Vol. 2, No. 1

The Songs

MP3 files of the following songs are at http://www.mp3.com/fenario:

Annie Gallup, "Georgia O'Keeffe" lyrics / bio
Peter Spencer, "Casanova's Waltz" lyrics / bio
J.P. Jones, "Adios Columbus!" lyrics / bio
Travis Steele Nevels, "Levitation" (instr.) bio

Lyrics

Georgia O'Keefe Could Only Guess About the Future

The woman in this photograph is Georgia O'Keeffe
In nineteen-nineteen
The man behind the camera was in love
Light through the lace
Arc of her waist
As she reaches past the edges of the picture's frame

Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future
Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future

I remember waking with your hand on my heart
The arc of our curl
The same breath in the dark until the birds
Sing you awake
Then turning away
And moving toward the morning past the edge of the frame

Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future
Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future

Hum of the road, hands on the wheel,
Love and the search for love
And tall grass in the fields

Tonight I walked into the sunset
Wild blazing sky
Then walked on by
Until color shaded into black and white
I told you I'd write
But how could I say
The sky goes on forever

Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future
Georgia O'Keeffe could only guess about the future

words & music © 2000 Annie Gallup (ASCAP)

credits:

Cassanova's Waltz
words & music © 1999 Peter Spencer (ASCAP/BMI)

credits:

Adios Columbus!

in the sea of life's little tragedies
you're baptized
your shoes are water proof
but your faith has capsized
i'd buy you a crown of thorns
if i knew your hat size
what do ya think we treated jesus
like that for?
you don't have to pretend
this trip is worth it anymore

lady love on your arm
turned you into a user
when lady luck smiles
you still can't afford to refuse her
she's such a beautiful
beautiful beautiful beautiful loser
but she's heard that line
from guys like you
forty-four times before
you don't have to pretend
this trip is worth it anymore

your lover rode out of town
shaking her fist
once you could rob her blind
now you can't steal a kiss
you only know it wasn't
supposed to go down like this
take the six-gun from your mouth
and drop down on the floor
you don't have to pretend this trip
is worth it anymore

you could hammer on your heart
till freedom rings
you could turn the world around
with words of strings
how you gonna fly in such a
heavy set of wings?
shut your feathers and your glue away
in a silver drawer
you don't have to pretend this trip
is worth it anymore

so your heart is true, so what
you'd still do anything to succeed
with a book of instructions
and a set of impossible needs
it's all you been told
it's only what you choose to believe
tune up your holy mandolin
my lonesome troubadour
you don't have to pretend this trip
is worth it anymore

mother earth may be flat
but your sails are all unfurled
in all the bedrooms of the mind
there is no new boy or girl
there's no one left to leave behind
this is the new world this is it
take my hand and come dance with me
up this faithless shore
is worth it anymorewhere you won't have to pretend this trip

© 1977 jp jones (ASCAP)

credits:

Levitation (instrumental)
music © 1999 Travis Steele Nevels (ASCAP/BMI)