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Binding Wood
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The Binding Wood
Written at Hawkfest GA, Dragonhills 4/2015
© G. LaMonte
Strike the corners - Call the quarters
Unfurl your banners - And peace-tie your blades
Lord and Lady - Ancient Grove
Silent Witness - To promises made
And into the binding wood we shall go
Blessings of sky and blessings of stone
Blessings of dew and the flame as it grows
And into the binding wood we shall go
Eye to eye - Sacred round
Outside time - Unbound by space
Hand to hand - We share this joy
With friend and forest - And Goddess’ grace
And into the binding wood we shall go
Blessings of sky and blessings of stone
Blessings of dew and the flame as it grows
And into the binding wood we shall go
Hand in hand - My heart to yours
Love will bind us - Forever and a day
Kiss and embrace - As Lady and Lord
I’ll be your chalice - You be my blade
And into the binding wood we shall go
Blessings of sky and blessings of stone
Blessings of dew and the flame as it grows
And into the binding wood we shall go
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I Remember Love
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I Remember Love
© G. LaMonte 2/2015
I remember when we were starlight
I remember the fall
I remember you promised you’d catch me
And I remember forgetting it all
I remember I promised
To forget, to begin something new
And the fear as I neared the illusion
When I wouldn’t be me, and you wouldn’t be you
I remember Love
I wandered without understanding
And I traveled the world round and round
Oh, the journey’s the thrill, and I couldn’t stand still
Till you whispered it’s time to slow down
The moment you were torn from my body
And placed there at my breast
I remembered when we were starlight
And now I remember the rest
I remember Love
How could I forget
The light of our souls
And the dance between stars
No time, no space
Every bit of it ours
I remember Love
I learned to grow where I’m planted
And you learned that home’s where you dance
And the soul that we shared, and the lives that we’ve dared
Love is worth taking that chance
I remember Love
How could I forget
The light of our souls
And the dance between stars
No time, no space
Every bit of it ours
I remember Love
I remember Love
I remember Love
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Collapse
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Collapse © 7/2015 G. LaMonte (to Julie from Julie’s Dad)
Leavin’ footprints in the stardust
That paves this ancient road
Sometimes I get to say goodbye
Sometimes I don’t
Sometimes I leave before you wake
Sometimes I stay too long
But there’s an “I love you” between the lines
Of all that I’ve done wrong
I wasn’t made for missing you
My soul is best in flight
The Ancient Ones are calling me
To get their stories right
We’re all made of stardust
And when the light dims fast
We will find each other’s imprint
In eternity’s collapse
You don’t have to wait for me
We are so much more than this eternity
And you and I and you and I and you and I and you and I
Will dance
In eternity’s collapse
So, live life like you mean it
As I have surely done
And somewhere down that stardust road
We will be the Ancient Ones
We’ll show up in another’s dreams
And they will write us down
And we will live forever
As our love does here and now
You don’t have to wait for me
We are so much more than this eternity
And you and I and you and I and you and I and you and I
Will dance
In eternity’s collapse
We’ll be dancing when time disappears
As we danced before the start
Every step I take along this road
Is a love note to your heart
And you and I and you and I and you and I and you and I
Will dance
And you and I and you and I and you and I and you and I
Will dance
In eternity’s collapse
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The Empress Down Rattlesnake Road
© 10/2014 G. LaMonte – written at Dragon Hills Samhein Festival 2014
Dead end, standin’ on a one-way street
Nothin’ risin’ but these blisters on my feet
The sun can’t reach my soul, and my heart has lost its beat
Can’t cry for Mama – she don’t know me anymore
Daddy’s ashes long been scattered off that shore
Feelin’ like an orphan, bitter to the core
Can’t get no darker, and I’ve never been so lost
When I feel her eyes upon me, and I’m measurin’ the cost
She’s starin’ through the screen door, and it’s clear she wants my soul
… The Empress down Rattlesnake Road
Her skin is black as coffee … and she can see right through (me)
She said, “I can hear your soul cry. I’ve been waitin’ here for you.
“When you’re ready to surrender, and that’s all that’s left to do.”
I sat and drank her sweet tea, while the flies buzzed all around.
Her fingers grazed my spirit, all bayou swamped and bound.
I gave myself to her many arms on this unfamiliar ground.
Can’t get no darker, and I’ve never been so lost.
When I feel her hands upon me, and the fire burns like frost.
She’s reachin’ deep inside me, and it’s clear she’ll take my soul.
… The Empress down Rattlesnake Road.
BRIDGE: I know this ain’t what you been hopin’.
I break the things that need to be broken.
I’m gonna crack your spirit wide open … and let the light shine.
She bathed me in that light as she remade (me)
Into all that was and was not … oh, I prayed
Until everything I was not fell away.
Then the Empress climbed right out of my head.
I cried, “Was it somethin’ I said?”
“Oh, child, you have outgrown my bed! For now …”
Can’t get no darker – never felt so damned alone.
She drank my tears and sorrow like honey from the comb.
Getting’ on with my life – she kept a piece of my soul.
I loved the Empress down Rattlesnake Road.
BRIDGE
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The Eagle and the Owl
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Between
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Between
Written at MoonDance 5/2015
© G. LaMonte
Somewhere between the boy and the girl
Between truth and pain
Somewhere between confusion and sure
That this soul will burn in that flame
Somewhere between the heart and the mind
And the feeling that something’s so wrong
The body betrays, and no words can say
Who’s been here all along
Somewhere between the woman and man
The world out there and the real deep inside
Livin’ between is no way to live
But you do what you must to survive
Somewhere between their religion
And the Spirit Divine in your breast
Caught up all in that illusion
That what everyone else thinks is best
CHORUS/BRIDGE
Yesterday’s shame, it has shaped me
Tomorrow’s a day to come clean
Today – will you love me
Please, don’t judge me
I’m just learning to love me
And I’m not ready yet to be seen
Let me stay here, hidden … between
Somewhere between who I have been
And the person I’m learning to be
I’ve got to live this, don’t need your forgiveness
I’ll make no apology
CHORUS/BRIDGE
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Worthy
03:00
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Worthy
(written at PSG 2015 – the year of the flood – © 6/2015 G. LaMonte)
I am love; I am worthy (3x)
The Sun does shine for me
I am love; I am worthy (3x)
The Moon does shine for me
I am love; I am worthy (3x)
The Stars do shine for me
I am love; I am worthy (3x)
The Sun does shine for me
The Moon does shine for me
The Stars do shine for me
The Sun does shine for me
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Grandmother Tree
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Grandmother Tree
Written by Mama Gina at Summerland / Yule Like It 12/2012
Grandmother stands with her daughters - some of them fallen and some of them true
Depends on the rain and the sunlight that flows - if her footsteps take ten years or two
She walks and she reaches – her roots and her limbs embracing the weak on the way
She journeys from center – oh, outward she spins – she travels and ever she stays
She was born of her mother who fell in a storm of fire that crackled with light
An orphan, she reached for the roots of her kin and slumbered a long winter’s night
She drank in their mem’ries, she swallowed their bones and awoke in the spring to the Sun
Oh, the light that can kill you can also bring hope, and a grandmother she would become
Call her goddess
Call her ancient one
The woman who walks in the wood
She is crone of the grove
Leaf, root and limb
She still stands wherever she stood
She spider, the beetle, the burrowing folk – the coon and the doe and the bear
They leave their mark, she erases in time as if they never were there
The cricket, the frog, the falcon, the wren raise their Voice in continuous ohm
Their lives all too short for her to attend, yet Grandmother Tree is their home
Call her goddess
Call her ancient one
The woman who walks in the wood
She is crone of the grove
Leaf, root and limb
She still stands wherever she stood
Now the path has been paved and the travelers it brings mark their progress in seconds, not years
But their roots will not hold through the aeons, she knows, and Grandmother’s shedding no tears
Oh, they may revere her or stand at her guard; they may wield the blade that hastens her fall
She slumbers and sings a green lullaby soft to the child at her heart who will outlive them all
Call her goddess
Call her ancient one
The woman who walks in the wood
She is crone of the grove
Leaf, root and limb
She still stands wherever she stood
© G. LaMonte 12/2012
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BeBop Betty
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BeBop Betty
June 2015
© G. LaMonte
v1
*BeBop Betty – She was an amazing little sprite
Sleep all day – oh, she would play sweet blues in the night
v2
Sit right there on the bell of that trumpet
Listenin’ to Miles have his way
She’d pull every note like slow, sweet taffy
Those notes would bend, oh, but they wouldn’t break
CH
*BeBop Betty – Do what she love, and love what she do
No excuses, when you’re good and ready
It’s really no secret – No room for regret
Find the love in your life, and your life will love you
v3
Perched right there on the tip of that mic stand
Ella would bebop and Betty would swoon
The world fell away and Betty would raise
Every note in the hope that we’d all hear it true
v4
Holdin’ on tight to the strings that were singin’
Under BB’s touch on sweet Lucille
Betty got high on the mood he was slingin’
Oh, one sweet note could say so much that was real
CH
*BeBop Betty – Do what she love, and love what she do
No excuses, when you’re good and ready
It’s really no secret – No room for regret
Find the love in your life, and your life will love you
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Mamaji’s Traveling Hugs Workshop Show
G. LaMonte © 7/2013
It be like … this be love (4x)
Turn and face your sister … turn and face your brother
Open up your arms … and wrap ‘em round each other
Open up your hearts and minds … and let your spirit flow
It’s Mamaji’s Travelin’ Hugs Workshop Show – give it up now
Love’s the loop that comes around … baby, don’t forget it
Hold on tight, hold on right ... you’re givin’ what you’re getting’
Love’s the circle comes around … it’s all love you’re livin’
Hold on tight, hold on right … you’re getting’ while you’re givin’
It be like … this be love (4x)
I ain’t talkin’ boy meets girl … this ain’t no simple romance
Find the spirit next to you … and hold it in a slow dance
Right to right or heart to heart … let your spirit flow
It’s Mamaji’s Travelin’ Hugs Workshop Show – give it up now
Slow yourself right down, my love … feel this warm embrace
Losin’ all your attitude … a smile on your face
Letting go and holding on … it’s freedom that you feel
It be like, this be love … and, baby, this is real
It be like … this be love (4x)
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Mama Gina Tampa, Florida
Award winning singer/songwriter & wanderlust ... fearless story-telling ... bluesy vocals ... humor ... straight-ahead, rhythmic, 12 string acoustic guitar ... djembe ... frame drums ... all weft and warp of the soul of this bard
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