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sun over rain (1993)

trust
swallow you whole (listen)
today
hourglass
the umbrella song
blue-green then
heartland
stumbled
beautiful day
this is not a song
money country
who will discover this gold
of you i dream in color

trust
nothing good ever comes from this game
so i don't want to play anymore
'cause when a bat, ball and glove turns to push and shove
it's time to call it a day

but what's a day without friendship
what's a day without love
love

we need trust to build faith
and in that faith we'll find hope
and with that hope we learn to love
i believe

and so the questions fly like bullets
and you shake the dead but they don't answer
need more information? - please call before digging
this grave is so full of secrets

and now what good are our secrets
when neither one of us are spies
we don't need secrets - we need

trust…

nothing good ever comes from this game
so i ain't gonna play anymore
we broke the promise - started keeping score
lost sight of why we ever played

and now what good are our trophies
when the pain ain't worth that prize
we don't need trophies - we need

trust…

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

swallow you whole
maybe i am a crazy old man
i think crazy old man kind of things
and since i'm crazy can i ask you girl
lately who's been in your dreams
who's been in your dreams?

'cause when i look into your eyes
they're as dark as a frightened child's night
and when i see your smile as bright as that same child's christmas delight

girl - i wanna swallow you whole

without water or a camel
i would trek across the great egyptian desert that's fire
my thirst would lead me
my hope for love would be my compass
with thoughts of you as my nile
girl you are my nile

when i look into your eyes
they're as dark as a frightened child's night
and when i see your smile as bright as that same child's christmas delight
girl i wanna swallow you whole

whole

so maybe i am - maybe i am
a silly, crazy old man - i think silly, crazy old man kind of things
and since i'm crazy can i ask you girl
do you ever think crazy old woman kind of things

when i look into your eyes…

© 1992 bonnie jean songs

today
today marks the change from the summer to the fall
if you were here on earth i would say to you,
"happy autumn bonnie jean"
and you'd say, "you don't call me bonnie jean"
like you always use to say

and as i lay these flowers on your grave
close my eyes and kneel to pray
tears flow freely - may heart aches
i miss you today

today i open up my heart and speak the truth
and for better or for worse you know i believe
today i could almost see you smiling at me
singing along you said, "soundin' good danny-boy"
like you always use to say

as i lay these flowers on your grave…

to everything there is a season
and a time to every purpose under the heaven
now it's time for your peace in heaven
but ma i do miss you

today a million reasons tapped my memories
all sweet and none were bitter
today i thanked our God with every tear i cried
for the time we shared together

as i lay these flowers on your grave…

© 1993 bonnie jean songs

hourglass
seems to me
life is full of opportunities
but only so much time
i fear wasted time

hot to touch
i reach to shake the hands of time and lobby my cause
but he's a busy man
father time will not discuss

somebody's been drinking from my hourglass
sipping my precious time away
somebody's been drinking from my hourglass
sipping away

straight on red
i'm moving faster than a wooden horse
i'm perfectly on course
in a vicious circle

somebody's been drinking from my hourglass…

yeah somebody's been drinking from my hourglass

time will tell
but what time tells me i don't care to hear
i cover up my ears
but time whispers

somebody's been drinking from my hourglass…

© 1992 bonnie jean songs

the umbrella song
let me remind you
i am stronger than any man of steel
and let me assure you
that no broken bone of mine has ever failed
to heal

and i'll be your umbrella
i'll be your goose down
i'll be your shade in the summertime
'til you wear me out

if you can imagine
i would hold my breath so you could breathe
and pull down the universe
so you could wear it like a diamond ring

and i'll be your umbrella…

i would be your shelter
in any kind of weather
beyond the shadow of a doubt
'til you wear me out

i'll be your umbrella…

© 1989 bonnie jean songs

blue-green then
she sees the writing on the wall
he loves the color of it
and she reads between the lines
from books he'd never recognize

april showers are her favorite song
as he complains for sunshine
she needs more time from everyday
he can't wait 'til summertime

and the color of the love is changing
from blue-green then to grayer-now
the color of the love is changing
from blue-green then from blue-green then

a new love's youthful-springtime high
can sometimes fool the children
in the passion-freezing winter nights
they don't like what they feel in the dark

when the color of the love is changing…

from beating hearts - to bitterness
from eagerness - to emptiness
from blue-green then to a much, much grayer-now
from blue-green then
from blue-green then

in her mind's eye she sees the end
his favorite word is "forever"
as wistful tears roll down her face
he smiles and asks, "is something wrong?"
is it wrong

when the color of the love is changing…?

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

heartland
he's not a young boy anymore
and with age comes fear
and in his quest to conquer it
his search for truth has brought him here

and he cries "freedom!
i have come here seeking freedom
i have been a slave to greed
i have learned to want before i need"

full circle road
welcome home

welcome to this heartland
autumn colors - falling leaves
in this heartland come the winter
we are warmed by our beliefs
in spring

it's true the shoeprints in the dirt-yard
were divorced from soles that he'd once worn
and these new-old faces were his family
and inside this house, he and his dreams were born

my revelation
my journeys end my soul-celebration
i've been around the world and now back again
and the grass was never greener than my homeland

you've found your gold
welcome home

welcome to this heartland
autumn colors - falling leaves
in this heartland come the winter
we are warmed by our beliefs
welcome to this heartland
there's a smile upon your face
there's a sense of pride and a bond that proves
that there really is no place
like home

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

stumbled
people are talkin'
what else is new?
people talk when they ain't got nothin' else to do
people so want to
be in the know
it makes them feel good just to think they're in the show

my hands are shakin'
my hands are shakin' but

i have only stumbled
one foot simply missed the ground
i have only stumbled
and i will not fall down

they found a chapter was incomplete
when i wasn't lookin' people wrote it as they pleased
but listen closely 'cause i will amend
no other part is as important as the end

when i make it
i will make it

'cause i have only stumbled…

people are talkin'
what else is new?
people talk when they ain't got nothin' else to do
but listen closely 'cause i will amend
no other part is as important as the end

and i have only stumbled…

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

beautiful day
how can you sleep on a day like today
how can you cry on a day like today
how can you hate on a day like today?
the most beautiful day in the world
it's a beautiful day in the world

money gets me down
down 'cause i need it
what a silly thing to need
and i catch myself sleeping
'cause in my dreams nobody needs

but how can you sleep…?

my troubles weigh me down
i can swim with an anchor
but i'm tired of living under water
and i catch myself cryin'
'cause in those tears i find some release

still how can you cry…?

the system gets me down
it makes me feel small and unimportant
what a dangerous way to feel
and i catch myself hating
until i realize that love is what heals

and how can you hate…?

© 1991 - danny@dannyflanigan.com

this is not a song
this is not a song
this is not a poem
this is not a metaphor

perfect vision has escaped me
like other things i've lost
and what i remember seeing clearly
i now must close my eyes to see again

so convincing is confusion
that some never leave the water
give me what i know is there - i know is mine
for fear i'll leave it behind

things are so dark i can't see
things are so dark
things are way too dark

like the millionaire who's lonely
she wants but does not need
her wealth has bought her thinner air
now she finds it hard to breathe

things are so dark i can't see
things are so dark
it could be staring back at me

this is not a song
this is not a poem
this is not a metaphor
this is my disease

© 1989 bonnie jean songs

money country
here in the money country dreams are bought and sold
here in the money country security is gold
here in the money country it's wealth we're working for
here in the money country it's better rich than poor

these are the darkest days of our society
these are the days when nobody is free
we're slaves to debt
we're slaves to need
God bless the souls that are slaves to greed and

i don't understand the way things are
i don't understand the way things are

here in the money country…

so give your last kiss goodbye to creativity
learn to express yourself financially
throw away the paint - never mind the clay
what's the matter johnny don't you know art don't pay and

i don't understand the way things are…

here in the money country…

but i read there's another place
across the ocean way
where "green" is life and money
is just money

i don't understand the way things are…

here in the money country…

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

who will discover this gold
a heart of gold - a diamond mind
she's precious and priceless
and burning unnoticed
buried beneath an earth-size of loneliness
earth-size

and sometimes she listens when people say
good things come to those who wait
and then sure as hell her memory serves up her mother's words
"child - patience is virtue"

but patience the virtue
it just leaves her cold
and of all those who pass here
searching both high and low
tell me who will discover this gold?

tears drown her face in the mirror
as she begs for an answer
she pleads, "mirror mirror on the wall,
what's wrong with me, what's wrong with me?"
"why am i so lonely and for how much longer?"
"don't tell me please - don't tell me patience"
"patience isn't any virtue!"

"yeah patience the virtue
it just leaves me cold"
"when my fear isn't of dying
but of dying alone"
"and tell me who will discover this gold?
tell me who will discover this gold?"

she's waiting and hoping
hoping and praying
that someday her prince will come

patience the virtue…

© 1991 bonnie jean songs

of you i dream in color
red - the color of my cheek you slapped
the only time i told you to shut up
orange - the color of the pumpkin on our porch
yellow jonquils in the garden
green thumbs - that match the cabbage and tomato leaves

blue - the color that inspired your favorite song
and it made my world to hear you sing along
you sure sang along
indigo - at twenty-eight i feel like i should know
like i know violets in the front yard every spring
what a perfect sign of beauty

a perfect sign
like the indiana sunset - the pink and purple sky
that awesome sign of nature
God's way of telling me that you'd arrived
of you i dream in color

warm - the color of your voice
a sweet security - it melted fears away
happy - the color of our lives and we have you to thank
for teaching strength through faith
love - the color of the feeling that remains - forever
peace - the color of the day you left for heaven
a perfect peace

a perfect peace…

© 1993 bonnie jean songs