Kele Goodwin – Snow
Will you stay?
Will you go?
Can you see through the snow?
Do you bleed?
Have I run dry?
From where you stand can you see the sky?
Where have you been?
Is your heart on the mend?
Have you made new friends?
Do you love again?
Did your leaves fall?
Will they now grow?
Can you see through the snow?
Do you live?
Did I die?
From where you stand can you see the sky?
Where have you been?
Is your heart on the mend?
Have you made new friends?
Do you love again?

Kele Goodwin – A Kiss for Your Eyes
Everything sparkles
if you just give it a chance
Everyone, big or small,
already knows how to dance
How to dance, how to dance
The sun is always shining
just maybe not today
It will again
but when I cannot say
I cannot say, I cannot say
We live and we die
We pull and try
We love and we lie
But you were right:
We will survive
There's plenty of stars to go around
so let's fill our pockets high
We'll share them with the businessmen
who never look at the sky
At the sky, at the sky
There's gold in every basement
and diamonds in the waste
There's evil in every eye
but love in every face
In every face, in every face
We live and we die
We pull and try
We love and we lie
But you were right:
We will survive
There's angels all around us
though they sometimes hide
They watch us from above
and they stand by our side
By our side, by our side
Your eyes are more than green
They're the colors of a last prayer
I called them home once
But my home is no longer there
We live and we die
We pull and try
We love and we lie
But you were right:
We will survive
But you were right:
We will survive
And here's a kiss for your eyes

Kele Goodwin – Free
We played the martyr
We played each other's guest
We walked broken shorelines
But could not decide which was best
You were the queen
Of a throne you did not want
I the dying captain
Of a ship told only in song
We prayed at an altar of ice
It was gone before forgiveness was asked
So we searched our reflections
But only our eyes stared back
You with the hair of a gypsy
Your eyes torn from the sea
Why have you found another so soon?
Why have you forsaken me?
Do you need the soul of another
to hold under lock and key?
To help you feel better,
to make you feel free?
Free
You played your violin for me
We sung but never rhymed
We walked the unpaved roads
But did not heed the signs
You were the spider
Spinning the silver thread
But you could not mold a web to hold
All the things you should have said
So we prayed to the trees
For the branches to lift us high
Above the ground so cold
And into each other's eyes
You with the hair of a gypsy
Your eyes torn from the sea
Why have you found another so soon?
Why have you forsaken me?
Do you need the soul of another
to hold under lock and key?
To help you feel better,
to make you feel free?
Free
La la la . . .
I served you, my lady
In the shadows but always on time
Now that I have but one need
You say you're no longer mine

Kele Goodwin – The Days of Debt
I listened to your voice
In a darkened room
I listened to your laughter
Knowin' you'd be gone so soon
So soon
I listened to your voice
Through wires I couldn't see
I listened to your laughter
Over mountain and sea
And sea
It's the days of debt
The sun'll rise
So please, darlin,
Won't you close your eyes?
I do not want you to see me
In the state I'm in
So please, remember me
As I have been
I listened to you whisper
Late at night
I listened to you crying
Your tears hid from sight
From sight
Now I listen to you whisper
With a pen you never wanted to aim
Now I listen to you crying
As you sign your name
Your name
It's the days of debt
The sun will rise
So please, darlin,
Won't you close your eyes?
I do not want you to see me
In the state I'm in
So please, remember me
As I have been

Kele Goodwin – Red String
Oh, you are careless, oh daughter of the moon
The heart you protect is an empty room
You lost the key at the river's mouth
I chose to dive to pull it out
The water was dark, but the sunbeam shone bright
And as I dove, day turned to night
The key it sparkled and caught my eye
I grabbed hold and swam towards the sky
The red string you tied
Still hangs from my wrist,
I wear it with pride
It reminds me never to reach
For a heart at the bottom of the sea
My body felt free, but my lungs did burn
As I rose to the surface with the key to return
On the riverbank you waited for me
Underneath the old olive tree
I held a flash of gold in my hand
That had lain so long in the mud and the sand
You shed one tear and took it from me
Then you threw it back into the sea
The red string you tied
Still hangs from my wrist,
I wear it with pride
It reminds me never to reach
For a heart at the bottom of the sea

Kele Goodwin – Cursive
I wrote you a letter filled with feathers and rain
Returned to sender by way of aeroplane
It arrived on my doorstep, a fallen bird from the sky
Lost in the snowstorm, returning home to die
I wrote in cursive to you
The ink was made from a winter's afternoon
And I wrote with the pen you gave to me
On paper made from the leaves of our favorite tree
I held it in my hands, heavier than before
Light when I sent it, now the weight of a closed door
All the time I had to say the things I meant
Pages are the writing path, the letter's unsent
I wrote in cursive to you
The ink was made from a winter's afternoon
And I wrote with the pen you gave to me
On paper made from the leaves of our favorite tree

Kele Goodwin – Johanna
Please don't cry
But if you do
I will save those paper tears
In a wooden box for you
They will live on a shelf,
Hidden far away
From your eyes, colored blue
And all the blood of your days
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry
When we are grey and warm
We can take them down
Show them the light,
Remember their sound
I'll cut them into starfish
I will cut them into whales
I will cut them into warships
With fire in their sails
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry
Sing to me from the willows where you lie
Johanna, don't you cry