The Paramount Theater, Peekskill, NY
Arts Society of Kingston, Kingston, NY

Audio samples:

Thank you to Cry Cry Cry for performing our song "Go" on their tour!

Go

Go, count all the stars,tell them goodnight for me.
Go, stand on a mountain, and wish on the wind.
Go, tell them you’re free.
Tell them that I wanted to pull you away
Then go

Go, watch how the moon tucks herself in for the night
Go, learn how to glow without any fire
Go, gather her light
Tell her that I wanted to keep you away
Then go

No turning around
No looking down
Or into my eyes when I let go

Go, hear how the ocean endlessly calls out your name
Go, feel how the waves pull at your heart
Go, tell them to wait
Tell them that I wanted to take you away
Then go

© 2006 Michele Gedney

Waiting

You've been watching the sky, you say it makes you feel at home
I've been watching your eyes, I say I'm glad I'm not alone
Everyday, we wait to begin
Everyday,

We are waiting, holding our breath for the passing clouds
We are waiting, stars in our eyes till the night comes down

You've been watching the stars, hoping to see the night unfold
I've been thinking you're so far, wondering why I feel so cold
Everyday, we wait to begin
Everyday,

We are waiting, holding our breath for the passing clouds
We are waiting, stars in our eyes till the night comes down

And your eyes, they are filled with stars
And your eyes, they are searching mine
And so I'll tell you one more time, this is real enough for me

© 2006 Michele Gedney
 

 

Second Chance

There’s a nice old man
Living outside of town
You might not notice when he comes around

Well, I don’t know much but his name is Tom. 
He says he moved out here after Vietnam
He says “life is getting shorter a little each day…
little by little it slips away.”

There’s a lady I know
She lives alone in this town
I thought she’d like to meet Tom when he comes around.

At first she said “no”, then “well, maybe I can”
“but I’m not really into taking care of some man.”
She says “life is getting shorter a little each day…
Little by little it slips away.”

It takes an open heart
For a second chance.
A lack of fear in the circumstance.
You say, well who am I to tell them what to do?
Well, I kept my heart open so I know that it’s true.

Life is getting shorter; it’s a little cliché
But little by little it slips away
Life is getting shorter a little each day
Little by little it slips away
Little by little it slips away

Yeah, little by little it slips away.

© 2015 Rick Gedney

 

See You Next Time

Well I got here right on time
Just in time to pay my outstanding bill
With just an hour to cover my formative years
At this rate I never will

I'm sure we talked about my father
It's somewhere in your notebook, 55 pages back
It's not that I can't deal with working through the past again
It's just the money that I lack

But I will cry to you
and you will charge by the hour
I will cry to you
'cause it's my time

I won't lie to you
I sometimes think we're getting nowhere
But I will cry and then I'll
See you next time

I caught a glimpse of your 4 o'clock as she was leaving
I wonder who she goes home to
Does she drive around awhile until her eyes are dry?
Does she feel the way I do?

Chorus

Did you know that I saw you in the market yesterday?
You looked tired; you looked lonely; like you had something to say
Like "see you next time".

Well, I see our time is up
Yes, I see our time is up

©2006 Michele Gedney

 

Downstream

There is a strong tide pulling tonight
I feel the current circle my feet
There is a wave riding just off shore
And the moon moves it closer to me

And I have been anchored by what I can't see
But what makes me so sure it's too deep?
Water is shapeless when the wind dies down
And I wish it would carry me downstream

And the moment when I give in is the moment when I receive
And the moment when I let go is when I will believe


We are so much like water in so many ways
And we move like river to the sea
And when we surrender we get swept away
like a boat carried so gently downstream

© 2002 Michele Gedney

For all lyrics for the album, Grateful, click here!