FARMER GIRL

Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega

HERE ALL ALONE IN THE CORNFIELD AT NIGHT
THE SKY’S FULL OF STARS
AND THE MOON’S SHINING BRIGHT
IF ONLY I COULD FLY OFF LIKE A BIRD,
FLY AWAY, FLY AWAY, LIKE A BLUE BIRD.

Chorus

I’LL BE DANCER TWIRLING AROUND
AN ACTRESS, A SINGER, A BEAUTY QUEEN CROWNED
MY FACE WILL BE SEEN IN EVERY MAGAZINE
FROM PARIS TO L. A.
FROM NEW YORK TO BOMBAY
FARMER GIRL, FARMER GIRL, FLY AWAY ! (DREAM AWAY)

MY MA AND PA BOTH WORK HARD ON THE LAND,
I DO MY DAMNEDEST TO LEND THEM A HAND,
I COULD NOT STAND ALL THE STRUGGLE AND STRIFE
FARMER GIRL, FARMER’S WIFE…NOT ON YOUR LIFE.

Chorus

I JUST CAN’T LIVE LIKE A BIRD IN A CAGE
EACH DAY THAT GOES BY SEEMS MORE LIKE AN AGE
INTO THE NIGHT SKY AWAY I WILL FLY
FLY AWAY FLY AWAY LIKE A BLUEBIRD

I’LL BE DANCER TWIRLING AROUND
AN ACTRESS, A SINGER, A BEAUTY QUEEN CROWNED
MY FACE WILL BE SEEN IN EVERY MAGAZINE
FROM PARIS TO L. A.
FROM NEW YORK TO BOMBAY
ALL THIS I’LL ACHIEVE
CALL ME NAÏVE
BUT I BELIEVE
DREAMS CAN COME TRUE

IN THE HERE AND NOW

Music by Julien Vega
Lyrics by John Greaves & Julien Vega

I LIVE IN A KIND OF DREAM
BUT A DREAM THAT SEEMS QUITE REAL
AND I’M ON THE BRINK
BECAUSE WHAT I THINK’S OUT OF SYNCH
WITH WHAT I FEEL

BUT HEY I DON’T GIVE A DAMN
WHAT I THINK IS NOT WHAT I AM
GONNA SHED MY SKIN
AND I’M TRADING IN
EVERYTHING I’VE EVER BEEN

AND I AM NOT AFRAID
NOT A BIT CONCERNED
AND I’LL BE FORGETTING
MORE THAN I HAVE EVER LEARNED
SLIDE TOWARDS THE EDGE
STEP ACROSS THE LEDGE
ALL MY BRIDGES BURNED

TO BE IN THE HERE AND NOW
KNOWING HOW TO HEAR AND FEEL AND SEE
STEP OFF INTO SPACE
ISN’T THIS THE PLACE
I WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BE?

When I was young
I thought that perfection was possible When I was young
I dreamed I could make it all happen When I was younger
The world seemed to be so so simple Simple
This song’s for those
Who can’t lift their heads above the pillow This songs for those
Who live in a constant present pain
This song I’ll sing
Cos sometimes you can’t seem to utter words Utter words
Crossword puzzle Mending that muddle Again and again and again My feelings are teasing Emotions are feeding
An empty and fragile skin
When I had fire
To play with, to burn things, to watch at night When I had fire
Inside me I couldn’t contain
I long for fire
To keep me dancing to the end
To the end