Lyrics. verse
You ought to know all the things that drive me crazy
You've had to see those things by now...
chorus
Its you and me babe, strolling down our past
Blind to the shadows, blind to the mountains, blind to a love that just stole all the air
So blind ... blind to the shadows, blind to the mountains, blind to a lover that just stole all the air...
Verse
You outha know by now, its you that's driving me crazy,
You've had to see all that by now
Chorus
Its you and me babe
Hand in hand into these woods
Blind to the shadows, blind to the mountains, blind to a love that just stole all the air
Walk with me babe, 
There's a place I want to show you..
A spot that's just for you
All for you, just for you, you can be all alone
Forever and ever and ever and ever alone....

Blind

an up tempo story song and first person account of hurricane katrina

After Katrina

Encuentros Inesperados

Long Dark Lonely Road

ON THE OTHER SIDE OF MIDNIGHT Written by Tony Townsend Sung by Pete Dymond

This piece started as a study in feedback.  As I started, i sat quietly and improvised some thoughts on a recurring dream I've been having for many years. With a loved one who disappears in a strange house and as I try in vain to reach her, the house gradually collapses around me, thereby  creating an inseparable divide which is both physical and emotional.

All the sounds were improvised; the voice has a particularly raw sound as it represents for me the anxiety of battling against the crumbling edifice alongside the pain of separation.  Once the piece had taken form, rather like a sculptor with a block of marble, I gradually chipped away at it to reveal thoughts and emotions inside.  Since this is based on a recurrent dream, the few words used are repeated as every part of the house breaks.


Esta pieza comenzó como un estudio de retroalimentación.  Al empezar, me senté en silencio e improvisé algunos pensamientos sobre un sueño recurrente que tengo desde hace muchos años. Con un ser querido que desaparece en una casa extraña y mientras intento en vano llegar hasta ella, la casa se derrumba poco a poco a mi alrededor, creando así una división inseparable que es a la vez física y emocional.

Todos los sonidos fueron improvisados; la voz tiene un sonido especialmente crudo, ya que representa para mí la ansiedad de luchar contra el edificio que se derrumba junto con el dolor de la separación.  Una vez que la pieza tomó forma, como un escultor con un bloque de mármol, la fui desgastando poco a poco para revelar pensamientos y emociones en su interior.  Como se basa en un sueño recurrente, las pocas palabras utilizadas se repiten a medida que cada parte de la casa se rompe.

Debris Of A Night

A free performance from the late 80s, unknown place and time. Perhaps a coffee house open mike, in Metro Atlanta, Georgia. One of my all time favorite songs.

The Man That Got Away

Unspoken - 12:26:22, 5.00 PM

Copyright Erin Wolf 2024
Fearless Songwriter Challenge - August 2024
(one song, seven prompts)

Photo: Fire with some colorful reactions - Hartford, WI - September 2024
--
like paint on a wall
the perfect design
ember and ash
intertwined

you've heard it before
promises broken
small as an apple 
big as a mountain

but it doesn't matter
ain't worth the cost
lost a friend
your whole house

too hard to love
that's what they say
these demons inside
you're trying to hide

don't quit now...

hold fast and strong
those voices, love,
they're all wrong
all the lies you've been sold
will be breaking down in time
you are not alone
you are not alone

the cracks are breaking
within your heart
thought you could fight
but it's just so hard

when everything's burning
all that you'd made
the dreams are crumbling
and fading away

don't quit now...

hold fast and strong
those voices, love,
they're all wrong
all the lies you've been sold
will be breaking down in time
you are not alone
you are not alone
you are not alone

Saved Myself With Rock and Roll 9-17-2025

Kytha-Gernatt's Bowl Of Music