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Something I Said
04:18
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Something I Said
Was it something I said to you an hour ago
that makes you blue and stare at me so?
a careless phrase from a glass of wine I held
Was it something you heard from friends you've trusted before?
A hint or two, a dress that I wore? A secret sight on a starlit night, so blue
Could the something I said to you mean all the love
you had is gone and here you are with words of so cold
and eyes of steel. And everything I've done is lost
Is there something I could do to hold the this love that we knew?
a way to keep suspicions from you? A kind of spell I could cast so well
on you
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Daydream in the Snow
04:32
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Daydream in the Snow
He said he never thought he'd see the sun again
that every day he saw would dwindle into rain
and everyone he knew would leave the minute he arrived
He said he heard a voice that called him from afar
that no one even knew what distant voices are
and only he could see the dark of night before it came
He said I'd never understand these little things
I'd never the know the sorrow winter brought into his mind
all the dreams he had before the sadness held him so
And now I'm standing watching as he turns away
I can't think how I'll make it through another day
how all I've ever learnt seems like
a daydream in the snow
as he goes
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Another Winter
05:04
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Another Winter
The things that you've always held so dear
have drifted
the thoughts that had always been so clear
have shifted
now, as the snowfall hides the day
you've forgotten what to say
as his image fades away
and the winter comes again
calling you
what could you do?
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Territoires de Pontaugas
03:54
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Territoires de Pontaugas
Thinking of yesterday
when the wind
cried hauntingly near
you were gone, with a song
whispered slow and long to me
on the day you return
I will wait for you
with a breeze no one sees
telling me of all you've done
those missing hours alone
if you ask how I am
try to just understand
how it was to know you were there
with so much to do
never listening to winter's wind
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Far from Home
03:14
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Far From Home
We never turned to look back at the port we had left
no return we sailed away so far from home
if we had we were bound to recall all the dreams
we'd left behind so long ago
as we turned with our eyes to the sea and the mist
all alone, chilled to the bone, so far from home
we saw land through the fog and the spray of the sea
and that was when our lives began
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Until Today
04:51
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Until Today
I thought that summer light would never shine
on any room of mine, no single ray
till today
I thought that I would always be alone
romance could be unknown
until today
should I say?
how can I be sure
that you were really meant for me?
I never planned to fall
so swiftly into love
but now I know there's nothing more
to live for
how could you do it all with such a smile
in such a little while, I'll never know
what made you come my way
what made you stop and say you'd like to stay
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Was It Your Song?
03:34
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Was It Your Song
Was it your song I heard
on Sunday morning
as the wind swept the leaves
in a quiet breeze
Was it your song that pulled me
out of my gloom
as I turned and I saw you
alone in our room
as the sirens outside
rushed through the rainstorm
and I ran just to see you
but you never heard me
was it your song I heard
that tired Monday evening
as I spilled all the wine
from a crystal glass
and your song I heard
as I cried on my pillow
an old letter beside me
and your hand in mine
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Forget Me Not
04:41
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Forget Me Not
When every word has been spoken
every silent thought has been announced
you'll be standing
so quiet and so heartbroken
every word gone by
when every smile has been given
every hour has drifted past
you'll be waiting, so tired ready to give in
every tear asks why
why I ever thought of parting with you
why I held another, how was I so untrue?
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Jeannette Lambert Montreal, Québec
Living creatively through jazz and intuition guides my life as a jazz singer and composer. As a Dutch-Indonesian immigrant raised in Northern Ontario, free jazz, sound poetry, and dreamwork have contributed to my creative freedom. I live in Montreal, Quebec where I insist everyone around me create as well. ... more
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