Nancy G. Brundrett's Heartmusic Journal
 

 
Whatever strikes my fancy now and then....
 
 
   
 
Sunday, January 25, 2004
 
FOOTSTEPS

FOOTSTEPS, ALL THE COMINGS AND THE GOINGS
IMPRESSIONS IN THE DUST AND IN THE SAND
I AM A HARBOR, YOUR SHIP COMES IN
THEN SEEING YOU RETREAT INTO THE SUNSET AGAIN
I JUST COULD NOT FIND THE RIGHT WORDS TO SAY
BEING SO YOUNG AS YOUR FOOTSTEPS WALKED AWAY

FOOTSTEPS WERE MOVING SO MUCH CLOSER
OUR EYES MEETING FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME
SPARKS IGNITE INTO FIRE AND PASSION IN THE NIGHT
GRAVITY PULLED US INTO EACH OTHER'S EMPTY HEARTS
YOU TOOK MY LOVE, OUR STEPS BECAME ONE
THEN I SAW YOUR FOOTPRINTS RECEDE INTO THE SUN

FOOTSTEPS LIKE THE SEASONS HAVE COME AND GONE
MILLIONS OF SECONDS SO I PUT THEM TO A SONG
SO YOU TELL ME NOW TO GO "CRY YOUR CRY"
TO REMEMBER ALL THE TEARS THAT FELL FROM YOUR EYES
I SEE THE SCARS I ENTAILED AND THEY MAKE ME WANT TO DIE
BECAUSE THERE IS NO ROOM FOR ME NOW AS YOU PASS BY

FOOTSTEPS IN THE CHILLING WINTER SNOW
AT THE CROSSROADS WHERE WE OFTEN GO
NOW I HAVE SO MUCH TO SAY FROM DEEP INSIDE
BUT YOU CAN NOT GO THERE SO YOU TURN AWAY AND HIDE
DON'T FADE AWAY INTO THE TIDE AND THE WINDS OF YOUR WAYS
DON'T MAKE ME TURN TO ONLY MY DREAMS OF YESTERDAYS

IT IS LONELY HERE IN MY GARDEN OF SOLITUDE
SEEING THESE FOUR WALLS I DARE NOT CLIMB
IMPRISIONED BY CHAINS OF LOVE, MAKING IT HARD TO SEE
WILL YOUR FOOTSTEPS COME TO THE DOOR AND TURN THE KEY?
PROBABLY NOT, BUT I WILL WAIT AN ETERNITY
YOU WERE THE ONLY ONE THAT EVER KNEW HOW TO HOLD ME

GOD IN HEAVEN CAN YOU RELEASE FROM THIS PAIN?
HOLY WATER FROM MY SOUL CAN YOU REMOVE THIS STAIN?
IF I HAD SPOKEN MY HEART SOONER IT WOULD NOT BE THE SAME
NOW I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AT WHO IS TO BLAME
BUT I CAN IMAGINE YOUR FOOTSTEPS IN THE MORNING RAIN
COMING BACK TO COMFORT ME WITH YOUR LOVING ARMS AGAIN

LEAPING FORWARD, THEN TWO STEPS BACK
SORRY I DID NOT GIVE YOU WHAT YOU LACK?
HOLDING A CANDLE BURNING SO HOT AND BRIGHT
MY HEART IS A BEACON BEATING IN THE NIGHT
FILLING THE EMPTINESS WITH COMFORTING TRUE LOVE FLOWING INTO ONE
IS HOPE LOST AGAIN, SEEING YOUR FOOTSTEPS DISPPEARING INTO THE SUN?
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What can I say? It's Sunday and I am moody. One week of extreme illness makes me weak and want to dig deep. By writing this poem, I can release my feelings of sadness & anxiety from my heart and soul. I can cast my burdens far away in this poem...Far away to that garden of solitude where I dwell from time to time..

Nancy G. "Firefly"
www.nancy-heartmusic.com

Rich blessings to you.....

Thursday, January 22, 2004
 
OLD FRIENDS
By: Simon and Garfunkel

Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends

Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends

Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy

Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears

____________________________________________



BOOKENDS
BY: Simon and Garfunkel

Time it was and what a time it was it was,
A time of innocence, a time of confidences,
Long ago It must be, I have a photograph
Preserve your memories, they're all that's left you

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DANGLING CONVERSATION
BY: Simon and Garfunkel

In the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.

And you read your Emily Dickinson,
And I my Robert Frost,
And we note our place with bookmarkers
That measure what we've lost.
Like a poem poorly written
We are verses out of rhythm,
Couplets out of rhyme,
In syncopated time
Lost in the dangling conversation
And the superficial sighs,
Are the borders of our lives.

Yes, we speak of things that matter,
With words that must be said,
"Can analysis be worthwhile?"
"Is the theater really dead?"
And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives.

_____________________________________

Where Are You Going?
By: Dave Matthews

Where are you going, with your long face pulling down?
Donít hide away, like an ocean
But you canít see, but you can smell
And the sound of the waves crash down

I am no superman
I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh thatís for sure
But I do know one thing for sure
Is where you are, is where I belong
I do know, where you go, is where I want to be

Where are you going, where do you go?
Are you looking for answers, to questions under the stars?
If along the way you are growing weary,
you can rest with me until a brighter day
Itís okay, where are you going, where do you go?

I am no superman
I have no answers for you
I am no hero, oh thatís for sure
But I do know one thing for sure
Is where you are, is where I belong
I do know, where you go, is where I want to be

Where are you going, where do you go?
Are you looking for answers, where do you go?

Where are you going?
Where do you go?
Letís go.
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RETROFLECTIVE
BY: Nancy G "firefly"

I am the one always looking back
To the feelings deep inside that I now lack
And they're falling like a new spring rain
So into my memories I fly again and again

I've been down this road many times before
There's the path, here's the key to the door
I see a book opened up to a page on the floor
Saying, "The biggest regret is I didn't hold you more"

Retroflective am I
Into my dreams I do fly
Til my heart stops and the day I die
Retroflective am I

You are my every, every sunrise
All the colors of your eyes
And the moon is out tonight
I remember you held me tight
But I'm sitting alone in the dark
The candles glow
The watermark
Retroflective am I
Into my memories I do fly
Come fly with me
Come fly with me
Retroflective am I
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Sunday, January 18, 2004
 
THE SPACE BETWEEN HELLO AND GOODBYE

BY: NANCY G "FIREFLY"

EACH GOODBYE IS THE TIME UNTIL THE NEXT HELLO
THIS SPACE INHIBITS MY HEART AND SOUL
THINKING ABOUT WORDS FREQUENTLY EXCHANGED
MANY MEMORABLE MOMENTS LIKE A GIFT SHARED
SEEMS TO BE AN ETERNITY ALONE TOGETHER

IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR PATTERNED WAYS
I FEAST ON OUR LONG YEARS OF DIALOGUE
COUNTING YOUR OLD AND NEW TOUCHES MAKES ME SMILE
IT KEEPS ME WARM INSIDE DEEP INTO THE NIGHT
WAKING THOUGH WITH GOLDEN DREAMS TURNING INTO RUST

WHEN I HEAR GOODBYE I RETALIATE WITH MANY HELLOS
MY WORDS ECHO BACK TO ME SOMETIMES UNRECEIVED
LIKE WATCHING WATER GO DOWN THE DRAIN
WITH ALL MY OTHER LONGINGS SWIFTLY RETREATING
LIKE THE SPACE BETWEEN HELLO AND GOODBYE

ALWAYS IN THIS SILENCE I CAN HEAR
THE SOUND BETWEEN THE TICKS OF THE SECOND HAND
I FIND THIS A MYSTERY BEING TIMELESS
IT'S THE EMPTINESS THAT IS FOREVER PRESENT
NEVER ABSENT FROM THE DEPTH OF MY BEING

WATCHING AND WAITING FOR THE NEXT HELLO
I CAN'T HELP BUT HAVE THE TIME TO WORRY AND WONDER
SO, WHAT IS IT LIKE IN YOUR DISTANT WORLD?
WHERE ARE YOU NOW? WHAT DO YOU REALLY FEEL?
ARE YOUR THOUGHTS STILL LOCKED UP IN YOUR VAULT?

FALLING INTO MY BED IN THE SMALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT
WRESTLING HARD AGAINST THE CURRENT OF THIS FLOWING RIVER
INTO THE EMPTINESS OF THE UNSURE FUTURE
I'M CASTING LIGHT, IS THAT A NO TRESPASSING SIGN UP AHEAD?
STILL MY HEART BLEEDS FOR ANOTHER HELLO

ARE THE PATTERNS LIKE THE SEASON OF TIME?
I'M THINKING OUT LOUD A LOT THESE DAYS
I AM WAITING PATIENTLY FOR THE NEXT HELLO
I ANGUISH, WILL IT BE NOW OR TOMORROW
OR AN ETERNITY? I JUST DON'T KNOW

GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS FROM SUNRISE TO SUNSET
THE SUN, MOON AND THE STARS LIGHT MY PATH
WHEN WILL COMPASSION AND FORGIVENESS BE FOUND?
I'LL BE WAITING FOR YOU BETWEEN THE SPACE OF HELLO AND GOODBYE
IT MIGHT BE FOREVER. WHO IS TO TELL?

FRAGILE LIKE A WHITE ROSE IN THE SNOW
YOU ARE LADEN WITH THE CHAINS YOU CARRY
THE PAIN I FEEL IS FROM THE SCARS I GAVE OTHERS
NOW THE RAIN FOLLOWS ME EVERYWHERE I GO
I'M PRAYING TO GOD TO EMBRACE ME AND HE FREE ME FROM THE WORD "GOODBYE"

ONE YEAR AND A DAY AGO, I HELD YOUR HELLOS CLOSE TO MY HEART
TREASURING EACH WORD, SMOOTHING MORE THAN YOU WOULD EVER KNOW
IN A LIFETIME, THROUGH ETERNITY, THAT SOUND, BEFORE EACH TICKING TIME PIECE
I AM OVERWHELMED AND FROZEN IN
THE SPACE BETWEEN HELLO AND GOODBYE















Monday, January 05, 2004
 
GIRL WITH GUITAR

I AM A SUNSET WATCHING FOOL
ATTENDED LOVE'S HEARTBREAK SCHOOL
SOMETIMES I GET SO BURNED
YOU THINK BY NOW I WOULD HAVE LEARNED
ALWAYS LOVED YOU, LOVED YOU FREE
NOW LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME
GIRL WITH GUITAR
NOBODY'S GIRL

UP ON THE STAGE PLAYING MY GUITAR
GUY IN THE CROWD THINKS I AM A STAR
BUT DEEP INSIDE, DEEP INSIDE
IS WHERE I GO, WHERE I GO TO HIDE
ALWAYS LOVED YOU, LOVED YOU FREE
NOW LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME
GIRL WITH GUITAR
NOBODY'S GIRL

MY FRIENDS THINK I'M INSANE
ALL MY LOVERS LEFT ME WITH ALL THIS RAIN
I ONLY HAVE MYSELF TO BLAME
BUT I GET UP EACH DAY AND RIDE THIS TRAIN
ALWAYS LOVED YOU, LOVED YOU FREE
NOW LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME
GIRL WITH GUITAR
NOBODY'S GIRL

GIRL WITH GUITAR, I HAD A CHANCE TO CHANGE MY WORLD
NOBODY'S GIRL, I CLIMBED THE MOUNTAIN AND LET MY FLAG UNFURL
AT LOVE I HAVE WON AND LOST
ALL MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU IS WHAT IT COST
BUT I ALWAYS LOVED YOU, LOVED YOU FREE
NOW LOOK WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME
GIRL WITH GUITAR
NOBODY'S GIRL

BY: NANCY G. "FIREFLY"
WWW.NANCY-HEARTMUSIC.COM

 

 
   
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