strut your stuff 


Even if some care if 


You got

You got

Two dollar shoes

— “Two Dollar Shoes” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Where the Crossroads End

 

Take to your own road

Don’t stay behind

Don’t change your mind

Take to your own road

Don’t waste your time

Don’t follow me up mine

 

It may be

That we will never see

These roads intertwine

So God be with you my friend

Wherever your seasons end and begin

And pray we’ll meet again

Where the crossroads end

 

You are a song

Played in my memory

You have become a part of me

I have to leave

There’s gonna be a part of you

Leaving with me

 

It may be

That we will never see

These roads intertwine

So God be with you my friend

Wherever your seasons end and begin

And pray we’ll meet again

Where the crossroads end

 

Won’t you please, please pray

We’ll meet again

Where these crossroads end

—  “Where the Crossroads End” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Stones

 

Lisa Byers sells jewelry on the corner

Her jewelry is made out of various stones

They are wrapped in silver

Hung on strips of leather

She says gemstones hold us together

But I swear they keep me alone

 

With my heart

And these stones

 

Lisa Byers says I live life fast and hard

And if I learned to slow down

I could stop and skip some stones

And I were to skip some stones across the water

I would see why I’m bothered and so alone

 

With my heart

And these stones

 

Now wrapped in silver

Hung on a strip of leather

Around my neck I wear my gift

And some might call this superstitious

But I wear my gemstone close

As I relearn how to live

 

You’ve got to play from the heart

You’ve got to sing from the heart

Live from the heart

Love from the heart

With these stones

—  “Stones” (Terri Hendrix) from Two Dollar Shoes

 

Moon on the Water

 

It’s hard to see

See in the darkness

It’s hard to find

Your way home

And if there is no home when you get there

It’s hard to reach your way out of being alone

 

This canyon has an echo

Like the hollow in my heart

And the wind has a sigh

Like the soft in a cry

And I am just the bitter

In a woman growing wise

Oh moon on the water

Help me to rise

 

Hope is to the flame

Like passion is to romance

You’ve got the candle inside the dreamer

See it how it lights their eyes

No one can see me

When I’m cold as ashes

I get burned out

I’m tired

Like the fade of the sky

—  “Moon on the Water”  (Terri Hendrix) from Wilory Farm