This song documents but a moment of my life. A pivotal moment to be sure, but just a moment. The inspiration for this song came from the exact moment the relationship between me and my one true love ended. This was a love that had stretched out over almost two decades and in but a moment was gone. Perhaps it was just the realization that came in that moment. Still little in my life has hit me as hard.
So ended one life and began another. I wonder where this life will lead me...
I hope you can see a little of me in these words and perhaps a little of yourself....
...CHORUS...
Love can be so very blinding,
We are moved by our attractions,
I remember us just holding,
But those days are behind us,
We shared some children & a name,
Though nothing is forever,
Ending is like beginning,
{Now I'm seeing}
(c) copywrite Jennifer Lynn
This is an old song that says for me more about the relationships between Transgender hubands and the women that support them better than anything else I have ever come across.
Perhaps too It speaks of a husband who survived his own little hell, but didn't make it all the way back...
He was the sun, burning bright and brittle
He was dancing to some music no one else had ever heard.
He was the sun, burning bright and brittle
She gave him a daughter, and she gave him a son
He took of east one morning
He was the sun, burning bright and brittle
This is song that speaks so very well to the persistant struggles between men and women in our society especially given that it was written over 20 years ago...
And still they bled for us all
Why did the little girls grow crooked
This song tells of lost beliefs and faded dreams, and perhaps continued hope in the face of adversity..
One of my first Transgender songs. Telling of a woman coming to be...
And she is like
And in the quiet
She finds this place
Do you know the feeling
Oh I can see now
When she can spread
And as we pass from
(c) copywrite Jennifer Lynn
This is a song of what I believe to be one of the three elemental stages of life our, Early Years, Middle Years, and Later Years. While my life is anything but typical I hope you can see a little of yourself in my words...
Please tell me where did I go wrong
It used to be for the journey
Tell me how I got to here from there
"Cause we all want to go back,
If I had the chance to do it all again
[But]...
Come on now it's time to life your life
(c) copywrite Jennifer Lynn
{When I look}
Into the eyes of a stranger,
I feel like such a fool,
When those eyes of a stranger,
they be-long to you....
With all that we refuse to see,
There is comfort in believing,
What it is we want to believe.
To someone we do not even know,
Carried along by the reactions,
Of the heart and of the soul.
At night to push back the cold,
And how by simply holding,
You made me feel so whole.
Like A dream we just cannot hold,
Leaving us so tired and empty,
Struggling to fight back the cold.
A house & our address the same,
Though without the loving,
It's just another damn game.
Life is all about change,
Like tides out on the ocean,
Rolling in then back out again.
'cause it comes on in a rush,
When you realize forever,
Never did mean all that much...
In the eyes of a stranger,
Everything that always... was,
Funny how little is seen there,
Once we give up all of our love.
99-02-02
From the first she must have know it.
But still she went on with him
And she never once had shown it.
And she took him off the street
And she dried his tears of grieving.
She listend to his visions
She believed in his believing.
And she was the moon shining back his light a little.
He was a shooting star
she was softer and more slowly.
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy...
He's speak in unknown languages.
She would translate every word.
And then when the world was laughing at his castles in the sky.
She'd hold him in her body, 'til he once again could fly.
And she was the moon shining back his light a little.
He was a shooting star
she was softer and more slowly.
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy...
She was a mother and a wife and a lover when the day was done
He was too far gone for giving love
What he offered in its stead
Was the knowledge she was the only thing
That was not in his head
Towards the rising sun's red glow
She knew he was going nowhere
But, of course, she let him go
And as she stood and watched him dwindle
Much too empty to be sad
He reappeared beside her saying
"You're all I ever had".
And she was the moon shining back his light a little.
He was a shooting star
she was softer and more slowly.
He could not make things possible
But she could make them holy...
While the little boys grew tall
The boys were taught to tumble
The girls told not to fall
The girls answered the telephones
The boys answered the calls
That's why the little girls grew crooked
While the little boys grew tall...
As the moon rode the sky
They carried our seed
When our need ran high
They fed all our children
In the night as they cried
Womankind wept
As mankind died...
While the little boys grew tall
It's maybe because the little boys
Don't ever have to grow up at all.
A feeling deep inside,
Surely wants me to,
But I've seen the needless harm,
Blind belief can do,
Still I'm drawn to you...
If only dreams came true...
Under pale moon_light,
Under cover of darkness
A fragile dream takes flight.
An exotic flower,
Only blooms
In pale moonlight,
When the day is done -
and peace comes... with the night.
The end of day brings,
She finds her voice
And a reas_on to sing,
Harmony & rhythm,
She sings softly... all alone.
To spread her wings,
Takes the time
To feel all the pretty things,
And with this magic moment
A woman comes to be,
From a place there was nothing
But you & me & HE...
Of this infrequent contentment,
That spreading
Her wings can bring,
Crossing over the great divide
Going back to the mother sea,
Sailing her precious waters
Flowing from he to she...
In the pale moonlight,
Can you see... me
As I glow In this pale moonlight,
Before the ending of the night
And the beginning of a new day,
When she once again will hide
Until the time of gentle moonlight.
Her wings and fly...
Find her voice again
Sing yet another refrain
Be one among her sisters
Just a wo-man again...
Sunshine to gentle moonlight,
He gives way once again
He to she... AMEN,
With little girl steps
She goes out into night,
And a cool breeze blows
Across her leggs and her soul,
Still she is certain
So with little steps she goes,
Out into the darkness
And she lights up you know...
96-03-11
After all my passions are gone.
Fire's` burnin' low now
The Auto-pilot's on.
& I don't feel nothin
[Feel] Nothin' at all.
Can you tell me where the hell I went wrong.
Not simply gettin' there.
The knowin' & the growin'
My friends & the fresh air.
Now I simply look ahead
And I just stare.
Wonder if I can get back [there] again...
To our younger days.
When time moved much easier
When we laughed & jumped & played.
And as I sing this song for you
[how] I wish I was there today.
Could I make true some of my ... might have beens.
You can't make love to a memory
Or live in your dreams.
Spend your days wondering
All the things that might have been.
Now your days are wandering
And soon they'll be gone.
No matter who you are you got the right.
[repeat]
95-11-08