Circe Downfallingly
A loop-based study on obsession.

Music and Lyrics by Rick Watson, Hog Branch Publishing.  January 28, 2024. Demo only.
Week 3 of 2024 Austin Songwriting Group. Prompt: Hard Enough

Lyrics

Don’t fall hard for Circe
who would describe your fate
as downfallingly
sincere
She’s hard enough to grasp
illusive in embrace
and seemingly impossible
to replace

Don’t fall into her eyes or
be enraptured by the lace
as downfallingly
it hits the floor
Be wise enough to pass 
for after one heat of this race
you’ll be impossibly
replaced

Circe has a smile
Circe has a laugh 
Circe has a gift for
Making you an ass 
Circe makes you wild
Circe makes you groan
Turns you into an animal
And then leaves you alone

Don’t fall into her eyes or
be enraptured by the lace
or you’ll be downfallingly
replaced

Circe has a smile
Circe makes you sway 
Circe has a gift to turn
Your laugh into a bray
Circe makes you wild
Circe makes you moan
Turns you into an animal
And then leaves you alone

Circe Downfallingly

What’s Going On (Inside My Brain)

Words & Music by Rick Watson			
© Hog Branch Publishing, March 1, 2024
DEMO ONLY.
2024 Austin Songwriter Group. Weekly Prompt: Goin' On

Lyrics

(Verse)
I didn’t mind
not knowing what’s going on
In your mind
Till you'd packed up to run
And now	I find
You’ve moved on far past the line
It’s one more sign
I never know what’s going on inside

(Chorus)
What’s going on inside my brain
I’m out of touch with everything

(Verse)
I can’t find
A train of thought to ride 
I'm in decline
I am crawling back inside 
My head it’s drained
I’ve strayed too close to the grave
It’s strange I find
I can’t recall my own damn name

(Chorus)
What’s going on inside my brain
I’m losing touch with everything

What's Going On (Inside my Brain)

What's Going On (Inside My Brain)

First and Third
Music & lyrics by Rick Watson, (c)2024 Hog Branch Publishing. DEMO ONLY. Austin Songwriter Group prompt: The Window
Thanks for drums to Michael Bahan

lyrics

I’m searching down First Avenue
Can't help but wonder Is that you?
Picking gum off of her boot
	Glaring at some tourist too
You duck into the Pak Punjab
Toting your red laundry bag
	Sunset paints this canyon blue
	You walk on past, it wasn’t you

Sitting on our Third Street stoop
Wish you’d keep me in the loop
Past the church, that looks like you
Checkered scarf & slant bangs too
Wait, I see you waving now
I lift my hand, begin to smile
	The streetlamp coughs up his gray suit
	He takes your hand, it isn’t you

A siren wakes me just past 2
A shadow lies where I wait for you
	The bridge that took you frames the moon
	The East River will swallow soon
Get up,  unlatch the window grate
Stretch out onto the fire escape
	Glance down the block & scan for you
	So many windows reflecting gloom
        Come home, Pretty, and pretty soon
        Come fill up this empty room

First and Third

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