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Leave on the Lights
04:58
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you came and went like passing sunlight through the trees
warming my lips and chest i ran toward your company
the light was always strong though shadows raced so quick between
shifting the focus far away from what we're born to be
i'm lighting candles
on an alter full of stones
i close my eyes and hear you humming a new song
i'll take a book to bed
i'm going to be alone again tonight
i leave on the lights
over the mountains in the desert just beyond
you bloom again with love rising like the morning sun
i chose to let you go to know ourselves again
and now i take the time to love myself as you once did
i'm lighting candles
on an alter full of stones
i close my eyes and hear you humming a new song
i'll take a book to bed
i'm going to be alone again tonight
i leave on the lights
i'm lighting candles
on an alter full of stones
i close my eyes and hear you humming a new song
i'll take a book to bed
i'm going to be alone again tonight
i leave on the lights
tonight... i leave on the lights...
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April Full Moon
03:40
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under an april full moon
i'm lookin up thinkin of you
as feelings wash over and through
under an april full moon
oh i see your eyes within my heart
beneath the soft blue light that's screaming
even fools deserve another chance
under an april full moon
candles now light up a room
with a smile you'll blow them out soon
and i pray all your wishes come true
i feel you from a distance now
beneath a moonlit sky that's singing
even angels have their work to do
under an april full moon...
i can't go to sleep
though i'm deep in a dream
of flying with you
tangled with your mouth
like vines round an old house
in a moment of laughter
smiling at all we've been through
out of nothing comes everything new
gracefully dancing in tune
equally great as we move
trusting the light of the moon
i hear your voice upon the wind
a gift that calls for opening
and rising like a dozen white balloons
under an april full moon
under an april full moon
under an april full moon
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Time to Let Go
04:33
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me and momma drivin and i don't know why she's crying once again
trees are passing by planes up in the sky and autumn wind
as she reaches for the dial with the edges of a smile full of grace
turning up the song so we both can sing along while dads away
oh let go of what has been
there's nothing there for you my friend
i moved out to the city to be closer to the love that i had found
the greatest one i'd ever known deserving of a scepter throne and crown
but our fears became it all and like a shattered waterfall of glass and grey
blessed mirrors that we'd been became reflections of two strangers gone a stray
oh let go of what has been
there's nothing there for you my friend
oh let go of what has been
there's nothing there for you my friend
i cant believe all the pain we've caused
delivered to the ones we love the most
i didnt even know i didnt know
how i had been acting out a ghost
of all the ignorance i condemned
now i can feel how hard it is
when you live trapped by your judgements
blinded by a fear of not knowing
so now as i trust it all by choice
and gratefully surrender to the source
everything is perfect as it is
all within a magic universe
it's time to let go
it's time to let go
oh let go of what has been
there's nothing there for you my friend
oh let go of what has been
there's nothing there for you my friend
it's time to let go
it's time to let go...
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The Projectionist
01:35
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i know i haven't been supportive in the past
a dilapidated theater always threatening to collapse
littered at the entry old ticket stubs and chewing gum
and velvet rope stanchions then ushered us on
once graciously invited toward the creaky seats
every step taken a picture focused on the screen
there projected in your eyes came alive the cruelest fears i'd grown to know in several life times
as all the monsters of my doubts and criticisms screamingly clear attacking whats most close and dear
yelling stop to the projectionist who slowly turned to hear my objections then
when i finally met his gaze my stomach dropped miles below the floor, beneath his mask he wore my face
surrendering to silence tears gushed in violence i felt toward myself which was the cause of this i saw
i never wished to cast what's poisoned me into another soul especially yours, a goddess queen
day after day i forgive myself for that
if practice makes perfect i'm a forgiver,
forgiveness now my craft
as for the movie house inside my head that held the dark?
i burned it down, built an amusement park inside my heart
for all the roller coasters, carousels and ferris wheels
serve to shake me from my memories and remember how real life feels...
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The Forgiver
03:35
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you're forgiven for your anger
forgiven for your fear
forgiven for not listening with your heart but just your ears
forgiven for the moments that you lost yourself in pain
forgiven for the choices that you wish that you could change
forgiveness courses through our hearts
each moment marks another start
believe we'll get a chance again
when all has been forgiven
we are...
forgiven for impatience
forgive your own distrust
forgiven for withholding gratitude from those you love
forgiven for your judgments
you can forgive your ceaseless mind
forgiven for forgetting who you really are inside
forgiveness courses through our hearts
each moment marks another start
believe we'll get a chance again
when all has been forgiven
we are forgiven
all we are forgiven...
forgiveness courses through our hearts
each moment marks another start
believe we'll get a chance again
when all has been forgiven
in our hearts
each moment marks another start
believe we'll get a chance again
when all has been forgiven
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my favorite jeans are loosing their knees
worked away slowly with comfort and ease
a constant companion through think and through thin
i've worn them for ages these jeans are my friend
a reminder of people and places i've known
these jeans have a history a life of their own
as the colors fade steady with each passing day
the past move farther and farther away
i'd throw these old tattered blue jeans away
if i thought that would free me from you
but my mind's been a slave to the memories we made
so i wait as they fade away too
there's holes in my favorite jeans pockets
everything that i put there falls through
all the change i could spend on phone calls and candy
ends up on the street before noon
it's not that i don't think about
maybe sewing my pockets up soon
but forgetting what needs to be done is so easy
when all i can think of is you
i'd throw these old tattered blue jeans away
if i thought that would free me from you
but my mind's been a slave to the memories we made
so i wait as they fade away too
my favorite jeans are dying
with them dies all that they knew
in knowing forgetting could be all that simple
and i might meet somebody new
yeah i might meet somebody new
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Parker Ainsworth Los Angeles, California
“Parker Ainsworth has the voice of a man whose lived many lives in one lifetime. He’s a mystic wandering bard…you can hear the Texan smoke in his voice and his finger picking should be studied. He’s a painter with words and his palette is plentiful. I was a fan in an instant.” ~ NohoArtsDistrict ... more
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