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Love

It’s the first day of 2000 and something…
And with the beginning of this new year approaching, it had been made clear to me that I was to release completely raw and unedited recordings of songs I’ve written over the last several years. These particular recordings were all made, first take, the very day the songs were written. My intention, then, wasn’t to have anyone else actually listen, or critique these recordings… My intention, then, was to keep track of them. That is the reason you will hear me say at the beginning of each one which track they are on, what the first chord is, the title and so on as the recordings begin. You will also hear me mess up. I hit wrong notes here and there… You’ll hear my bracelets jingle on most, a doorbell ring on some, and dog’s walking by on many…
You will, perhaps, also feel like you are reading my diary, because in a sense you will be. Some songs are about the crazy, wild love I feel for Eric or my kids. Some work through a fight. In some I will flat-out tell family secrets…
Some songs will make you feel jealous of me (because my life is so very, VERY good) and others were my way of working though very difficult things like depression, betrayal, the murder of a family member, being hit on, suicide of close friends, etc…
Some songs are prayers…
Some talk to G-d as if I’m the favorite child.
Some talk to Jesus as if He are in a serious romance…
In some my soul chases after the Holy Spirit like a sailor chases after the Wind.
Some sound like I question if G-d cares,
is trust worthy
Or even exists…
Many don’t mention G-d at all.
The subjects are as diverse as the variant theme of days, themselves.
And today begins the flight of these recordings put out freely because I strongly sense that is the way each will find the doorstep of the hearts to which they belong, cloaked only in the vulnerability of unedited imperfection.
More to come…

Love
www.reddishband.com/love/track-04/

V1
C
If I don’t show Love when I am in Pain
Fm
If I don’t serve those who cannot repay me
C
If I don’t fight for the ones without rights
Bb  F                           C
I am nothing – take me down

V2
If I can speak like the best of angels or men
If I can make mysteries as plain as the day
And have the faith to command nature –
Yet not have the love to heal it – take me down

Bridge:

Bb                             Fm
If I sacrifice myself, my reputation and my wealth
C
Even my body – I have given nothing…
Bb                                                Fm                                                C
If Love does not possess me I am worthless – or worse … Take me down
Bb                                     Fm                     C
And all that I surround myself with –  take it down
Bb                                                         Fm                       C
If it separates me or others from the Truth – Take me down…

Bridge 2:
Bb                                                     G
I am seeing through a fog – I am peering through a mist
C
I can feel the power coming and I know that hope exists
Bb                                               Fm
And one day I will see clearly – walk with You and You with me
C
But for now the dearest treasures are wrapped up in mystery

Love p2
So I must
Bb
Trust steadily

Fm
Hope unswervingly –
C
Love with extravagance – extravagance…

Help me to
Bb
Trust steadily

Fm
Hope unswervingly –

C
Love with extravagance – extravagance…

V3
C
Love is the one thing that always remains
F
Love is the one thing
C
Love is the One…

@Beth Wacome Keck
June 17, 2008

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Just Desserts

Just Desserts

V1
Love at First Sight – People would try, but could not understand it
What made it right? How could we drop everything as we’d planned it?
Sometimes at night we’d both wonder why we were having such favor
Sometimes, in spite of all good intentions, we labeled them “Naysayers”

Chorus;
We thought we deserved this –
Living on the surface –
Somehow we were “worth it” – and then…

V2
Our first real fight – finally seeing weren’t insulated
“Who’s wrong? / Who’s right?” seemed to be all that we concentrated on
Sometimes at night we wondered why we were having such trouble
Sometimes, in spite of all good intentions. we’d burst our own bubble

Churus:
I did not deserve this –
I did not deserve this –
I did not deserve this from You…

Bridge:
Where did I get the idea that you had to be perfect to be perfect for me?
Where did i get the idea that perfection existed?
Where did I get the idea that conflict and doubt are not part of the equation?
Where did I get the idea and not resist it?

V3
You needed me – and they needed me – and I needed me
and you could not be all of the things i asked you to be
And sometimes at night you wondered how to provide what I’d long for
Sometimes, in spite of all good intentions, i could not have harmed You more…

Bridge:
Where did I get the idea that you had to be perfect to be perfect for me?
Where did i get the idea that perfection existed?
Where did I get the idea that conflict and doubt are not part of the equation?
Where did i get the idea and not resist it?

Chorus:
You did not deserve this –
You did not deserve this
You did not deserve this from me —-
and I’m sorry…

V4:
Love, deep and wide – we thought we had it back at the beginning
But that seed has died, and buried itself, and tripled our winnings
Sometimes at night the roots go down deeper to steady the swaying
And sometimes in spite of all good intentions we were only playing at Grace

Chorus:
We did not deserve this
having Hope resurface
Thrive, and make it worth dying for….

Beth Wacome Keck
@2009