This song was recording a long time ago on a whim as a quiet rant while our first baby was sleeping. I don't ususally play electric guitar, (natalie) but it was a good way to play at night without being too loud. I just looped some guitar tracks and sang the song, then Brent worked on the rest.

Truth

Before you write me off man,
I'm on the right track, I swear

I have my little compass
I have my little list of plans

I followed all the right steps
I followed all the right steps, yeah I guess

I must have stumbled somewhere
cause you won't even write an email back

I'm all alone in a room
looking around like a fool
for a friend

only I know the tale of me
only I know the truth

are you telling the truth?
are you telling the truth?

I think I remember,
I remember one or two times
when I was one the right side,
when I was on the right side of your mind

I try to keep on changing,
I try to keep on changing so you'll stay
but all of the arranging
is taking me away from what I believe

and I'm all alone in a room
looking around like a fool
for a friend

only I know the tale of me
only I know the truth

are you telling the truth?
are you telling the truth?

Truth

This is an older recording. It is one of the first songs I wrote when learning to play guitar. The percussion was done on an empty water bottle and a plastic bag.

Don't Lose Your Soul

My friends all think I'm crazy for being me
but my friends, don't know how hard it is being me
and sometimes when I'm feeling down, 
I start to fall and I fall and fall, until

This old man showed me this song, and he said 
Don't lose your soul, don't lose your soul

Streetlights are always red on the highway don't you know it?
Business men and family men get so impatient to get home
He sits down in his easy chair and
watches the news and sips his point five beer
He asks himself again and again
Why do I have to know of all this bad stuff that's going on, until

This old man showed me this song, and he said 
Don't lose your soul, don't lose your soul

Young girl has found a dashing boy to call her own
He demands that she give of herself until there's nothing left
she agrees, and watches herself lose her personality, till,

This old man showed me this song, and he said 
Don't lose your soul, don't lose your soul

Don't Lose Your Soul

This is a song that we wrote and recorded about neuroplasticity. It is happy and kind of dorky sounding song about overcoming destructive thought patterns.

Laying Wire

Watch yourself
tracers left behind can make you blind
you’re carving grooves
where you let your thoughts move

you are laying wire

I’m making an assumption
while my mouth prepares to open 
that you’ll want to hear something I have to say

I’ll admit, that I am hoping
for the right thing to be spoken
to connect as many points from you to me

Here’s my soul
come out and get it
I’m waiting for your light

and if you turn and walk away
i’ll pretend that it’s too bright for you
cause it’s easier for me to exist that way

somebody told me, 
somebody told me in a book
the answer is there, 
the answer is there if you look

watch yourself
tracers left behind can make you blind
you’re carving grooves
where you let your thoughts move

you are laying wire

I have been playing all these same chords all my life
I’ve been stuck in a pattern that I can’t change
I didn’t know I was a creature
made up of loops and light
riding on these brainwaves
I’ve just been riding on these brainwaves

I’ve been a tool 
an incredible fool who was blind
preached to my soul from a soapbox i built in my mind

led by the steps
I’ve taken
trapped in a maze of walls
I’ve never shaken

I push this hand and one falls down
incredible freedom is all around

watch yourself
tracers left behind can make you blind
you’re carving grooves
where you let your thoughts move

you are laying wire

watch yourself
tracers left behind can make you blind
you’re carving grooves
where you let your thoughts move

you are laying wire

Blood and Wire

Laying Wire

This song is about multiple rejections.

1. One or two BOY RELATED rejections before I met Brent a long time ago, ( when the song was first written )

2. Then, Brent rejected this song when I recorded the first version of it ( then he liked it after I made a few changes. 

3. Then the third rejection…well, that happened the same week I was practicing harmonies for it, and helped me write the new part. 

I am learning more about being ok with the possibility of being rejected. I mean, it stings a little, ( or a lot) but then you can take what you want from it and keep on moving.

Firewall

How long, will I stand out in the cold?
You have, nothing to offer, in the way of stable

but

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best

If you don't want me, it doesn't, mean I'm bad, and
if you don't like me, it don't, mean I can't
'cause I can
You just watch me man

I walked, walked along your firewall
my will was set to touch your hand again
I walked, right into your firewall
oh it burned, when I touched the flame

oh it burned, oh it burned me
oh it burned, when I touched the flame

oh it burned, oh it burned me
oh it burned, when I touched the flame

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best

If you don't want me, it doesn't, mean I'm bad, and
if you don't like me, it don't, mean I can't
'cause I can
You just watch me man


Oh, Lord, I feel like wishing, 
my heart, it feels important today
I walked, right along your firewall
I could not find a seam to split

but

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best

I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you
I wanna wish you, the very best


but I can not take another burn like that
but I can not take another burn
but I can not take another burn like that
but I can not take another burn

If you don't want me, it doesn't, mean I'm bad, and
if you don't like me, it don't, mean I can't
'cause I can
You just watch me man

Firewall

This is a song that I wrote a long time ago named Skin. It is from a collection of songs called Fight for Light.

It is from a harder time in my life around the time I met Brent. When we started working together, ( a long time ago) I was writing very bitter songs, and on top of it, I was ashamed of my bitterness. I did not really want others to know I was feeling unhappy, and I was worried that I was polluting the “world around me” with my dark feeling songs. Brent was very supportive in that he convinced me that it is ok, and can be actually be valuable to share your sad/dark feelings through songs/art because it can help others feel less alone. I know it has helped me a lot.

PS - I am happy these days.


This is just a live version of the song and it not very produced. I guess this is more of a Saturday-morning-pms-heart-pour. We are working on lots of produced songs, but they take a while to get done :) Sometimes when I can, I try and record a live off the floor take.

Skin

There was a time when I was wide eyed
and pictures show me evidence of this

There was a time when I was beauty
and wasn’t even seeing it

I was a fresh little seed
I was a fresh little seed
a naive little specimen

I sat across a coffee table
from a bitter self proclaimed alien

I told him I felt I was blooming
he said he couldn’t recommend it

he was a sad little boy
he was a sad little boy
he was a boy caught in a man’s face


Well, I say, 
scrap the crap, and keep the gold
my heart’s got better things to hold
you only have one life, you know

A decade's passed
a blur of changes,
I’ve died and been reborn again
and all the trouble I’ve learned to deal with
will never be invited in again

Not while I’m in this skin
Not while I’m in this skin

Fight for Light

Skin ( Live - ish )

Magic Either Way

Just a little jam to get out of my head. I decided to make a Mlog ( Music blog) in between more involved songs :)

Mlog - Jan 24  - Only Home

This is the first song I wrote on chords...a long, long time ago. I sang this with a bad cold...but my ego has been having a tantrum and it wanted to share.

Mlog-feb2 Spring

mlog-feb2-Spring

Hello! 

We recorded this song about 5 years ago, and we were going to work on it more, but we lost the session file and all of the audio files. I am not going to point out the things we should have fixed. I am hoping if I don't you will not notice them as much. I hope this finds you well. Natalie

PS. Also, I thought it would be cool to use my old ratty sandals for the cover art, but don't worry, I have lots of nice shoes. n

No Sage Advice

Bruised and broken, dinged and scratched 
Out of the box you came at last
Into a world that world swings a bat 
At tarnished crap , then throws it back
You never played the victim, cause you’ve had no where to fall 

You started off at bottom , and that’s all that you have known

Well I don’t have much to tell you
I got no friendly sage advice
Except that all those broken hearts you got, they add the spice

And you will find out that you’re stronger, than you ever thought you were
 And you may not go where you’re headed, but you’ll find out who you are

And that’s enough, you’ll find , you'll find
It’s pretty good, you’ll find , you'll find
That you’re enough, you’ll find , you'll find
You’re pretty good, you’ll find , you'll find
That you’re enough

There’s a long end and a short end
I’m afraid you’ve got the latter 
Soon enough, there should be someone coming 
To help you make it better

But for now you are hero , and the thing that you must protect,
Is not the story you are given, but what you choose to do with it

Well I don’t have much to tell you
I got no friendly sage advice
Except that all those broken hearts you got, they add the spice

And you will find out that you’re stronger, than you ever thought you were
 And you may not go where you’re headed, but you’ll find out who you are

And that’s enough, you’ll find , you'll find
It’s pretty good, you’ll find , you'll find
That you’re enough, you’ll find , you'll find
You’re pretty good, you’ll find , you'll find
That you’re enough

Billow

No Sage Advice

This is a song I wrote few years ago.

Mice Underground

Say my name, say my name again
Never learned, never learned, to love the sound
Till I heard you, till I heard you, 
Say my name

Say my name
Say my name
Say my name
Say my name

Say my name, say my name again
Softest sound, softest sound like warm flannel sheets wrapped around me
When the cold autumn wind blows into town

We sleep, we sleep, 
Like mice underground

And when my engine starts to fail, you make me stop and rest
And when I'm dark and feeling down, you tell me that I'm not
You keep me safe from all the awful ways I judge myself
You keep me safe from all the awful ways I judge myself

Say my name, say my name again
May just learn, I may just learn to love the sound
When I hear you, when I hear you, 
Say my name

Mice Underground

The rain’s blowing hard against my window
The colours are grey, cause the light is low
and after the heat, we needed the cold
I’m soaking it in with my thirsty soul

I know I’m gonna say that I am way too cold, but, 
Bring, bring, bring me out
in the cool silver light of the summer rain
it’s all-right to feel this way
it’s all-right, it never stays this grey

It’s the weather
It’s the weather
It’s the weather
It’s the weather

The sun’s coming out and it’s blooming in gold
The colours outside are aggressively bold
It’s chasing the chill off, and warming my bones
I’m starting to feel like I never was cold

I know I am gonna say, that I am way too warm, 
but

Bring me, bring me, bring me out
into the warm golden light of the summer days
it’s all-right to feel this way
and I know it never stays the same

It’s the weather
It’s the weather
It’s the weather
It’s the weather

it’s all-right to feel this way
It’s the weather
it’s all-right to feel this way
It’s the weather
it’s all-right to feel this way
It’s the weather
it’s all-right to feel this way
It’s the weather

Dear Diary

Weather

Moondust

Moments fly
When I'm just a bit of Moondust
Sitting on the surface of a rind
Of the biggest rock
That I've ever touched
Where I'll reside for a limited time

Cause, time, forgets my woes, forgets my name
One day I may not remember anything
But what I touched when I was really here

When I was here
When I was here

When I was here
When I was here
When I was here


Little Tree, Boy, you're gonna grow up
Stretching out your branches to the sky
Watch that wind

Man it blows like hell
You better keep your roots down dug real deep
And careful what you take too seriously because

Cause, time, forgets our woes, forgets our names
One day we may not remember anything
But what we touched when we were really here

When we were here
When we were here

When we were here
When we were here
When we were here

Paper on paper, I'm made up of files 
And my ink's getting light
But I'm not going dry
I've been trying to keep every piece of the pile
But I'm not sure I’ll leave any knowledge behind
I’ll be lucky to leave just a whisper awhile...

Cause it's all in a days work for the universe
And from what I hear it don't care what it is
It's all in a days work for the universe
And on rare days I see I’m just a blip

Time, forgets our woes, forgets our names
One day I may not remember anything
But  I what I touched when I was really here

When I was here
When I was here

When I was here
When I was here
When I was here

Moondust

Say “I know the way”
Say “I know the way”

My beautiful country, I'm doing my best
I try to remember but often forget
I sit in my bubble of machine made warmth

I'm tearing you down 
while protecting myself

and I want you to know
I know I was wrong
I know I was the one

and I want you to know
I'm sorry for the harm I cause

Every part of you kisses every part of me
for as long as I remember
from the blue into the green

I was born into a dream 
of tupperware and gasoline
and fell in love 
with plastic baby dolls
and nursed on greed for batteries

So innocently murdering
I’m innocently murdering

So innocently murdering
I’m innocently murdering

Now I want you to know
I know I was wrong
I know I was the one

and I want you to know
I know I'm sorry for the harm I cause

Remorse Of The Innocent

Late night, there’s a soul
howling on the back porch of my brain

Scratching at my door
wants to spin me out into the wind

No matter what
no matter what I do

Every time I’m running backwards
I fall and hurt my back and bones

Everytime I’m running backwards
I always hurt myself

Don’t
bring my hand to yours

Don’t
bring my hand to yours

I’m too old to hear your moody sounds
Your too old to makes this trouble
running round inside
my head

Everytime I’m running backwards
I fall and hurt my back and bones

Every time I’m running backwards
I always hurt myself


Every time I’m running backwards
I fall and hurt my back and bones

Every time I’m running backwards
I always hurt myself
always hurt myself
I always hurt

Running Backwards

Blue and black of Night
Sips and swallows me and links me to the Wind
ribboning 'round the Trees 
maybe I am here
only just to see
how this mighty Land
wraps itself 'round me

when I got my ear to the ground
without my head full of sound  when I got my ear to the ground
without my head full of sound  I can hear
there's nothing to fear I can hear
I'm home

I am home
 puddles growing deep
fill them up with seed water them with tears
and let it garden me 
maybe I don't mind
being something like a worm stuck here many years
with only moments of the Sun

so many moments of the Sun
I'm filled with moments of the Sun

 
when I got my ear to the ground
without my head full of sound  when I got my ear to the ground
without my head full of sound  I can hear
there's nothing to fear I can hear
I'm home

I do not know why, it’s all ok
that I do not know what I am
I do not know why, it’s all ok
that I do not know what I am
 
but I’ve heard that these Trees
they root themselves quite deep underneath these paths
that twist and carry me 
well, maybe I don't mind
always moving on the place where I now stand
is always BRIGHTER than where I came here from

I do not know why, it’s all ok
that I do not know what I am
when I got my ear to the ground without my head full of sound
I do not know what I am
when I got my ear to the ground without my head full of sound
it’s all ok
  I can hear, there's nothing to fear I can hear, I'm home

Moments of the Sun

Tomorrow I will take the light 
and bend it 'round my day

Tomorrow I will walk ahead
and let your phantom fade

cause I know you are happy
without me
without me

The jury in my head
is begging me to lock 
the thought of innocence away
but the judge is 
torn between her gut
it disagrees with 
the facts displayed

Oh, I was nasty
I was so mad
now you probably hate me
but I love you still
I love you still

I know you are happy
without me
without me

Tomorrow I will take the light 
and force it 'round my day
tomorrow i will walk ahead
but recognize that messes will be made

These chemical thoughts
they put me here
These chemical thoughts
they put me here
These chemical thoughts
they put me here
it could be so simple

could be so simple

Oh Man, We are not being here much, missing so much here! So busy, kiddos homeschool now. I do need to remember this wonderful cloud of kindness and wonderful food for our heads and hearts. If we miss your notes, it’s because we are in a whirlwind of suburban chaos. We will be here forever, but maybe sporadic these next few years. Thanks for existing here Soundcloud Fam! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Two introverts trying to share music from our hearts, while getting our egos busted and our hearts inspired hearing all of the beautiful music here :)
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