Monday, October 27, 2014

Post Party Girl

I'm not adjusting to this silence well
The music's off but I'm still on
The lights are up, the night is over
But I'm not ready To go home yet

They say there's time for magic
And there's a time to let it go
But there's a few moments left to live
Just turn the music on

{Let the stars align one more time
Take me dancing till the sun rise
It's all right
We'll ride this wave till it's over } - 2
In another life

It's only midnight now so turn the wheel
Let the music flow as time goes backward
Help me remember how it used to feel
The memory of an hour ago

The room was full of light then
The mood was so exciting
If the world had ended, I wouldn't care
You were there beside me
And everything around me
Disappeared

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Hero for the Day

Written as an assignment for my Coursera songwriting course. You can hear it here: https://soundcloud.com/andreamandal/coursera-week-5-assignment-andrea-mandal-hero-for-the-day
Loop was provided with course materials. 
It's another lazy evening
And circumstance has brought us here
A forgotten tune is playing
You're keeping time
The song, it fills my ears
The meaning's coming clearer
As you're slowly drawing nearer
You never thought we'd be here
But I know that you'll deliver
Can you be a hero for the day?
Can you feel the flood rush in your veins
Can't you feel it baby?
That you're driving me crazy?
You tripped into my arms
And you fell into my heart
This can't be real, babe...
You're the storm and you're the shelter
We're drenched and drowning in the rain
Thunder crash - you hold me closer
Your body next to mine
And I lose myself again
You stumbled into me, then
We both fell in the deep end
Your eyes said stay with me, and
Mine said "only for the weekend"
Can you be a hero for the day?
Can you feel the flood rush in your veins
Can't you feel it baby?
That you're driving me crazy?
You tripped into my arms
And you fell into my heart
This can't be real, babe...
When the storm has passed
We'll go our separate ways
The good things never last
And what would they say, anyway...?
Can you be a hero -- just for today
Feel the flood rush in your veins
Can't you feel it baby?
That you're driving me crazy?
You tripped into my arms
And you fell into my heart
This can't be....

Saturday, July 12, 2014

55

I remember flooded streets
And the sky was dark with rain
I remember all your words
And the music of your name
But if we met again I wouldn't recognize your face
Only the blueprint of your eyes remains

Fifty-five minutes our paths were crossing
You and I found something in common
A hometown, and a smile, and a knowing gaze
But it wasn't the time or the place
Fifty-five days I've all but forgotten
But inside my mind there's a carved out portion that is saved for a piece in a fifty-five minute shape

I hope that all is well
In the months that intervened
That your life is full of love
And you have all that you need
If I returned today
I hope you would not be there
That you're out chasing your dream
Or just the next step on the stair

Fifty-five minutes our paths were crossing
You and I found something in common
A hometown, and a smile, and a knowing gaze
But it wasn't the time or the place
Fifty-five days I've all but forgotten
But inside my mind there's a carved out portion that is saved for a piece in a fifty-five minute shape

It won't ever fall in place
And that's okay
I've gone away
Gone away

Fifty-five minutes our paths were crossing
You and I found something in common
Was it a hometown, or a smile, or a knowing gaze
In fifty-five days I've all but forgotten
But inside my mind there's a carved out portion that is saved for a piece in a fifty-five minute shape

Friday, June 27, 2014

Sin miedo (without fear)

I blame circumstance, but it all is my decision
I can choose to go and shine or I can stay and hide the reasons
For my hesitance, my imperfections holding me at bay
And the perfect life I strive for turns and looks the other way
The excuses are all mine and I'll gladly tell the lies
Hiding in these walls of fear I'll blame it all on time
Hours, minutes, seconds, are the victim of the day
And we waste them and we're hasty and we throw it all away
But what if I said yes? If the promises I kept
Had potential to undo me until there is nothing left?
Do I take the leap and go or do I stay with what I know?
It's only when the seed-pods fly that we begin to grow
What awaits me I can't say, but I smell the sound of rain
And as the clouds on my horizon gather, grow, and change
I too must do the same and perhaps this is the way
And I know that I'm not perfect, but I'll heed the call - I heard it -
Because I know and so do you, "we just regret what we don't do
So dare yourself and know it's true -- you're full of love and they'll love you"

The soul of the heart

Miracoco exhibit, Washington State Univeristy, 2014
Perhaps this might be the last time
I sit on the floor
The last time I balance
Against the walls of this breathing building
Alone -- as before -- by design
The eye in my mind reflects an iris
Green, blue, amber
And the memories of a thousand summers return
I have lost my sense of direction, lost so much
As my filters refine
To illuminate the relevant
Highlight the logical
And scoff at a half hour of return to the time
When time was flexible
And memories of tomorrow abounded
When colors were relative
And the smallest wings of the fly
Shone in iridescent brilliance
When the moon would come if invited
To share in my own night sky and
The grass and
Flowers and
Insect wings
I have lost so much
But I know exactly what to do with the little I have left
So this may be the last time
I feel the walls wrap around me
Can't they lull me to sleep
One more time?

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Liquid inspiration

I remember when your words
Broke through my walls
And I had to temper them with caffeine
One, two, endless cups of coffee
With each new idea,
Each mind-blossom opening --
Barista, hit me again.

When you fall in love
You drown yourself in wine
But when you fall in love with words
You crave more
Energy
Awareness
Conversation
Why does the café close at 9?

I'd invite you home,
But that kind of coffee
Has unintended meanings
So let's just go our separate ways
And try to sleep
Despite the chemical buzz
And the words ringing in our heads
That we can't forget
Or shut off

Monday, June 23, 2014

Maybe the night

Maybe the night gives me focus
To bring back warmth that once was real
The highwire, the dazzling upward spiral
Forward motion now no more than a memory
The lush fabric of longing reduced to threads
Fluttering in the wind
With love on my lips
And a minor second, minor third
I try to re-weave in song
The silk that surrounded,
Surrendered to endless possibility
Yet all is not possible
In the arid climate of reality
And only a shadow of what was now remains

Maybe the night gives me moments
Drops of the past in the present
A small taste, enough just to feel it
Then the waves swell away from the shore
I know it! I knew, and remember
Until it fades away
With love in my prayers
I return to the start
The air splashing over me
Yet if only the ocean...
If the hurricane came without warning
If it blew through life to destroy me
I would stand in the destruction
And forever remember the wind