Lyrics
*One of my oldest songs, written when I was 20. It was one of the first songs that really satisfied me-- I felt that the song had been sung.
I have these memories
Memories I cannot recall
There is a force from before I was born
Something deeper, something wiser
Something true
And I don't know what to feel anymore
I don't know how to feel
Sometimes I tell too much of myself
Sometimes my song is unheard
There are times I feel so hopelessly alone
Like I've lost the key to my home
Lucille, you still echo through my mind
Every time the seasons change
Lucille, I still find myself
Stringing beads like little dreams
And I hold them to the window
And rainbows dance around the room
Something in the trees
Is looking back at me
With ancient eyes of glittering dew
And it's waiting, aware
Always aware
Of my every move
And something in these hills calls my name
Too softly to hear