Wake Up in the MoonLight Singing
Words and music: Bill Staines c 1984 Mineral River Music Arrangement: Lotus Additional arrangement: Equinox
There are bridges, bridges in the sky And they are shining in the sun. They are stone and steel and wood and wire And they can change two things to one. They are languages and letters. They are poetry and awe. They are love and understanding And they are better than a wall.
Now there are canyons, there are canyons. They are yawning in the night. They are rank and bitter anger. They are all devoid of light. They are fear and blind suspicion. They are apathy and pride. They are dark and so foreboding And they are, oh, so very wide.
So let us build a bridge of music. Let us cross it with a song. Let us span another canyon. Let us right another wrong. Oh, and if someone should ask us Where we're off and bound today, We will tell them "Building Bridges!" And be off and on our way.
Ribbon of Music
Words and music: Laura Shelton (1994) Arrangement: Equinox Vocals: Laura Shelton, Sharmon Figenshaw, Beth Fuller Hand Drum: Ginny Ramey Cello: Dylan Rieck
My mother was a lonely girl, So beautiful and smart. Her family moved most every year, And from her friends depart. And the parched dust bowl where the drills found oil Was a home without a heart.
But the music, oh the music. In Mozart her heart sang. For her brothers and she Music set them free While her momma yelled and her daddy drank.
Her first year of college She looked glamorous, serene. In her flat living all alone Half way 'cross the country. Underneath her shell, longing to be held. She was just fifteen.
But the music, oh the music. In music her heart glowed. On her fine violin, the peace she would spin Made her fears go away, Her joy overflowed.
When I was just fifteen years old And Mother mothered seven. In church she sang, an angel Bathed in stained glass light of heaven. Her violin tucked away for another day. Through her voice her music sweetened.
And the music, oh the music. Through music her soul she shared. Now the only daughter of her only daughter, The song through her cello is sweet and rare.
And the music, oh the music Her song is in our soul. Her granddaughter and she For all of us three, It's the ribbon of music That makes us whole.
Trees Are Dancing
Words, music and arrangement: Leslie Lightfall (1992) Solo: Laura Shelton Piano: Karen FitzGerald
I had a dream that the trees were swaying. I had a dream that the trees could sing. I had a dream that the trees were praying. I had a dream that the trees could dance!
The trees are swaying, I thought the wind was blowing, But the air is still. The trees are dancing!
Chorus: They're free to bend and sway, moving both night and day. And though they can't run away, They're free to dance!
Their leaves are waving, moving in and out together branches come alive. The trees are dancing.
The trees are singing. If I listen with my heart I can hear their song. The trees are dancing.
The trees are praying. If I listen with my heart I can hear the trees. If I listen with my heart I can hear their prayers.
The trees are swaying, I thought the wind was blowing, But the air is still. The trees are dancing!
May there always be trees, Free to dance!
Cape Breton Lullaby
Words and music: Kenneth Leslie Arrangement: Stuart Calvert c 1988 Gordon V. Thompson Music Piano: Ginny Ramey
Driftwood is burning blue. Wild walk the wall shadows. Night winds go riding by, Riding by the lochie meadows. On to the ring of day Flows Mira's stream singing... Caidil gula, laddie, la, laddie Sleep the stars away.
Far on Ben Breiagh's side Wander the lost lammies. Here, there and everywhere, Everywhere, their troubled mammies. Find them and fold them deep. Fold them to sleep singing... Caidil gula, laddie, la, laddie Sleep the moon away.
Daddy is on the bay. We'll keep the pot brewin'. Keep all from tumblin' down, Tumblin down to rack and ruin. Pray, Mary, send him home, Safe from the foam singing... Caidil gula, laddie, la, laddie Sleep the dark away.
Words and music: Carrie Koehnline (1991) Arrangment: Equinox Lead vocals: Carrie Koehnline Shaker : Beth Fuller Conga: Ted Williams
Back on an Easter morning, A million years ago, Posing for our picture, Then off to church we'd go. My father wears a necktie. My mother wears a dress. My brother wears a bow tie. My sister is well pressed. I look a little foggy. My shoes are stiff and tight. My anklets are all scratchy. My bonnet isn't right. Sticking to the pew, And drawing with a pen, Staring at the ceiling, And praying it will end.
The minister is praying A never ending prayer. And afterwards I sigh so loud, (aah) Blank faces turn to stare. I wanted to be running. I wanted to be free. My bare feet pounding on the ground, I wanted to be me. A heroic orphan stowaway Shipwrecked on a desert isle, Swinging through the jungle, So much more than a child. But on an Easter morning, A million years ago, I stood still for the camera, And no one seemed to know.
Words: Kahlil Gibran Music: Ysaye Barnwell Arrangement: Sweet Honey in the Rock c 1980 Barnwell's Notes
Your Children are not your children. They are the sons and the daughters Of life's longing for itself. They come through you, But they are not from you, And though they are with you, They belong not to you.
You can give them your love, But not your thoughts. They have their own thoughts. They have their own thoughts. You can house their bodies, But not their souls, For their souls dwell in a place of tomorrow, Which you cannot visit, Not even in your dreams.
You can strive to be like them, But you cannot make them just like you. Strive to be like them, But you cannot make them just like you.
Silence Falls in the Valley
Words, music and arrangement: Leslie Lightfall (1993) Piano: Ginny Ramey
Chorus: Silence falls in the valley. Not a single man-made sound disturbs the air. Silence falls in the valley. A depth of silence that is extremely rare.
The vastness of this valley spreads out all around me. The river runs so quickly in its many channels far below. Billowing clouds on the horizon change shape then disappear. Never have I ever felt so alone. Never have I ever felt so alone.
I sit at the top of the canyon wall. The silence suddenly is broken by a distant call. I can hear the rush of wings as my brother takes to flight. Golden eagle soars past me and out of sight. Golden eagle soars past out of sight.
A depth of silence so very rare.
Love Potion Number Nine
Words and music: Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller (1959) Arrangement: John Higgins c 1988 Jerry Leiber Music & Mike Stoller Music Lead vocals: Ted Williams
I took my troubles down to Madame Ruth. You know, that gypsie with the gold-capped tooth. She's got a store-front at 34th and Vine Selling little bottles of Love Potion Number Nine. Love Potion Number Nine.
I told her that I was a flop with chicks. I've been that way since 1986. She looked at his palm and she made a magic sign. She said, "What you need is Love Potion Number Nine." Love Potion Number Nine.
She bent down and turned around and gave me a wink. She said, "I'm gonna mix it up right here in the sink." It smelled like turpentine and looked like India ink. I held my nose, I closed my eyes. I took a drink!
I didn't know if it was day or night. I started kissing everything in sight. But when I kissed the cop down at 34th and Vine, He broke my little bottle of Love Potion Number Nine. Love Potion Number Nine.
Words and music: Luther Schutz (1997) Arrangement: Equinox Lead Vocals: Luther Schutz Piano: Karen FitzGerald
I can hear it. I am near it. I've been searching for some time. It has found you. It surrounds you.
A cathedral in your mind.
Voices resonate the past. And harmonies are like stained glass. Did I really see? Somebody smiled at me.
Come and sit here. You can fit here. Try and find the notes that rhyme. It has found you. It surrounds you. Sounds that sound a lot like mine.
Love is where you put your heart. It's hard to know just when it starts. But did I really see? Somebody smiled at me.
Where can you go for the rest of the night? When can you give your gift in the light?
Make your home here. It is so clear. You were meant to sing like this. It has found you. It surrounds you. Voices joining like a kiss.
Life is where you put your hand. It's hard to know just where to stand. But did I really see? Somebody smiled at me. Somebody smiled at me. Somebody smiled at me.
Hymn on a Mountain Top
Words and music: Joe Arnett (1992) Arrangement: Leslie Lightfall (1993)
Oh, I stand alone on this mountain top wondering, While the river below is flowing homeward to the sea. Where the waves roll in with their thundering. When I make it to that ocean, will there be a home for me?
Here my fortune is the gold of the moon And the silver of sun on the water, And the sparkling jewels of children's eyes In the face of a son or a daughter.
Yet I hear that far off surf's wild roar, And that distant call is a strong one. Though the way must lead through the woods' dark row, And that homeward path is a long one.
Oh, I stand alone on this mountain top wondering, While the river below is flowing homeward to the sea. Where the waves roll in with their thundering. When I make it to that ocean, will there be a home for me. Will there be a home for me?
Words and music: Laura Shelton (1995) Arrangement: Equinox
Swirling, spinning, stretching, earth, air, fire, water. Darting, dancing, dreaming, leaping loving laughter. Flaming with consuming life eternal, I will never die, I'll never die!
I feel at peace with the mystery calling me. Each day I live is a gift to me.
All life flows out from me, I am the ocean. All things return to me, I am home.
The Good in Living
Words and music: Steve Sellors (1985) Arrangement: Equinox
If the fiddle string felt no bow stroke, If the concertina bellows broke, If no one sang or cracked a joke, Then where's the good in living?
Chorus: And all of life plays like a tune. It sounds so sweet and ends too soon. You'd better rosin up your bow Before it's time to go.
If you never threw your feet about, If the Guiness boys stopped making stout, You'd forget what life is all about, And soon become quite... thirsty.
When all you own is hocked or pawned, When all your money's spent and gone, You'll find what you've been living on And never even knew.
Where The Wind Blows
Words and music: Ted Williams (1991) Arrangement: Equinox Lead Vocals & Guitar: Ted Williams
Chorus: Where the wind blows the leaves will follow. Where the wind blows the leaves will follow. Where the wind blows the leaves will follow it home.
You never hear a leaf saying, "I just wanna stay here." Or another leaf whining, "I wanna blow the other way." Where the wind blows the leaves will go Wherever it may flow. And where the wind it carries them Is where they're meant to go.
I sit here in my lonely room Looking at what I've lost, Wondering if I'll ever get back The loving that it cost. But when I watch the unfolding My life is going through, I know within my deepest heart The wind blows through me too.
People are always asking For things that are not near. We get just what we need If we let that wind blow clear. And if we let our spirits soar The way they want to go, Remember where the wind dies down In the springtime we will grow.
Lyrics: Ehud Manor Music: Nurit Hirsch Arrangement: John Leavitt c 1994 EMI Songs (Israel) Piano: Ginny Ramey
Bashana haba'ah bashana haba'ah
Bashana haba'ah neshev al hamirpeset V'nis por tsiporim nod'dot. Y'ladim b'chufsha y'sachakuto feset Ben habayit l'ven hasadot.
Od tire od tire kama tov yiye Bashana bashana haba'ah. Od tire od tire kama tov yiye Bashana bashana haba'ah.
Bashana haba'ah bashana haba'ah
English paraphrase: Next year, when peace will come, we shall return to the simple pleasures of life so long denied us. You will see, you will see, O how good it will be, next year.
From the Inside
Words and music: James Harris Arrangement: Equinox c 1992 Lillynjames Music Vocals: Laura Shelton, Carrie Koenline, Beth Fuller, Sharmon Figenshaw, Gary Ramey, Luther Schutz Shaker: Beth Fuller Hand drum: Ted Williams Claves: Karen FitzGerald Hosho: Ginny Ramey
Verse 1: I've got a room with a view inside me. It has a door that opens to my needs. And no matter how closed I am on the outside, When I'm in there I'm open on the inside.
Chorus: And that's where I pray, oh yes I pray On my knees these words: Don't close the door From the inside.
Verse 2: I've got a place that I call home. I go there when I'm feeling alone. And no matter how cold it is on the outside, When I'm in there I'm warm on the inside.
Verses 1 and 2 together
I've got a room with a view inside me. I've got a place that I call home. I've got a room with a view inside me. I've got a place that I call home.
Words and music: Zulu Folk Song Arrangement: Stephen Hatfield c 1994 Boosey and Hawks Inc. Drums: Ginny Ramey & Karen FitzGerald
Sithi jabula, Jesu, jabula. Wake up in the moonlight singing.
Sithi thandaza, Solly thandaza. Heaven is a waiting for you,
The sun is retreating. My whole heart is beating. No Jesu jabul, no Jesu.
The daylight is dying, My whole heart is crying. Weh Solly thandaza Solly.
Sithi jabula, Jesu, jabula, Heaven is a waiting for you,
Sithi thandaza, Solly thandaza. Wake up in the moonlight singing!
English translation of Zulu words: We say, be joyful with Jesus. We say, play Solly, have a good time. Hey, Solly, have a good time. Listen!