Music/lyrics: Esther Schoenmakers
Guitar: Steffan Rundquist
Recording/production in Basque Country-Spain: 
Esther Schoenmakers/Steffan Rundquist

What's That

Music/lyrics: Esther Schoenmakers
Guitars: Tomas Tirtha Rundquist
Recording/production in Sweden by Esther Schoenmakers

Lyrics:

It’s how you are so beautiful in how you are so vulnerable, 
so touched, so sensitive,
too much to deal with, can hardly share or even express, 
but brave
You are so sweet, your heart’s so big. It seems so breakable, so overflowing, leaking
Your task is to lift everybody up
It’s who you are, you’re golden
You are so beautiful

So here’s to your flowers, your fires, your clarity, your laughter,
to our combination, our creation, to you my love- 
what can I say
It’s to the sharing, the loosing, the scattering, the choosing
the finding, redefining, the tiny, the immense,
the vulnerability, insecurity, the real, the open, the honest, the brave.
It’s to that heroic accepting, that takes a mile to learn 
It’s to that subtle letting go, to know, that when you’re brave you earn.

It’s no excuses, cut to the core
You know you know life
Your task is to lift everybody up
It’s who you are, you’re golden.  You are

So here’s to your flowers, your fires, your clarity, your laughter,
to our combination, our creations, to you my love
It’s to the sharing, the loosing, the scattering, the choosing, 
the finding, redefining, the tiny, the immense
It’s to that heroic accepting, that takes a mile to learn 
It’s to that subtle letting go, to know, that when you’re brave you earn
Your clarity, your laughter


To your flowers

Music/lyrics: Esther Schoenmakers
Guitars: Tomas Tirtha Rundquist
Recording/production- Sweden by Esther Schoenmakers

Lyrics:

Wailing total misery and out of breath the wind revealed her pain,
but she took off for the top and then there it came; 
the roof faded away, like a well-produced display
Whatever was the matter it had it’s part
Her struggle was not in vain
She let it rise to the top and then there it came;
those limits entirely blasted away

In the rainy, slightly misty night we were dancing in a ring
and we’re moving in a gentle flow of quiet pondering
Coolly sliding on the icy lake, where the mantle of mystique
took us to the next exciting step of searching what all seek

In the morning that arose all the colours were so bright
And we never really understood, that all around her, it was filled with light
Why couldn’t you just hold that, that whole and wide insight
We had to enter something true, or at least do something new
In all those years of final tears we had never come to this
We had to give up, give in- to taste that truer bliss
So now let’s have some more of that 

Hissing bits of agony through her teeth,
the storm confessed deep grief
But she took off for the top and to her disbelief
the roof faded away, like a well-produced display
Whatever was the matter it had it’s part
her struggle was not in vain
She let it rise to the top and then there it came
those limits entirely blasted away

Closely capturing the piercing truth, she was lying on the floor
She was aching in a way she never knew she could before
Having sunken to the bottom of the well for all so sore
she saw clearly that the only road led up, there was no more  

In the morning that arose all the colours were so bright
And she never really understood, that all around her it was filled with light 
So why couldn’t she just hold that, that whole and wide insight
She had to hunt that something true,
prepared to let go of all that she knew
She fell into a greater view and had tried another something new
In all those years of final tears
She had never come to this
She had to give up…give in… 




In the morning that arose

Music/lyrics: Esther Schoenmakers
Guitars: Tomas Tirtha Rundquist, Steffan Rundquist
Recording/production-Sweden by Esther Schoenmakers

Lyrics:
In the woods, the fields, the green
his face was never seen
He travelled through the world on only oceans
And he’d never touch the land
as though he had it banned
He floated, he hardly endured the water

And in the night, with big delight
he just sat there in that limitless dark sky
In open air there’s no despair
and that silence was what kept him there

He was wandering the days around, 
avoiding nearing solid ground
terrified of what that would be like
Cause as years had passed the thought of sand 
could easily get him trembling hands…
But in the night, with big delight
he dreamt away under that deep, dark sky

About the beauty, that blooming space,
the excitement, the rhythm, 
the core of the place,
the lightness of the heavy work,
the thrill of being here…,
the depths that slowly leak into sight,
the lakes that explode tearful lights,
the waters that beamingly open their waves and take land in a warm embrace

In a blue, clear, shiny night 
he stood ready with his kite,
steadily waiting for the moment to be right
And in the middle of that quiet night
a gust of wind took his kite
and firmly steered him towards the continent  
He sailed shaking, but determined
till he bumped into a beach and then he cried
and 20 days and nights in total fright
he laid shaking till he opened up his eyes….to

the beauty, that blooming space,
the excitement, the rhythm, the core of the place,
the lightness of the heavy work,
the thrill of being here
His depths slowly leaked into sight
His lakes exploded tearful lights
His waters beamingly opened their waves and took land in a warm embrace


Esther Schoenmakers

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