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the first album is a compilation of music written within the last year, in the wake of my divorce and during a period of tremendous change, self-discovery, and renewing my orientation to love.

first album

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burn out

if love is like water the rainfall is shorter than i'd like

if love is fire then i wish it wouldn't burn out tonight

you were the wind, oh, you blew me to my knees

in the morning the ground was still, for you go where you please

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and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

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the sound of a train has always helped me fall asleep

the way that they come then go just always gets the best of me

and when we'd get stopped by one you'd say you bought me a front row seat

i think you always knew soon you'd be the one to leave

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and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

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so burn out

go burn out

go burn out

just burn out

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burn out

if love is like water the rainfall is shorter than i'd like

if love is fire then i wish it wouldn't burn out tonight

you were the wind, oh, you blew me to my knees

in the morning the ground was still, for you go where you please

​

and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

​

the sound of a train has always helped me fall asleep

the way that they come then go just always gets the best of me

and when we'd get stopped by one you'd say you bought me a front row seat

i think you always knew soon you'd be the one to leave

​

and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

​

so burn out

go burn out

go burn out

just burn out

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i walked with you along the water

hearing you breathe softly and softer

i listened to you

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deep in the woods, wandering farther

on the highways, you were the driver

i was there for you

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but you had to get away

i would never make you stay

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i kissed your face harder and harder

you watched me slip under the water

i waited for you

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you turned around under our covers

and saw a ghost, or maybe another

i was next to you

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but you had to get away

i would never make you stay

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i walked with you along the water

i watched you leave, softly and softer

i'm listening to you

do whatever you need to do

divorce in the water

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it almost felt like we made love last night, but i couldn't see your eyes

it almost felt like we made love last night, so i didn't try to see your eyes

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oh baby, though i don't call you that yet

oh baby, i feel so tenderly about this

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i think we're both more than a little scared of taking each other too far inside

i think we're both more than a little scared; we're both coming out of the night

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oh baby, though i don't call you that yet

oh baby, i feel so tenderly about this

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it almost felt like we made love last night, but i couldn't see your eyes

tenderly

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mama said my father used to hold me in his arms and stare for hours

i know she was jealous of the way he would gaze into my eyes and not in hers

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when i became a woman he would call me on the phone to shed his troubles

that man has so many i always felt bad having to let him go

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i'd say daddy don'tcha be so lonely

i'd say daddy you may not be if you had only really looked at me

but you were busy staring at your own reflection

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i've found he swallows all of me so i don't let my daddy in my life now

but it hurts like hell 'cause in these lonely eyes he's still my little girl

 

so i say daddy don'tcha be so lonely

i say daddy you may not be if you would only really look at me

but you're too busy staring at your own reflection

you're too busy staring at your own reflection 

narcissus

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"i guess i'm not romantic like the movies," that's what you said

you don't always hug me tight; you don't always hold my hand

you spend a lot of time just thinkin' to yourself

you don't love the phone and you don't always text me back

 

but you have a quietness that i like

you have a quietness that i like

 

you don't try to affect me by saying the perfect thing

you just show me how you feel in one hundred tiny ways

living's pretty simple to you and you do it with such grace

you pull my heart wide open; you bring a smile to my face

 

'cause you have a quietness that i like

you have a quietness that i like

 

so if you're wondering if you're enough for me

just come let me show you how i feel when you are close to me

 

'cause you have a quietness that i like

and i want your quietness in my life

i want your quietness in my life

 

quietness

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if love is like water the rainfall is shorter than i'd like

if love is fire then i wish it wouldn't burn out tonight

you were the wind, oh, you blew me to my knees

in the morning the ground was still, for you go where you please

​

and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

​

the sound of a train has always helped me fall asleep

the way that they come then go just always gets the best of me

and when we'd get stopped by one you'd say you bought me a front row seat

i think you always knew soon you'd be the one to leave

​

and if i could choose what i'd prefer to do

i wouldn't want someone like you

i wouldn't want someone who leaves like you

​

so burn out

go burn out

go burn out

just burn out

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it's wondering if you'll be here tomorrow that's got me spinning out of my mind today

oh, how i wish that i could feel you without wondering that you're going away

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darling i've been watching you closely; i've been listening to your lips and to your eyes

darling, i've been watching you closely, but god knows there's nothing concrete in these skies

and it's wondering if you'll be here tomorrow that's got me spinning out of my mind today

oh, how i wish that i could feel you without wondering that you're going away

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forever is a long time to promise, especially since it don't exist

so why this lonely obsession? i keep trying to seal my soul with your kiss

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and it's wondering if you'll be here tomorrow that's got me spinning out of my mind today

oh, how i wish that i could feel you without wondering that you're going away

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it's wondering if you'll be here tomorrow

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baby, baby, baby i didn't know we'd make it here

i'm starting to feel lazy in the warmth of your stare

i worried for a long time that you wouldn't feel the same

but i'm starting to think love may not be such a lonely game

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and the sunshine falls like gold, or maybe it's raining; i don't know

and the rain streams down in rays, or maybe it's sunshine; i can't say, i can't say

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lift me up when i am feeling low

nevermind; that's what you do

so hold me up like mittens in the cold

nevermind; that's just what you do

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and the sunshine falls like gold, or maybe it's raining; i don't know

and the rain streams down in rays, or maybe it's sunshine; i can't say, i can't say

maybe it's sunshine

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you don't ask for much in love, i've noticed that

you just step on into my heart and kindly hang your hat

i'm a weathered fortress filled with many webs

i spend a lot of energy just running around the edge

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and when you're intertwined with me, sometimes i don't know how to breathe

i'm just saying honestly, i don't wanna rob your dignity because i am lacking

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it's important to me to me that you feel free

that you feel free, it's important to me

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the first word for freedom was a word called "amagi"

i don't know how to pronounce it but i learned what it means

come back, restore, return to mother

and i think freedom don't mean a damn thing if you can't trust another

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i've got control of a few things, but i can't change what i am

and i want someone who's coming back to me that way i'm coming back to them

i guess that love is more than holding on or letting go

it's the sending out; it's the coming home

so with my heart and in my arms

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it's important to me that you feel free,

that you feel free

it's important to me that you feel free,

that you feel free, it's important to me

you feel free

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