Little Wildernesses- words and music by Sue Quigley c)QuigchikPublishing 2017
Smoke from a signal fire
light it up and watch it die
all the ways we try and try to figure out who's in this skin...
well the wind blows the ash around
of what I wrote and what I thought I found
that you meant to me just another story being played out
fro our earliest stage
the script stays on the same page...
Until we heal and gain some ground and make it through
all these little wildernesses inside- turning us around... to who we are
and who we tried to be
only to see in the sun's eyes
finally we're apprised
of the path towards the inside spark
the light that eats up the dark
This forest but for these trees
this same old role in a familiar scene
in our very bones
we don't know what we don't know...
The stars above won't show you how to make it through- you just gotta stand in your truth
The stars above didn't sow me how to make it through- I just stand here in my truth...
and love me enough to release you...
well the wind blows the ash around
of what I wrote and what I thought I found....
Words and music by Sue Quigley- C)2017 QuigchikMusic
When we were outlaws, and beyond the pale
When the writing on the wall was for our eyes only…on the trail , seeking holy…
Holy reverence- among the older ones
Who shined a light and framed it just right
To stop feeling like
A creature who can only can come out at night….
Then you had to know a code, a song a dance, a knowing glance that let you in-across the border away from them….
Always them, in majority, trapped in conformity
And was this the way
Who could really say?
But there you stood
In yer boots and Vuarnets
Daring just one of them to say-anything
And you’d have bet ‘em to the ground
Yes you had to march yes you said aloud, everything we were taught to keep pushed down
When we were Outlaws….when we were outlaws (repeat)
Back then she said, it’s not what I’d want for you
You should see someone
It’s not t normal you know-you’ll always be alone….always be alone
But your eyes met mie,silently said it’s alright and I could see your strength take it all away
You were so proud, I could tell you lived out loud- you lived out loud
And you’d have beat ‘em to the ground
Yes we had to march, yes we said aloud
Everything we were taught to keep pushed down
When we were outlaws...
Catch or Fall
Words and music by Sue Quigley- Copyright 2017 QuigchikMusic on ALL words and music
Coffee-stained paper, full of empty white…
Mountains cap the waves below them, in the midday light…like they’re waiting for something…
Coming back from somewhere,going just to here,
Time you stop and contemplate, cuz it’s whispering in your ear-are you waiting for something?
Why ask why-the key is in the dreaming…and coming true or not however fleeting-after all-it’s yours to catch or fall…cuz you don’t have all the time in the world…
Looking down on our shadow, small upon the sea…like a ghost of someone still chasing their life so desperately-
I wonder, is the hard-wiring still so intact? To make the place for the needle to attach- there’s finally no mask to remove-I’m through looking over my shoulder for the next great truth-
Why ask why, the key is in the dreaming.,etc.,
Constant as the waves, true as the stars, time has come to ne-exactly where we are-
And I’m not waiting for nothin’, I’m not waiting for no one...
words and music by Sue Quigley
All of the oxygen
Is heading for the exits…
What door is yours? What door is mine?...
Who knows where this leads and why?...
She grabs the controls,… and heads right for the ground-…she’s up and down the paper-colored sky…
Coming to consciousness…
Nothing’s what you ordered and that’s why…
Nothing looks the same,.. from this high a place ever again…
What used to be so easy on your own, now you find yourself doubting these four walls…
Now it’s too high, to jump from here,..
she’s putting on her mask first
Cuz it’s up to her, to breathe in the blue
Of who she is up here…
Nothing looks the same-from this high a place ever again-…
Well it used to be so easy on my own- now I find myself doubting my own 4 walls…
Now it’s too high to jump from here
I’m putting on my mask first-cuz it’s up to me to breathe in the blue
Of who I am up here- who I am up here…