THE HEART OF JOAN OF ARC
Written by Ingrid Ferris
copyright 2013
Chorus:
I am Joan of Arc, I hear voices in the night
They say Joan take up your sword, go on the field take up the fight.
I know they were angels, I saw wings before they took flight
They say the heart of a saint is fire, it burns from the inside out.
Chorus: Signaling through the flames, I see you signaling through the flames…x 2
Verse:
1. I am a woman of spirit and light, I’ve come to warn you of plagues and of blight
I led an army at a young age and ended a war that other men waged.
2. I have a martyrs crown on my head, on my breast the fleur de le
They say I am merciful, gentle and kind, but I burn with a fire that destroys your lies.
3. In the end they set me on fire, for visions that soon transpired
I did all by Gods command, but you cannot destroy what you don’t understand.
Add: Signaling through the flames I see you signaling through the flames I see you signaling through the flames. x 2
Add 2: choir – Hee ho roo ho roo hoo, hee ho roo ho roo x2
Chorus: Signaling through the flames x 2
1. Who can say that I did not succeed, in the raising the siege of Orlean
The army followed the Fleur de lis, voices raised in triumph and song
2. You can burn me at the stake, but my visions I will not forsake
I’ve heard what I’ve heard and seen what I’ve seen, and my conscious is clear and clean.
3. In the end you condemned me, but in truth you set me free,
your fire did not stop the voices you see, and now I blaze in eternity.
Chorus: Signaling through the flames x 2
1. God have mercy for what you have done, you’ve taken the Maiden of Orlean
You tied me down you shut me up, but my words will be heard long after you’re gone.
2. One life is all that we have, and we live it as we believe,
My visions told me the truth and history will be my proof.
3. These are my final words, the last thing I need to say
I stand against the enemy, those who murder , exploit and end in decay
LONGING SONG
Written by Ingrid Ferris
Copyright 2013
Dried weeds sedately blowing
Plato read from living lips
Miles of misunderstanding
Ache and twist, here south
You north, God how I miss you
Glinting nuances so cleverly gifted
Why my words must echo
Only half heard in this
Grand chamber hall
Where the children
Paint abstracts
And me the mummy looking on
With a half grim grin.
Don’t you know I would always hold you
Here on this plane, where everything is you and I
Illuminated. Where to be a mermaid is the natural thing
And the rush of waves just the natural rush of our souls.
Aloness mummifies my spirit and I
Question why this purgatory from
The heaven of your presence, of the
Heaven of your presence.
Chorus: But I’m not gunna let you go, no I’m not gunna let you go, I’m not gunna let you go
Cuz I am like the moon, pulling, pulling you
And you are like the tide
Rising up, rising up, like a lion, like lion,
Lika liyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyi….
( into Gymnopedie Nr.1)
Singing until fade out – Not gunna let you go….
EMPTY QUARTER
( Song for my Dad)
Written by Ingrid Ferris
Copyright 2013
You leave behind children who will weep
They will remember your smell like sheep tallow
And books and books,
Musty, mysterious, full of possibilities.
You were Dad, big hands
Shouldering more and still more,
You were vine tender, wine maker,
Worldly scribe and non-conformist
Family romantic in an unnatural age.
You were a man at war
Born to the wrong era,
Chieftain adrift in a matriarchal age.
Chorus:
Do you sail the seas with your childhood heroes,
Do you climb the peaks of Kilimanjaro
Do you sleep at night under foreign stars
Do you hear the drums of the caravan,
Do you think of us in the Empty Quarter, Empty Quarter, Empty Quarter.
Your children will remember
You with sheer granite determination
Hiking us to Paleolithic times
To see, suffer, learn.
This was no recreation, but initiation,
Your children would be no industry cast off
You claimed the stuff of flesh and bones.
Where came that cry of war pipes from
In your heart some vast open land that ached to be explored.
Chorus:
And we will look for you at the ends of the world
In the Empty Quarter, or the Kali Gandaki, in Mooktinath ,
Ghorepani, Toroong la, Jomsom and Pokarah
And this is a eulogy without end
For love is a burrowing animal
Always opening new ground
And a child never stops grieving when the parent departs.
Chorus:
You see Daddy, you leave behind children who will weep
Our hearts full from all that was you. X3
Chorus:
Cave Man Song
written by Ingrid Ferris
copyright 2013
He gathers wood he builds a fire
Under a clear sky, indigo night.
He lays the wood like an Indian tee pee
He blows the flame
He looks like a chief.
He crouches low he moves around
He tends the fire he warms the ground. X2
Chorus: We tell some stories, he holds my hand
We are both filled he is my man.
We kiss and we hug, we burn we are bright
Under a clear sky, indigo night
Oh what a life under the stars
Trees silhouetted here by the fire.
I crouch low, I move around
I tend the fire I warm the ground. X2
Chorus:
In the distance Is our tribe
They’re playin’ their drums out under the sky.
I see their fire, I smell their smoke,
They seem so happy, they are my folk.
They crouch low, they move around
They tend the fire, they warm the ground. X2
In the darkness we breath deep
The smell of juniper and lavender.
We sleep on the dirt wrapped in our blanket
We listen to nature sing our song.
We crouch low we move around
We tend the fire we warm the ground. X2
Chorus:
White Gull Rising
Poem by Joe Illing
Copyright 2013
Like a white gull rising in a shaft of sun,
Wings out-stretched, filled with the wind,
A solitary traveler in an oil-black sky,
I shall return to you.
Like a Coho salmon from uncharted seas,
Jumping, twisting, with silver back arched,
An acrobat dancing in rainbow spray,
I shall return to you.
Like a prodigal son, turning from thieves,
From crack houses, jails, from unholy gutters
Littered with glass and human debris
I shall return to You.
You shall clean me and comfort me,
And bathe me in warm spring water
You shall dress me in white linen
And feed me a feast of Thanksgiving.
Your forgiveness shall cure me, forever,
Your love shall resurrect me,
When like a white gull rising,
I shall return to You.
Diamonds and Rust
By Joan Baez
Well I’ll be damned
here comes your ghost again
But that’s not unusual
it’s just that the moon is full
And you happen to call.
You burst on the scene
already a legend,
The unwashed phenomenon,
the original vagabond,
You strayed into my arms.
And there you stayed,
temporarily lost at sea,
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half shell
could keep you unharmed.
And here I sit, hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I’d known
A couple of light years ago
Headed straight for a fall.
I
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust.
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer that robins eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from
A booth in the Midwest.
Well I see you standing
with brown leaves all around
And snow in your hair
And you’re smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel over Washington Square.
Our breath comes out white clouds
It mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there.
Now you’re telling me
You’re not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who were so good with words
And at keeping things vague.
Cause I need some of that vagueness now
It all comes back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
But if you offering me diamonds and rust
Well I’ve already paid.
WOODS GIRL BALLAD
Poem written by Rick Clark
copyright 2013
You walk out of the woods
The woods beyond my house
You come naked as my soul
Only leaves for a blouse.
You walk into my room
Gently soften my bed
You listen and remember
To every word I ever said.
Chorus:
Up grows the barley
Out spreads the limbs
Deep in my heart you tarry
It’s you I’m gonna marry
All day and all night you
Tinker with my birth
You bring a bright green fire
To my cold black hearth.
Yours is the voice of the cougar
The deer and the owl
Yours the deep night chirping
The moon makes me howl.
Chorus:
Vocalease:
Your deep woods are boundless
Your songs dark and lyrical
Your silence truly silent
Your eyes my miracle.
But one day unannounced
You walk back into the woods
Whose name I couldn’t pronounce
Too true to be that good.
Chorus:
JENNIFER & JO
Written by Ingrid Ferris
Copyright 2013
Good bye Jennifer and Jo, didn’t we have a time at Brandywine
We almost made it to pure, with our ragged clothes and holy shoes
We looked to be healed, not to be fooled, we believed this life could be true
And the forest sang us to sleep every night, in our dreams we were bathed in light.
Chorus:
And we’ll all go home, Jennifer and Jo, it’ll be like when and never like before.
And the songs we’ll sing, and the dances we’ll dance, to that place we call heaven, to that place we call home.
We sat by the street shot full of light, and passers by
We laughed and cried and hugged awhile, then Jo caught a ride t San Diego
The last time I saw her was on TV, she talked about her life on the street.
I said to the screen where did you go, where did you go my Jo?
Chorus:
The last time I saw Jennifer, she’s cut off her long hair
She was so worn down a single mom, never time to hang around
But she talked of a dream to go to New Orleans
To her true love back in her home town.
To find some peace, some peace of mind.
Chorus:
I Know Who You Are
Written by Ingrid Ferris
Copyright 2013
I know who you are, you came to sit by my fire
You came with your angel wings, you spoke of heavenly things
You came with your ancient stories.
You came with all your wisdom.
And you threw light in the fire, light in my eyes, light in the fire, light in my eyes
I know who you are, I know who you are, I know who you are.
Ancient story teller come sit by my side
I miss the thought that we might survive these times.
Come sit in my wattle daub hut by the burn of Sheeoch
I need to hear your comfort and prayer
I need to know that you are there
I know who you are, I know who you are
Bringer of the light, Singer of the stars
Creator of the world, center of my heart,
And you said rise up, you said rise up, you said rise up, you said rise up.
Instrumental:
Through 1st & 2nd part of song.
Then you rose to say good bye, and I saw wings down by your side.
You said find your way through the cold dark desert
Junipers will show the way
Look for the Northern lights
A hill top in the night
And he said fly away, he said fly away, he said fly away, and he was gone.
Lay Me Down
Written by Ingrid Ferris
Copyright 2013
Chorus:
Lay me down in a bed of roses,
Lay me down on hallowed ground
Lay me down in a bed of roses
Lay me down, lay me down.
- Oh the world seems strange to me
Hear of wars, hear of woes
And I feel like I should be goin’
Bring me home, bring me home.
Chorus:
- I see blue hills on the horizon
And the moon over the rise
And I know it’s the old ones callin’
Bring me home, bring me home.
Chorus:
- Is that my home lit up and welcomin’?
And the folks that I love dear?
Tucked in that hollow, like a babe a sleepin’,
Bring home, bring me home.
Chorus:
Altro:
Peace like a river is rolling me home, peace like a river is rollin’ me home…
AS A CHILD
Poem by Joe Illing
Copyright 2013
- I will sit on his knee and he shall comfort me
As a child As a child
- I will weep on his shoulder and he shall comfort me
As a child As a child
- I will whisper his name and his winds shall gently
Rock me Rock me
- I will sleep through the night and his winds shall gently
Rock me Rock me
- I will honor his word and his hand shall cover my head
As a crown As a crown
- I will sing him praises and his hand shall cover my head
As a crown As a crown