Goldenrod

Cozy Inside

Teni Rane: lead vocals, harmony vocal, acoustic guitar
Roger Gustafsson: bass, steel guitar, electric guitar, acoustic guitar
Törbjörn Söderman: drums, percussion

Recorded and mixed at Sandkvie Studios AB
Additional Mixing and Mastering at SteelFabriken
Sound Engineer: Roger Gustafsson
Mastering Engineering: Roger Gustafsson
Produced By: Roger Gustafsson, Teni Rane
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2022
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
Strolling out in the cold wandering up and down the rows 
Gotta find one that’s just right the one we’re gonna bring inside
Net it up and strap on top time to do the holiday hop
We’re all just a little windblown but we gotta get it home 

(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)

Rosemary and evergreen have you ever seen such a thing? 
winter roses and candlelight, speaker playing silent night
Twinkling rooflines and floppy bows on wreaths hanging in bright windows.
Rosemary and evergreen - it’s sweetest sight I’ve ever seen 

Prop it up in the stand, cut it loose, come and gimme a hand
There’s dusty boxes filled with ornaments, stockings to hang up, and 
We’ll trim with love and tinsel too. There’s lights unrolled all around room 
Hot chocolate simmerin’ on the stove oh there’s no place like home 

(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)
		
Rosemary and evergreen have you ever seen such a thing? 
winter roses and candlelight, speaker playing silent night
Twinkling rooflines and floppy bows on wreaths hanging in bright windows 
Rosemary and evergreen - it's the sweetest sight I’ve ever seen. 

Branches laying in the yard, some to be used and some to discard.
We’ll swag the doors and banisters then wrap with lights to add some flair 
Extension cords and ladder rungs there’s lit up wreaths still to be hung
I can’t wait to plug them in and turn them on oh there’s not place like home

(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)

Rosemary and evergreen have you ever seen such a thing? 
winter roses and candlelight, speaker playing silent night
Twinkling rooflines and floppy bows on wreaths hanging in bright windows 
Rosemary and evergreen - it’s the sweetest sight I’ve ever seen 
(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)

Rosemary and evergreen - have you ever seen such a thing? 
winter roses and candlelight, speaker playing silent night.
Twinkling rooflines, floppy bows on wreaths hanging in bright windows. 
Rosemary and evergreen - it’s the sweetest sight I’ve ever seen 

(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)
(for the holidays we’re home, home for the holiday)

Rosemary & Evergreen

Tennessee Snow

Tennesse Snow

Teni Rane: lead vocals, acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Classical Guitar
Roger Gustafsson: bass

Recorded and mixed at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording: Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN), 
Steel Fabriken (Stockholm, Sweden)
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson
Mixing and Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson 
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2023
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
Full moon fall night - I only see the ghosts of colors
that would’ve shimmered in the sun
Half empty light - you’d never see it comin’  
but something has begun.

my heart flutters in the breeze
that is your breath it shakes the trees
and all the maple leaves will turn
after the sun, after the sun it’s the sugar that burns

Full moon fall night - I can feel our heartbeats mingled 
in this whiskey glow
in this waxing light the feeling’s growing clearer 
are you gonna let it show?

my heart flutters in the breeze
that is your breath it shakes the trees
and all the maple leaves will turn
after the sun, after the sun it’s the sugar that burns

Full Moon Fall Night and we’re dancing slowly 
it’s unseasonably warm
Moon shadow light shows a sweet sly smile
Oh, baby, should I be warned? 

my heart flutters in the breeze
that is your breath it shakes the trees
and all the maple leaves will turn
after the sun, after the sun it's the sugar that burns

It’s the sugar that burns

Caramel

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Roger Gustafsson: Bass

Recorded and mixed at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) & Steel Fabriken (Stockholm, Sweden)
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2023
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
I’ve heard everything changes but I don’t think it’s true
Some things stay the same like how I think of you 
When you’re far away and I’m laying here
On my own 

And I remember the feel of your hand holding mine
As we drove through the mountains just to see what we’d find 
If we got away got to take a breath 
under blue skies

And I see goldenrod sway as leaves tumble and play 
The summer fades into fall 
I try to hold on to time and catch it in rhymes 
It’s all we have after all 

There was a stream by the path so we stopped to race leaves 
I could see your reflection smiling at me 
When my boat capsized and I said 
“Can we try again?”


And the sunshine was sweet even there in shade
It felt so perfect that I got afraid 
Of the moment when you might not love me 
anymore 

And I see goldenrod sway as leaves tumble and play 
The summer fades into fall 
I try to hold on to time and catch it with rhymes 
It’s all we have after all 

Seeds on the breeze 
Blow wherever they please 
Maybe that’s not for me 
I like my feet on the ground

I see goldenrod sway as leaves tumble and play 
The summer fades into fall 
I try to hold on to time and catch it in rhymes 
It’s all we have after all 

I see goldenrod sway 
I see goldenrod sway

Teni Rane: lead vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded and mixed at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording: Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN),
Steel Fabriken (Stockholm, Sweden)
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson
Mixing and Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
It’s my favorite time of year 
The season’s changing with no fear 
Marching on embracing time 
No social constructs on it’s mind 

(Oooooohhhhh ohhh)
(Oooooohhhhh ohhh oooohhhhh)

The wind is getting crisp
On chilly mornings it’s so brisk
It’ll cut through you like a knife 
Mimicking your life 

(Oooooohhhhh ohhh)
(Oooooohhhhh ohhh oooohhhhh)

And I wish that I could hold on hold on 
To each moment before it’s gone
The leaves burn bright and then descend 
Marking a turning and an end 

(Oooooohhhhh ohhh)
(Oooooohhhhh ohhh oooohhhhh)

Why my need to reach and grasp 
For a season that won’t last?
When the leaves and their colors show 
That letting go it can be so beautiful 

Letting go 
Letting go
Well it can be so beautiful 

(Oooooohhhhh ohhh oooohhhhh)

Letting go 
Letting go
Well, it can be so beautiful 

(Oooooohhhhh ohhh oooohhhhh)

So Beautiful

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Baritone Guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
I see you 
A passerine passing by
Feathers preened and head held high 
And I remember 
Your eyes as bright as embers 

Do you hear me?
Warbling out a song
Just hoping to belong
As I remember
I am the offender

So I won’t soar anymore
Or be on the wing 
Wish I could light up my own heart
Maybe I’d molt off all these things

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh)

I hover here
Facing fear that is sudden
Watching as it floods in 
Over images 
As my covert diminishes 

So I won’t soar anymore
Or be on the wing 
Wish I could light up my own heart
Maybe I’d molt off all these things

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh) 

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh)

We perch here 
Just behind the bars
Avoiding newer scars
If the lock is disengaged
Why are we rebuilding this cage?

So I won’t soar anymore
Or be on the wing 
Wish I could light up my own heart
Maybe I’d molt off all these things

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh)

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh)

(Ooooooohhhhhhhh)
(Ooohhhhh)

Passerine

Written by Rowland Salley

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Lyrics: 
Leaves were falling down like embers
In colors red and gold they set us on fire           
Burning just like a moonbeam in our eyes


Somebody said they saw me 
Said I was swinging the world by its tail;
Bouncing over a white clouds 
And killing the blues


And I am guilty of something
I hope you never do because there is nothing
Sadder than losing yourself in love


Somebody said they saw me 
Said I was swinging this world by its tail;
Bouncing over a white clouds 
And killing the blues

Now you ask me just to leave you
To go out on my own and get what I need to oh
You want me to find what I’ve already had

Oh somebody said they saw me 
Said I was swinging this world by its tail;
Bouncing over a white clouds 
And killing the blues

Somebody said they saw me 
Said I was swinging the world by its tail;
Bouncing over a white clouds 
And killing the blues

Leaves were falling…

Killing the Blues

Killing The Blues

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
Poetry up in the sky
All these well-worn dreams drifting by 
Part of me craves an epiphany
And I won’t find it standing here

So I won’t look down to just find the ground
Then how would I keep my head up in the clouds?

Maybe the past is my own demise
Some desperate experiment in getting by
Part of me craves an epiphany
And I won’t find it standing here

So I won’t look down to just find the ground
Then how would I keep my head up in the clouds?
I’ll close my eyes, take a look inside
and learn how it feels to stop thinking with my mind
With my head up in the clouds
My head up in the clouds
My head up in the clouds 

Don’t look down 
Don’t don’t look down 
Don’t look down 

If I have to break to be victorious then I feel that glory as a knife 
In the base of my spine
Leaving me shrunken and paralyzed caught up in your lie that 
Everything is fine, just fine

So I won’t look down to just find the ground
Then how would I keep my head up in the clouds?
I’ll close my eyes, take a look inside, 
And learn how it feels to stop thinking with my mind 
And with my head up in the clouds
My head up in the clouds
My head up in the clouds

Don’t look down 
Don’t don’t look down 
Don’t look down

I gotta keep my head up in the clouds
in the clouds
I gotta keep my head up in the clouds

Don't Look Down (Head Up in the Clouds)

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Roger Gustafsson: Bass

Recorded and mixed at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) & Steel Fabriken (Stockholm, Sweden)
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson
Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane © 2023
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
Firefly shining at last
You‘ve never cared about the past
This summer night will soon be gone
With the coming of dawn

Firefly, you fly so low
When you rise - where do you go?
Firefly, when you look at me
Can you tell I’m lonely?

Firefly, shining at last
you‘ve never cared about the past
this summer night will soon be gone
with the coming of dawn

Firefly, stay awhile.
Your twinkling lights bring a smile
Firefly, if you have to go
Take me with you don’t leave me here alone

Firefly, help me to spread my wings
It’s the only way to reach for dreams
I could do without these doubts
And breaking free would make me proud

Firefly shining at last
You‘ve never cared about the past
This summer night will soon be gone
With the coming of dawn

This summer night will soon be gone
With the coming of dawn

Firefly

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane Butler © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
Hold my hand 
But don’t chain my soul 
Come and walk beside me
But don’t lead me I won’t follow 

I don’t know where I’m going 
So I figure any road could get me there 
It might be a wild ride
Are you coming along for the adventure?

I’m a little rough 
It’s not just around the edges 
A little tough
But you could still cut me if you tried 
I’m a little hardened, a little headstrong 
A little brown eyed girl 
I wish on stars
And I’m here to stay 

When it rains I look for rainbows 
When it’s dark I look for stars 
I’m not afraid to hold onto my dreams 
But, man, sometimes it’s hard to own my scars 

I’m a little rough 
It’s not just around the edges 
A little tough
But you could still cut me if you tried 
I’m a little hardened, a little headstrong 
A little brown eyed girl 
I wish on stars
And I’m here to stay 
	
Hold me here 
But don’t drown me out 
Still need my own two lungs 
Even if it’s you I’m singing about 

I’m a little rough 
It’s not just around the edges 
A little tough
But you could still cut me if you tried 
I’m a little hardened, a little headstrong 
A little brown eyed girl 
I wish on stars
Oh, I wish on stars
I still wish on stars 
And I’m here to stay

Here to Stay (Rough)

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello, Piano
Phil Faconti: Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane Butler © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics: 
My feet are stuck to the ground 
My body’s stiff from my legs up through my crown 
My heart is beating 
My ears are ringing 
My will is crumbling down 

Voices in my head
Filling my mind and eyes with dread 
Now I’m shaking
Is this breaking?
Why am I seeing red?

With all these small steps 
They take big courage 
I’m learning to love myself in life 
With every small step 
Well it takes big courage 
I’m learning not to apologize

Will it be enough?
Or will I give up far too much?
Well I am learning 
That my heart is yearning for feats 
That you say are too grand

But all these small steps 
Well they take big courage 
I’m learning to love myself in life 
With every small step
Well it takes big courage 
I’m learning not to apologize

Ooooohhhhh yeah 
Oooooohhhhh oooh oh oh

Am I ready to fly?
I take a deep breath in 
and close my eyes
Because I am trying 
So there’s no use shying away now
I’m facing up to the day 

With all these small steps 
Well, they take big courage 
I’m learning to love myself in life 
With every small step 
Well it takes big courage
I’m learning not to apologize

For all these small steps 
They take big courage 
I’m learning to love myself in life 
With every small step 
Well it takes big courage 
I’m learning not to apologize

Small Steps

Teni Rane: Lead vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Dave Eggar: Cello
Phil Faconti: Electric guitar
Jonathan Shumaker: Bass

Recorded at Classic Recording Studios in Bristol, TN
Additional recording at Asteraceae Productions (Chattanooga, TN) 
Sound Engineer: Mike Stephenson 
Mixing & Mastering Engineering: Mike Stephenson
Produced By: Teni Rane Butler, Mike Stephenson
Album Photography: Jess Astacio
Album Art: Teni Rane

Written by Teni Rane Butler © 2024
Asteraceae Publishing (BMI)

Lyrics:
When I was out traveling I had lots to say
So I bought all these postcards never sent ‘em your way 
Now I’m home sitting alone 
Contemplating decay 

As oak leaves tumble from the trees 
Crack and crumble beneath my feet 
Summer’s gone now the autumn sings
“We all return to dust” 

So you’ll never read all the words in my heart 
But I trust love will be there in whole not in part 
And I’m here marking the years 
With my hands in the dirt 

The color wheel rolls through every season 
And I don’t demand to find a good reason
I don’t care if you take it as treason I know
“We all return to dust”
“We all return to dust”

I plant many seeds and watch as they grow 
I love and I care for the ones that I know
And these tears and the holes in my soul 
Well they’re worth what I’ve sown
 
As oak leaves tumble from the trees 
Crack and crumble beneath my feet 
Summer’s gone now the autumn sings
“We all return to dust” 
“We all return to dust” 
“We all return to dust”

Teni Rane

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