Percussion
Piano
Electric Piano
Spacey Synth
Triangle
Vocals I & 2
Tambourine
Bass Guitar

Lyrics
Your laughter danced like fire
Underneath the stars
Now I'm lost in the shadows
Counting all the scars
Oh, I'm calling out your name
In the whispers of the night
Every heartbeat feels the same
In the memories we fight
Just one more chance to feel  in the night
Echoes of us linger on
But it's you I still long
Its you, that lingers on

Whispers of the Night

A Patty Smith/Don Henley soft rock cover with an amazing artist from the U.K

Sometimes Love Just Ain’t Enough

Drew singing this song ,we released it on social media last year, never put it it on SoundCloud though for some reason. A song dedicated to her parents

Dublin Romance

 One of the themes that recurs for me in music and in life is that true love is worth the hard work.I wrote this song during February Album Writing Month for Becky Warren's SongSideKick Song Circle. Thank you to Wobbie Wobbit for mixing it for me.

Somewhere Warm Again With Me
Nancy Cunningham

It’s February, and I’m tired of the slushy sidewalks
February,  I’m tired of the bitter cold

Would you go somewhere warm again with me
 Somewhere that you’d still like to see
How long can this last
 I’m almost scared to ask
Could you go somewhere warm again with me

If you wanted, we could both get off our islands
We could thaw out, maybe make something to eat

Would you go somewhere warm again with me
 Somewhere you’d still like to be
How long can this last
Am  I too scared to ask
Could you go somewhere warm again with me

I know I froze you out for a couple seasons
Silent nights, rehashing all my reasons

But would you go somewhere warm again with me
Somewhere where we both still long to be
How long can we last
If we stay too scared to ask
Will you go somewhere warm again with me

In the car or at the table, in the bedroom by and by
Let's find a way, let's turn back on the sun

Would you go somewhere warm again with me?
Would you go somewhere warm 
Could you come somewhere warm again with me?

Somewhere Warm Again With Me

only on the weekends

La monotonia è come una malattia. Invecchia precocemente. 

Dare nuova linfa a questa vita 

Rimanere intrappolati nella ragnatela della vita. 
Cedere alla routine della giornata. 
Fare e rifare una lenta litania. 
Abbandonarsi alla mortale monotonia. 

Essere codardi. Paura di cambiare. 
Vestire di quell’abito scuro che non ci appartiene. 
Forse un po’ di egoismo ci farebbe star bene. 
Forse un po’ di buonismo andrebbe messo da parte. 

Dare nuova linfa a questa vita. 
Una spinta per andare in discesa. 
Scappare, latitare, sparire. 
Dare nuovo sangue a questo stanco cuore. 

Ritrovare il coraggio di sognare. 
Lasciare andare il peso del passato. 
Ricoprire con mille colori questo mondo grigio. 
Trovare la forza in ogni sfida. 

Dare nuova linfa a questa vita. 
Sfidare le paure del silenzio
Camminare, correre, gioire,
Andare dove ti porta il cuore. 

Ogni giorno passato é una perdita,
É buttare al vento il nostro tempo. 
Ci fa invecchiare più rapidamente 
Ci distrugge il corpo e la mente 

Dare nuova linfa a questa vita. 
Una spinta per andare in discesa. 
Scappare, latitare, sparire
Dare nuovo sangue a questo stanco cuore.

Dare linfa a questa vita

a little song about heartache written over 40 years ago

Hard To Tell

A bottle full of memories 
And a battle with the booze
I wish I could remember 
All those things we had but had to lose

I wish you would remember 
But perhaps you just won't tell
It hurts to see you as a stranger
But I guess it's just as well

You burned all my letters
All those words, you had to lose
We were so young to be lovers
Never thought your lips could bring bad news

I couldn't find the reasons 
And you wouldn't find the time
We were both alone together
Although I guess that we did try

And as I write this down, I see you turn away
Colder than an open door on a winter's day
Like an angel enshrined 
You could take me anytime
Oh baby was it so hard to tell?
Baby was it so hard to tell?
Baby was it so hard to tell that I loved you?




Hard To Tell

Turns out Dusty never loved me
Eyes set wide & green just like a cat
Dirty blonde hair like rusty sunbeams
Pouring out of her ten-gallon hat

Turns out Dusty never loved me
Turns out it weren't that hard to figure out
Turns out everybody knew that 'bout Dusty
Just no one ever said it out loud

To Dusty, blue always looked orange
Some derangement of the chromophores
To Dusty the sea came in key lime torrents
Spewing lemon foam upon damson shores

Folk would say: "Aw, ain't the day just lovely!
Well now, what's ol' Dusty on about?"
Turns out blue always looked orange to Dusty
Just no one ever figured that out

No one tame goes by the name of "Dusty"
Well, at least nobody straight
I left while that green gaze was still just empty
Couldn't hang around to watch it fill with hate

Hear that lonesome whippoorwill, he's tryina hush me
Turns out everyone already figured out
Turns out everyone knew Dusty didn't love me
Just no one ever said it out loud
Oh everybody knew that 'bout Dusty
Just no one ever said it out loud.

Dusty

https://open.spotify.com/track/3subTUwsTKAlJ9NL1BK0Ua

Lyrics, Vocals: Annalena Cr @lenzkii
Mix (DAW): @bonetender
Music, Guitars (Tele, JM, Midtown), Bass (P), Drums (AD2), Synths, Mastering (DAW): @bonetender

Artwork: Copilot

==== Lyrics ====
a cloudy day 
mind restless again
Like leaves 
That are dancing in the wind
Its going and going 
never standing still
I‘m asking myself
If I ever will
I‘m asking myself
If I ever will

I promise myself
Tomorrow 
I will 
I will 

I wanna
Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna FALL
And grow
Each
SPRING

I wanna
Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna FALL
And grow 
Each 
spring 
a rainy day,
Heart empty a gain
You are gone 
Like leaves
Turned into dust 
Repeating their cycle
I’m Wondering 
If you also will
I‘m wondering 
If you also will
 
You promised me
Tomorrow 
You will 
You will 

I wanna
See you Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna see you
FALL
And Grow

I wanna See 
You Dance
Like 
Leaves
I wanna See YOU
Fall 
And grow

© Lenzki & Bonetender 2025 All Rights Reserved

Leafs

I will assume that most will no know this tune because it is from one of Bowie's later LPs called "Heathen" (2002), but I am so here is my take.....

"Slow Burn," the David Bowie song, explores the themes of societal collapse and a dystopian future, particularly in the context of a gradual, almost biblical, decline. It depicts a world plagued by fear and spies, set in a "terrible town," and touches upon the idea of a "slow burn" leading humanity towards its end. 
The song paints a picture of a world on the brink, with societal decay and an atmosphere of dread. 
It evokes a sense of an impending apocalypse, drawing parallels to the "end of times" described in religious texts. 
The lyrics suggest a gradual, rather than sudden, downfall, implying a slow, insidious deterioration of society. 
The line "At the center of it all" is seen by some as a precursor to Bowie's later album, "Blackstar," and its exploration of similar themes. 
The song fits within the overall theme of "Heathen," an album dealing with spiritual decay and a perceived decline in 21st-century values. "               Google Generative AI
Image: Merlin Lightpainting

Slow Burn-David Bowie (Cover)

                   

the song is metaphorical...not biographical 

Princess Margaret                                                                                    
The pageant begins, now court is in session
I bow to your Grace, that look on your face,
the serpent uncoils.
                                                                       
Its venom released, the cameras don’t see it.
No word out of place, alone in this space, how could we be royals?

Just as Princess Margaret tried 
to find a place to ride.                                                               Put out on parade, she could not be saved
Her dog days are through
She danced in the night
Then gave in to the fight  
So when you play the Queen
I'll be the Princess Margaret for you 

The royal blue, this tainted luxury. 
Just like the fear, I keep inside of me. 
We’ll keep our distance, just like the monarchy.                                                                      
When you play the Queen, I'll be the Princess Margaret for you

Here comes the Prince, you know the one ‘cross the ocean.
Changing his name, he found future and fame, then something to do.

And like the soon to be King, he’s been waiting forever.
It’s really too much, this brief human touch, he gives me and you.


Princess Margaret tried,
To find a place to hide.
The royal parade, she could not be saved,
Her dog days are through.
She danced in the night.
Then gave in to the fight.
So when you play the Queen, 
I'll be the Princess Margaret for you.

That jewel you crave, our crown of destiny.
These games we play, you’ve got to ride with me.
Wave to the crowds, cause they can't really see,
How you play the Queen and I play the Princess Margaret for you.
You play the Queen and I'll be the Princess Margaret for you. 




Princess Margaret

I write songs with people and on my own.  I love the way a song can light a match and illuminate a story or a feeling or a character. I'm especially drawn to Americana and Country.

I spend every February writing at fawm.org (February Album Writing Month). It's a great place to hang out if you've ever wanted to sing, play, write, compose, listen, or discuss music. You can find me there as nancycunning.

 I've gotten to write with friends in Arizona, California, Colorado, Florida, Maine, Massachusetts, Michigan, Missouri, New Jersey, New York, North Carolina, Oregon, Pennsylvania, Tennessee, Texas, Virginia, Washington Wisconsin, as well as Canada, France, England, Finland, Germany, and Peru.