Goodbye Billie

(photo by Bethany Rodgers)

If my dreams were your dreams
You'd raise them up, you'd raise them up to life
just like Christ.
If my hopes were your hopes
the son be glorified, be glorified.

Author of dreams, you won't deny
You'll wipe away every tear from my eye
These dreams in my heart will come to pass
With a little courage on my part.

With a little courage, seeking and leaning in
With a little courage, seeking and leaning in
[until]
My heart - your heart, my heart - your heart
what would you have me believe?
My will - your will - my will - your will
what would you have me see?

I see beauty from ashes rise,
freedom for captives fly.

So, beauty from ashes, rise!
Freedom for captives, fly! 
Fly

If my dreams are Your dreams
You'll raise them up you'll raise them up to life
just like Christ
If my hopes are your hopes
the Son be glorified, be glorified.
Glorified.

Dreams

I Spilt Falafel All Over My Will

A song I wrote while nursing a tiny bird in a box on my bed...

will he fly away?

Just putting this number up for a couple of weeks.  It's from a film I recently worked on called Three Oh No.  I'll be remixing it and releasing it at a later date.  Hope you like it.

On The Other Side

Nothingness Really

Over and out

Faith and Tiny Seeds

If I had faith like a grain, 
a mustard seed I would say
“Mountain be moved into the sea!”
No wavering, only believe,
It would be done for me.

And there’s no other way
For me to get to the other side
And there’s no other way
For me to get to the other side
Back to your light
It’s already been done for me

If I had faith like a child, 
staff in my hand, boldly I’d command,
“All the broken be healed!”
No doubting, only believe
It would be done for me.

But my faith like a spec 
blown to the wind here one day gone the next 
and my faith like the dust, 
is it pleasing enough or do I think too much?  
I need your light.  
Has it already been done for me?

May my faith be like a tiny seed
That grows up into a beautiful big tree
And makes more tiny seeds
That grow up into more beautiful, big trees

Trees.  Oh how I love the trees
Trees.  Oh how I need your trees

Jesus Teacher, teach me
Jesus Preacher, preach to me
All about faith and tiny seeds

May my faith be like a tiny seed
Move mountains!
And underneath the shade of your great trees
Jesus Teacher, teach me
All about life, all about love and faith.

And underneath cathedral of night sky
Jesus, High Priest minister to me
All about truth, all about beauty and you


Faith And Tiny Seeds

10 July 2024

Canberra Short Film Festival TV commercial

Red Brick Box

This was the jingle I wrote for the novelty birthday card in short film - Three Oh No

Oh Happy Birthday

Fascinated lately by things that are not trees, and yet they are beautifully treeish.  I love trees.

Trees Trees

wonder?

Adam, budding song-writer, allowed me to hijack Beautiful Words and make it big and quirky (can't help myself).  I will re-arrange it again so he can sing on the next version.  Stay tuned...

beautiful words (Adam Lucerne collaboration)

whiter shade of pale

october 8 2020

Hi!  
Here are some of my demo recordings. 
A mish-mash of my three musical interests:  worship, film and folk.
Some are just concepts. Others are more complete, but they beg for some mixing and mastering.
But it's fun to create and it's good to share.  
Let me know if you ever want to collaborate or if you would like me to produce a particular song for a project of yours.
Thanks for visiting my sound cloud page.
Fi

Fiona J Beckinsale

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