CONTEMPLATION

Sometimes I'm filled with irritation
Past the point of placation
Irritation

What is that and where is it from
That is that and what have I done
To deserve feeling that way
To deserve to feel that way

Sometimes I'm filled with celebration
Consumed with total exhilaration
Filled with celebration

What is that and where is it from
What is that and what have I done
To deserve feeling that way
To deserve to feel that way

Sometimes I'm filled with contemplation
Inner mental liberation
Contemplation

What is that and where is it from
What is that and what have I done
To deserve feeling that way
To deserve to feel that way
To feel that way

PEOPLE COME

I tend not to give you much credit
Cause you're giving so much to yourself
I bend in the way of not caring
But somehow you still can not tell
I guess that

People come and people go
People come and people go
Come and go

It's not that it's making me crazy
It's not that it runs really deep
It's just that it all could be so different
But I guess that just never will be
It seems that

People come and people go
People come and people go
Come and go

Funny you didn't hear me coming
And you don't hear me going away
Funny you think that I am running
And that's just about all I need say
Except that

People come and people go
People come and people go
Come and go

GONE TO MEXICO
(Words/Music C 1993 Tom Ovans)

Low riding Chevy Smoking down the trail
Forbidden love Out jumping bail
Painted sky Desert dawn
It's too late papa  She's already gone
She's gone to Mexico
Gone to Mexico

Old man walking Down factory lane
Through the black smoke  Through the acid rain
Boys on the corner Sipping the thunderbird
Say hey bossman Haven't you heard
He's gone to Mexico Gone to Mexico

I knew this guy Who lived on the road
He used to tell me  'bout the days of old
But anyway He used to say to me
If you ain't rich kid You're better off free

Two lovers Laying in the dark
Lighting candles In the temple of the heart
Somewhere north A chain is broken
In golden dreams The gods have spoken
They've gone to Mexico
Gone to Mexico

OKLAHOMA 1912

Twenty eight years past In 19 and 12
I was born into a small town into living hell
Then it boomed and it grew as they dug in the soil
We got the grease
No we didn't get no oil

First my sister burn dead Then my mother gone mad
Then the fires took over took all I had
And it hung in my head an unspoken foil
Oh we got the grease
No we didn't get no oil

From father to daughter From mother to son
Twas the misfortune Of the selected one
Now I'm runnin down the road I am cursed with my toil
We got the grease
No we didn't get no oil

Twenty eight years past In 19 and 12
I was born into a small town Into living hell

SOPHIE FRANKENSTEIN

Mrs. Sophie Frankenstein age 95
Had been failing in her health for quite some time
So it came as no surprise the way she died
According to her cousin judge McBride

Mrs. Sophie Frankenstein age 95
A former teacher with the schools in Belmont heights
Was an alumnus of prestigious U of I
According to her cousin Judge McBride

Mrs. Sophie Frankenstein age 95
Friends may call at Johnson's funeral after five
With burial after services inside
According to her cousin Judge McBride

Mrs. Sophie Frankenstein age 95
Will be remembered with the children by her side
No there are not many left of her kind
According to her cousin Judge McBride
According to her cousin Judge McBride

LONELINESS

Those Sundays come much quicker
Than any other day
Funny how the dreaded things  
They just turn out that way
Yeah they just turn out that way

It's on Sunday when those old times
Come alive and are awake
And you sit there and you wonder
How much more that you can take
How much more that you can take

Of loneliness
Loneliness

Those well meaning people
Good advice they offer you
They say you should be happy
Like it's just that easy to do
Like it's just that easy to do

This too shall pass
You repeat once again
And you wish you could believe  
It but you just can't feel the end
No you just can't feel the end

Of loneliness
Loneliness

Where does this leave you
What are you supposed to do
Everywhere you look
Nothing is new
No nothing is new

I don't know the answer
But I sure wish that I did
Cause then you know I would tell you  
And we could both be rid
Yeah we could both be rid

Of loneliness
Loneliness

NEVER SAY IT AGAIN

I was going to call it in love alone
You don't have to mention it
I know it's been done
But that's really how it happened
So what else would I say
He didn't love me and I loved him
Another one that way

How to say it so it's different
Without trying to defend
How to say it so you'll understand
Then never say it again

Getting back to the problem
That looms here at hand
How to finalize the story
Of this woman and this man
How they went off together
As I looked the other way
Oh I couldn't bear to see it
Probably couldn't today

How to say it so it's different
Without trying to defend
How to say it so you'll understand
Then never say it again

You know writing is a funny thing
An emptying of the head
When you're not sure of the ending
It's hard to make sense
Oh but maybe that's the reason
To do it I suppose
To figure out what's going on
And maybe bring it to a close

How to say it so it's different
Without trying to defend
How to say it so you'll understand
Then never say it again
I was going to call it in love alone

MY TIME

You say you say that time it is moving along
And you say you say that time that I shoulda been gone
Can you say I'm right or wrong
I don't think so
I know me

I am I it is me nothing else to say or see
It is me I am I you can try and try and try and try
But it's mine
It's my time

Break

I take I take my time and it may seem long
But I play I play my time like a favorite song
Can you say I'm right or wrong
I don't think so
I know me

I am I it is me nothing else to say or see
It is me I am I you can try and try and try and try
But it's mine
It's my time

Break

Yeah it's mine it's my time

All songs c 1997 Lou Ann Bardash

(except where otherwise noted)

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