LYRICS

I DON’T WANT TO WORK THAT HARD (BETH SASS,JEROME KIMBROUGH)

No trace of inspiration in my head;
My soul needs to be fed;
But I don’t want to work that hard.
1000 voices in me vying to be heard;
I’m ignoring every word;
‘Cause I don’t want to work that hard.
I’ll be okay;
In my own way.
I let my schedule decide who I should be
I could disagree,
but I don’t want to work that hard.
Whatever plans I made are buried who knows where;
I know I ought to care;
But I don’t want to work that hard.
I’ll be okay;
In my own way.
It’s not about the risk of being wrong;
Or the fear of moving on;
Just don’t want to work that hard.
I’ll be okay;
In my own way.
In my own way.
I should find a place where someone understands
that I am who I am;
but I don’t want to work that hard.
If I had the chance to show what I can do,
I’d show you;
But I don’t want to work that hard.
I’m good to stay
in my own way; in my own way.

 

WATERCOLOR LAKE (SASS)
Watercolor Lake surrounds you
Knows you will not take much more
So all it does it wait
While your face stays frozen

Watercolor Lake raised you
Offered its embrace
And when you came of age
It glowed and glistened

While your life falls apart we walk around the lake
As each footstep tells the truth the light through the leaves reveals
Every last mistake on Watercolor Lake

Watercolor lake brought you
Here to contemplate
Maybe it is safe to hate your poison
Watercolor Lake warned me
Tell it to her face ….scream until you break the whole thing opened

While your life falls apart we walk around the lake
As each footstep tells the truth the light through the leaves reveals
Every last mistake on Watercolor Lake

It’s so still on the surface
You can see the sky in the water
You will survive
If you believe your eyes

Watercolor lake was born
When a river in a storm
Needed room to run
When overflowing

Watercolor lake knows
There is no easy way
But someday we will both
Be celebrating

While your life falls apart we walk around the lake
As each footstep tells the truth the light through the leaves reveals
Every last mistake on Watercolor Lake

 

THE WAY (BETH SASS AND  SALLY SASS)

Like your mother and her mother you started out before us
With peril and gravel, sweetness and silence on the way, on the way
Through amber autumns and grave winters
spingbolts of cobalt and generous Julys along the way, on the way

Still you walked , walk you still
Always have, always will

Now we are followed by tender toes
Who find no berries and fear the bees along the way, on the way
So we spur and urge when they want to turn back
So they can grow gritty and carry on along the way, on the way

They will walk,
Walk they will
We all have; always will

We will walk
Walk we will
We all have
and always will

 

GROWING PAINS (BETH SASS)

Growing pains
Growing pains
Find you in the breakdown lane
They eat your heart out
They rob you blind
When you’re not watching
They rewind time
Then you crave
The ones you left behind
When you feel this way…
Growing pains

Growing pains
Growing pains
Hit you when you walk away
You’re damned for changing
The way things were
Afraid of starting over
All Alone, there’s no “going home”
When you feel this way
Growing pains

Seasons come and seasons go
Turning inside out gets old
This is the dark night of the soul
I’ve been there enough to know

On you go
Every nerve exposed
When you make your way through
Growing pains

They eat your heart out
They rob you blind
When you’re not watching they rewind time
But you go
With every nerve exposed
And you’ll make your way through
Growing pains

 

NAOMI (SASS)

My feet are angry
I don’t want to walk anymore
I hate the path, I hate the heading towards
My feet are angry, they’re sore
My eyes are angry
I don’t want to see anymore
Shreds of hope washed ashore
My eyes are angry and sore


Tell me Naomi

Tell me what for
Full I went out
Full I went out full
But I came back empty,
Naomi


I made a garden, I found a knife and a sword

I cut the brambles crawling on all fours
I was the planter, the motherboard
I was a story, a tourniquet to read

I wrapped myself around my diary
I was a casket I wore


Tell me Naomi

Tell me what for
Full I went out full I went out full
But I came back empty,
Naomi
 
It was a new year
I let the low tide escape
I saw my future in the moon’s face
I felt better in the bitter place
I am a window

A store that’ offering spring
I had a birthday, an opening
I am a legend ending…


Full I went out full I went out full

But I came back empty,
Naomi

 

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