Winter Springs, Summer Falls - 2017

1. The Day I Fell In Love With You
2. First Bird
3. A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
4. Thanks For That
5. Waiting For The Sun
6. You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet
7. All The Pretty Faces
8. Carolyn's Party (Solstice) Re-recorded
9. Mother's Day
10. Winter Springs, Summer Falls
11. Leap of Faith (Re-recorded with chorus)
12. Blackbird
13. Fine Cup Of Tea
14. Stars Come Out At Night

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Quite disrespectful. Creates icky stuff in the universe.

The Day I Fell In Love With You
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2016 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

A sunny day, the air was occupied
With all the sounds that fill a summer day
There were conversations strolling by
You and I went walking 'round the lake

I suppose we crisscrossed both our lives
Can only guess I just went babbling on
Behind the questions and the long replies
The guarded hearts were coming all undone

      Pretty sure that's when I learned to sing
      A thousand doubts grew feathers, off they flew
      Never been so sure of anything
      That's the day I fell in love with you

Made a list of moments, all our time
Stops we made, the clear and cluttered path
If we counted all our steps we'd find
They would circle 'round the moon and back

      We've been going now these miles and miles
      Though it seems it's only been a few
      Any day you've looked at me and smiled
      That's the day I fell in love with you

      Pretty sure that's when I learned to sing
      A thousand doubts grew feathers, off they flew
      Never been so sure of anything
      That's the day I fell in love with you

First Bird
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2015 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

I heard the first bird singing
He couldn't help himself
And the second and the third one bringin' it
Something to say, brother, say it well

Back and forth on tiny branches
On a roof, top a telephone line
Takin' more of those big, big chances
What a sight, so bright
They fill the air with love, oh
To me it sounds like love, oh

Early morning conversations
'Bout the how and where is best
S'pose they got those expectations
A tree is a tree but a nest is a nest

Oh, the joy it builds and bubbles
When the sun gets closer still
All the noise of all my troubles
Disappears when I hear
All this talk about love, oh
Yeah, they talkin' 'bout love, oh

      The song that arrives
      Ten times the size of the singer I see
      Feel it floatin' on waves
      Singin' out makes you brave
      Oh, let it fall down on me

I heard the first bird say it
Answer echoing, not too far
Could be a warning, maybe how they pray
It doesn't sound like a broken heart

Send a refrain to tell your rival
Tunes teaching kids how to fly
Sev'ral verses of pure survival
But when you sing first thing
It's gotta be about love, oh
To me it sounds like love, oh

A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square
words and music: Eric Maschwitz / Manning Sherwin
© 1939 Shapiro Berstein and Company, Inc

That certain night, the night we met,
There was magic abroad in the air
There were angels dining at the Ritz
And a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

I may be right, I may be wrong
But I'm perfectly willing to swear
That when you turned and smiled at me,
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

      The moon that lingered over London Town
      Poor puzzled moon, he wore a frown
      How could he know we two were so in love
      The whole darn world seemed upside down

The streets of town were paved with stars
It was such a romantic affair
And as we kissed and said goodnight
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

Our homeward step was just as light
As the tap-dancing feet of Astaire
And like an echo far away
A nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

I know 'cause I was there
That night in Berkeley Square

Thanks For That
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2014 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

I watch the rain fall
Not one drop is shy
Trees are having drinks
I am warm and dry

      May everybody
      Make it safely back home
      To their own little nest
      Now I bow my head
      Say: thanks for this, thanks for that

I've said I'm sorry
I've said I told you so
There's stuff my heart regrets
One day I'll let it go

      If you've ever
      Felt forgiven, then you get it
      How it heals and mends
      Now I bow my head
      Say: thanks for now, thanks for then

      Oh, the love
      Oh, the mess
      Oh, for all
      Thanks for that

I hear the song from
A small familiar bird
Not a symphony
It's her spoken word

      Stories uttered
      Sung in chapters to a novel
      That'll never end
      Now I bow my head
      Say: thanks for those, thanks for them

Waiting For The Sun
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2013 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

The floor is bare, cold on the toes
And oh, I sigh
Time to prepare our tiny home
Let's light the lights

Check the temp and squint to notice
No degrees
Oh, south they went, why? I don't know
Let's have some tea

In the late December chill
When the dark is darker still

      Hoping for the best
      When the light is slow to come
      The company of friends
      We're waiting for the sun

Before too long, friends at the door
They all arrive
Bring their songs and stories
Brighten up the night

In the late December chill
The dark is darker still …

While the gardens all slumber
Dreaming warm soaking rain
Somewhere there's summer
Rolling our way

      We don't know what lies ahead
      But we'll face whatever comes
      With the company of friends
      We're waiting for the sun

You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2015 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

You took a wrong turn, you got a flat tire
Late again and you're so fired
Shadows on your shoulders
Sing a little quartet:
Oh, honey, you ain't seen nothin' yet

Sure then, at least you think so
What if your dream home is on a sinkhole
Just when you think
It's as bad as it can get, you hear
Honey, you ain't seen nothin' yet

Oh, you ain't seen nothin,' oh, you ain't seen nothin' yet

Barely keep the shoes on your own feet
And there's nothin' new down on Wall Street
Them that's got get more
Them that need don't get
But honey, you ain't seen nothin' yet

People need a home? Well, it's not that hard.
You hear it: over there — not in my backyard
Haters and dictators
Got you all upset?
Oh, honey, you ain't seen nothin' yet

Seen it all
Guess again
Comin' full speed 'round the bend

Maybe the wind blows a little your way
For a moment there's not a finer day
So when you think you've seen
The worst or best, remember
Honey, you ain't seen nothin' yet

All The Pretty Faces
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2016 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

All the pretty faces in the magazines
Showy little people never look like me
Oh, I …

All the blasé hangin' on the shiny scene
Paris on the runway — y'gonna wear that thing?
Oh, why …
Ah …

Elegant and empty take it down the street
Want to be the strangest that you've ever seen
I say nice try …

      Amazing, maybe you're dimensional
      But crazy soon becomes conventional
      When I see your take on paradise
      Maybe it's just me but I'd never trade my life

Sophisticated faces with the latest thing
Act like they invented the very air we breathe
And oh, I sigh …
Ah …

All the pretty faces in the magazines
Fancy little shoes that never touch the street
Keep them dry …

      Pages of your originality
      The latest somehow looks the same to me
      Parade this slice of paradise
      And I'll just say it, well I'd never trade my life

All the pretty faces in the magazines …

Carolyn's Party (Solstice)
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2000 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

The day was as black as a raven
With winter's cold breath blowin' hard
She issued her warm invitation
Printed plain on a simple white card

Bring your lamps and lanterns here
On this last darkest day of the year
Let our hearts be burning bright
Through the window
I'll see you tonight

Candles and other relations
Waltzed through the door and in time
There were stories of illumination
While aurora went dancin' outside

There were pictures of lighthouses shining
A red miner's helmet aglow
The moon would come out of its hiding
Flowin' down on the cover of snow

A small quiet few sat together
Faces she knew and had spent
Seasons for worse or for better
She raised up her glass, then, to them

And she said: You're my friends
And wherever life takes me or when
You're my home, that's the truth
And the light through the window is you

Mothers Day
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2016 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

Arise, then, women of this day
Wherever homes are kept or made
Arise with your courageous hearts
And simply say: Enough

Enough, I shall not send my own
To harm another's loved one, oh
Let us lead the way to peace
Here on mothers day
Here on mothers day

Of Eden you've created Hell
Our sons and daughters now as well
For Land! For God! A sacrifice!
We've learned this is not so

Not so! My sisters, gather here
For we've been washed in God's own tears
Let us lead the way to peace
Here on mothers day
Here on mothers day

To all the women giving birth
To children of this blessed earth
No longer silent, bowed or still
Here your time has come

Arise then, women of this day
With lamps of love to light the way
Let us lead the way to peace
Here on mothers day
Here on mothers day

Winter Springs, Summer Falls
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2016 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

I've nothing to say
Oh, colors have stolen my breath
They will fade and blow away
I'll keep a deep red leaf pressed

Autumn falls to its knees
Calling out: These are the last
Of the days with the lingering light

I'm closing my eyes
Deep, long season of dreams
Still life in black and white
There's a house, red trimming and eaves

Winter's glistening depth
Calls: Listen, each breath, frozen prayers
For the dawn in the darkest of hours

      Songs I hear in softening, falling rain
      Spring appears as hope begins to fade

I rest in the shade
Crazy fever burning outside
The passion of limited days
Oh, flowers, they bloom overnight

Summer's always awake
Calling out: Take these, the last
Of the bright, brilliant days for a while

Leap Of Faith
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2002 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

I am living in time
It's a rhythm I know
More and more I think life
Is all balance and hope
'Cause it's not black or white
It's any shade of my choice
Coming fully alive as I give it my voice

Oh, it is time
I will live out loud and
Open my eyes to the great divide
I'm walking my path
Finding my way
And every step's a leap of faith

Ev'ry story's a thread
In a weave that avows
I don't know what's ahead
But I'm standing here now
There are moments I fly
Days when I weep
Sometimes I close my eyes
And remember to breathe

I walk on a fluid road
Ever changing where it goes
I wrestle my fear
And trusting my heart
That strength will appear
Oh, growing there in the dark

Blackbird
words and music: John Lennon / Paul McCartney
© 1968 SONY/ATV Tunes, Inc

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these sunken eyes and learn to see
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to be free

Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird fly
Blackbird fly
Into the light of the dark black night

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise
You were only waiting for this moment to arise

Fine Cup Of Tea
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2015 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

Tell you what I trust
Ghosts are family
The way they stay in touch
Keep me company
Friends at the table now, and
We'll have a fine cup of tea

Body's changing some
Eyes with random clouds
Vision seems to come
More from the inside out
We're all at the table now, so
Let's have a fine cup of tea

      Oh, rewards of deeper flavor
      Regret and joy all mingled in
      More to miss and more to savor
      Filled as it is up to the brim

Tell you what I miss
Knowing everything
Except how much to risk
And I guess just being seen
We're all at the table now, so
Let's have a fine cup of tea

Dreams bright with desire
Blooming large and lush
Hearts don't catch on fire
But they still light up
We're all at the table now, so
Let's have a fine cup of tea
Friends at the table now, so
Let's have a fine cup of tea

Stars Come Out At Night
words and music: Ann Reed
© 2017 Turtlecub Productions / BMI

Stars come out at night
      even when the clouds come hide them
Faithful, shining bright
      even when streetlights disguise them

A hundred billion stars
      in the Milky Way I'm under
I open up my arms
      small, but here in wonder

Oh, the deepest blue
I'm alone but I see you

In winter's sky they float
      wishes and confessions
Each breath then finds a home
      a star for ev'ry question

Oh, the deepest blue
I'm alone but I see you

When a star is tired
      it sets itself in motion
A final trip on fire
      a fall into the ocean

Oh, 'cross the deepest blue
All alone, I feel it too