It's a Good Thing

 

I have this headache, it came on yesterday 
I think I'll check my symptoms on the Internet 
I think I probably have cancer in my brain 
Or, even more likely, I'm going clinically insane 
It's a good thing I have the hospital's number on speed dial 
It's a good thing I worry so much 

I have this feeling that no one likes me 
I think my friends talk about me behind my back 
I think I probably don't have any friends at all 
I bet they don't like me because I am too tall 
It's a good thing I'm an introvert anyway 
It's a good thing I worry so much 

I flew on this airplane all the way to Europe 
The flight was uncomfortable, there was lots of turbulence 
I think I have a magic power in my mind 
The more I worry, the better the plane flies 
It's a good thing I kept that plane in the air 
It's a good thing I worry so much 

I have this thing called an anxiety disorder 
I think I got it sometime when I was young 
I do lots of research so I'm always prepared 
So if there's an emergency, I won't be scared 
It's a good thing I am ready for anything 
It's a good thing I worry so much 

It's a good thing I worry so much!

 

 

 

Making Peace with Montréal

 

You bought the wrong ticket, you missed the last train 
You once saw a bus stop, but it's lost in the rain 
As you stand on the corner of confused and alone 
Excuse moi, s'il vous plaît, je veux rentrer á la maison, 

And you go round and round in circles, and try to follow your feet. 
You try to speak the language, but everyone you meet doesn't understand, doesn't comprehend, 
Je veux parler anglais. Pouvez-vous maider? Je suis perdu. 

And you've made no progress, you've gone nowhere, 
You're a vagabond ghost, no one sees you at all, 
And all you're trying to do now is make peace with Montréal 

Its cloudy and windy, no one on the street, 
A thin denim jacket provides insufficient heat. 
You don't know where you're going and you don't know where you've been, 
Ou est le boulevard Saint Laurent? 

And you've made no progress, you've gone nowhere, 
You're a vagabond ghost, no one sees you at all, 
And all you're trying to do now is make peace with Montréal 

Your patience is short, but the buildings are tall. 
The faster you skate, the harder you fall. 
Stroke and glide, it's not raining inside... 

The only solution is try to find cheer. 
Discover some culture as long as you're here. 
Sweet home California is waiting for you, 
But for now, just relax, and enjoy the view 
Of Montréal

 

 

 

Not Mine

 

I come in, 8am, Cheerios and milk again 
Pack the bag, don’t forget, why aren’t you dressed yet? 
Put your toys away, we’ve lots to do today 

Ballet shoes, violin, sunblock to protect your skin 
Spanish class, swimming too, activity is good for you 
Hurry up, don’t be late, gotta get to that playdate 
Take a breath, count to 10, tomorrow do it all again 

I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere 
This job has a level of stress to which none can compare 
I work so hard and invest all this time 
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine 
They’re not mine 

12 o’clock, PBJ, same thing you have every day 
Yell and cry, moan and whine, you must be hungry sometime 
Broccoli is good, please just eat some food 

Naptime now, afternoon, I really hope you’re tired soon 
Piles of dishes in the sink, I’m so sick of the color pink 
Chill out now, stop that fight, it’s not okay to hit or bite 
This means a time out for you, and maybe I can take one too 

I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere 
This job has a level of stress to which none can compare 
I work so hard and invest all this time 
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine 
They’re not mine 

It wouldn’t be fair of me to say I’d have it any other way 
It’s a sacrifice, true, but I love what I do 

Running on empty, mood is low, I try so hard not to let it show 
Back is sore, eyes are red, I wish that I could call in dead 
Hugs and kisses, jokes and fun, come on, let’s play in the sun 
These tender souls look up to me and they bring out the best in me 


I’m just a chauffeur, just a gofer, running here and there and everywhere 
This job has a level of joy to which none can compare 
I work so hard and invest all this time 
And at the end of the day, they’re not mine 
They’re not mine

 

 

Everybody Loves to Dance

 

Sitting alone in the corner of the room, watching the others pass by, 
They move to the rhythm with grace and precision, she watches with tear-filled eyes, 
They think they're cool, but she knows they're fools, if she decides to give it a try, 
The room spins and spins, everything's a blur, 
Everybody loves to dance, except for her. 

When she was younger, she sometimes would wonder what it was like to grow up, 
To feel satisfaction that comes with attraction, the "good things" they always speak of. 
To her amazement, she found that her days spent mooning over some Hollywood star 
Could never predict what would occur, 
Everybody loves to dance, except for her. 

All these terrible bands, sticky floors, sweaty hands, and the music that's much too loud, 
One friend is good, two if you're in the mood, but anything more is a crowd. 
It's not like she planned it, to be so demanding, her business is only her own. 
All the kids do it, so what's the harm to it? 
Everybody loves to dance, except for her. 

"Look at what you're miss-ing!" They shout, 
"You'll never get anywhere 'til you figure it out." 
Despite her insistence night and day, no one believes that she's honestly okay this way. 

The years pass by, and she heaves a heavy sigh, and marvels how everything's changed. 
She remarks with amusement (though there's been improvement), she still feels so strange. 
By now, she's used to the things she must do so nobody'd ever complain, 
She'll always feel odd behind her façade. 
Everybody loves to dance, except for her.

 

 

 

Sweet Dreams

 

Lying in the bedroom, I'm the only one awake, 
Boy, you know I have my routine, 
Trying to be patient and wait my turn, 
Hoping you'll give me what I need 

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight, 
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it, 
Sweet dreams, turn out the light 
And I fill my head with thoughts of you 

You can be my hobby, let me be yours too 
It won't mean anything at all 
Let them think what they want, I'll be your dirty little secret 
You can be the one I call to say 

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight, 
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it, 
Sweet dreams, turn out the light 
And I fill my head with thoughts of you 

Ooh, you wrap your arm around me, I bite the lip you want to kiss, 
And just between you and me baby: I'm addicted to this, 
But I can't help thinking what happens when I close my eyes? 

Sweet dreams, time to say goodnight, 
I shouldn't love it, ooh, but I crave it, 
Sweet dreams, turn out the light 
And I fill my head with thoughts of you 

Fill my head with thoughts of you

 

 

 

Dangerous Game

 

You don't know I've been up all night waiting patiently for you to come home, 
You don't know I've been watching the window, obsessively checking my phone, 
You don't know that I saw your plan, the event on the calendar called "mystery" 
You don't know that I saw your e-mail, next time clear your browser history! 

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game, 
The way that you smirk, the way that you speak her name. 
You smell like peaches and there's a purple stain on your shirt, 
And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. 
Your story's a lie and your alibi's thin, 
Well baby, I wrote the book, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game... 
And I'm gonna win! 

You don't know I've known her for years, we were best friends in junior high, 
You don't know that I've had some questions, and carefully caught her reply, 
You don't know that I drove your car, I noticed your map and your recent trips, 
You don't know that I have my secrets, If you're not nice, one may slip... 

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game, 
The way that you smirk, the way that you speak her name. 
You smell like peaches and there's a purple stain on your shirt, 
And it's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. 
Your story's a lie and your alibi's thin, 
Well baby, I wrote the book, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game... 
And I'm gonna win! 

Well I know there's another woman out there, 
I can picture you caressing her, running your hands through her hair. 
I know where you're going and I know where you've been, 
And it's finally time for the real fun to begin! 

You should know by now that it's too late, when you're lying there on the ground, 
Nothing personal but I just hate keeping untrustworthy people around, 
You should know that you failed completely, you had your chance and you blew it, hard. 
I called your girlfriend, she'll be over quickly to escort you into the backyard. 

Boy, you're playing a dangerous game, 
I warned you, time and time again, 
I didn't expect that you would shatter my heart, 
But we both agreed "til death do us part" 
Your body is cold and you've paid for your sin, 
Well baby, I told you so, I know the rules of this dangerous, dangerous game... 
And I'm gonna win!

 

 

 

Pleas

 

I wake up every morning and I hit my head on the ceiling right above my lofted bed, 
I jump into the shower and I shouldn't care, but it seems that once again I cannot wash my hair, 
I'm walking to the bus stop and I have to look out because the stop signs are everywhere, 
A few too many hits to the head as a teen, but the scars are underneath my hair, 
But it's okay, It happens every day, 

So please ignore me, and walk right on by, 
Please, you really don't need to comment at all, 
Please respect me, and give me some space, 
And please don't ask me if I play basketball! 

"Cause I don't, not at all! 

I'm going through the lunch line, at the buffet, but I can't reach the food, the sneeze shield's in my way, 
I'm looking for a table, maybe I'll sit here, but first I bash my head on the chandelier, 
Riding home on the subway and I want to sit down, but my legs will take up two seats, 
It's probably the reason why I get so many stares, from every single person I meet, 
It's no big deal, they don't know how I feel, 

So please ignore me, and walk right on by, 
Please, you really don't need to comment at all, 
Please respect me, and give me some space, 
And please don't ask me if I play basketball! 

It's the card I I've been dealt, and I've been dealing with it since, 
Since nineteen eighty five, it's been the path of most resistance, 
You people look at me like I'm a freak in a circus show, 
And you have to tell me that I'm tall, 'cause I sure as hell don't already know! 

The cocktail party's coming and I want a new dress, so I go down to the local store, 
I try on everything and the room is a mess, guess I'll be rockin' tea length like it's nineteen ninety four, 
I'll be girly and wear makeup and I'll get some new shoes, to feel like Cinderella at the ball, 
But the salesperson says the same thing every freaking time, even the mens' sizes are too small, 
I'm so over it, This is such bull! 

So please ignore me, and walk right on by, 
Please, you really don't need to comment at all, 
Please respect me, and give me some space, 
And please don't ask me if I play basketball! 

'Cause I don't! Not at all, 
I know you think I do 'cause I'm tall, 
Well guess what, it turns out 
There is absolutely no correlation 
Between height and athletic ability 
It takes skills, like coordination and talent and agility 
None of which I possess, so would you please just leave me alone? 
Seriously, 
Please don't ask me if I play basketball!

 

 

 

Swallow it Down

 

"Take a chill pill," that's what they say, 
Close your eyes, swallow it down, 
A sip of water will make it okay, 
Hold your breath, swallow it down, 

Swallow your pain, swallow your fears, 
Swallow your laughter, swallow your tears, 
Keep it hidden away so nobody knows, 
What would they say? Don't let it show, 
Just swallow it down 

If it's not working, they'll give you some more, 
Don't get upset, just swallow it down, 
Throw the empty bottles onto the floor, 
It's time for your cocktail, swallow it down, 

Submerge yourself when you swallow it down, 
Keep to the middle so you don't drown, 
The answer to life is hidden away 
In a little pink tablet twice a day, 
So swallow it down 

It doesn't matter if you wake up wishing you just want it all to stop, However you feel, ecstatic or blue, there's a solution for people like you. 

Need a reaction? Just fake a smile, 
Swallow it down and in a little while 
The bad times are muted, good ones too, 
Neutral expression, don't let it get to you. 

You're trapped inside within your own mind, 
Swallow it down to help you unwind, 
The sooner the better, don't let them see 
The person you're trying hard not to be, 

You keep wondering, when will it end? 
When can you stop playing pretend? 
A chemical slave, hope no one can tell, 
You're suffering through your own personal hell, 
So swallow it down 
Swallow it down 
Swallow it down

 

 

 

Frozen Bubbles

 

Fleeting moments born before your eyes begin clear, then turn opaque 
Like frozen bubbles on a February night, they collapse, shatter, and break 

Hold on to these moments before they're gone, 
They may never pass by again 
Sometimes the best parts of life 
Feel like they're over before they begin 
Feel like they're over before they begin 

A boy and a girl, friendship like fire that blazes for a short while 
Together kindred spirits immediately, but separated by miles 

Hold on to these moments before they're gone, 
They may never pass by again 
Sometimes the best parts of life 
Feel like they're over before they begin 
Feel like they're over before they begin 

Flirting with disaster and living in the past can be tempting 
Head and heart don't agree, trying to break free 
Cute and awkward combining 

Stay up 'til five A-M, watch the bubbles break, and pack up all of your things 
The road home can be littered with consequence, so love each journey it brings 

Hold on to these moments before they're gone, 
They may never pass by again 
Sometimes the best parts of life 
Feel like they're over before they begin 
Feel like they're over before they begin

 

 

 

A Little Gust of Wind

 

A little gust of wind, when you're standing on the precipice 
A little gust of wind can push you into the abyss 

A little extra salt to pour onto your sandwich 
A little extra salt to rub into the wound 

Keep your chin up, boy 
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while 
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on 
'Til the wind subsides 

They'll kick you when you're down, knock the wind right out of you 
They'll kick you when you're down and they'll take your wallet and run 

The bad things come in threes, and fours, and fives, and sixes 
The bad things come in droves and they'll try to steal your soul 

Keep your chin up, boy 
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while 
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on 
'Til the wind subsides 

Look into my eyes and see the light 
I'll be a guiding star so you don't have to lose your way 
Take my hand and hold on tight 
I'll be an anchor to keep you from blowing away 

It's gonna be okay, maybe not tomorrow 
But there will be a day when this too shall pass 

Keep your chin up, boy 
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while 
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on 

Keep your chin up, boy 
I know it hurts, and it'll hurt for a while 
Life is hard, and the best you can do is sometimes just keep holding on 
'Til the wind subsides

 

 

 

The Meadow

 

I'm standing watch while my friend's all alone in the meadow 
Don't come this way, there is nothing to see in the meadow 
It's been a long week, we're all carrying steam 
That we need to blow off, if you know what I mean 
It's not what it seems, but it's exactly what it seems in the meadow 
In the meadow 

I feel kind of bad but it's not like I'd help in the meadow 
He's got to work this thing out by himself in the meadow 
This purple-haired girl got him bothered and hot 
Lucky for me that I'm out of earshot 
But I can make sure that he doesn't get caught in the meadow 
In the meadow 

Why isn't he done yet? 
What's taking so long? 
I'm just watching the shooting stars go by 
This is boring 
Wait! I think I hear rustling 
Here he comes, zipping up his fly 

The insects destroyed him, he's covered with welts in the meadow 
He still gives a smile as he buckles his belt in the meadow 
To be perfectly clear I'm not sure how I feel 
It's nice to be certain our friendship is real 
But I can't help but think I was the second wheel in the meadow 
In the meadow 

In the meadow 
In the meadow

 

 

 

Another You

 

I had the dream again 
You know, the one I always have 
Where you come running back to me, 
Saying “take me back, pretty please” 
And I know I shouldn’t, but I always do 

It always ends the same: 
I wake up, and realize what’s real 
That we haven’t talked in years 
And my eyes are still full of tears 
‘Cause I know I’ll never find another you 

Another you, another you 
I know I’ll never find another you 

You always ask forgiveness of me 
I should just walk away 
Let my silence cause you pain 
Like the way you treated me the same 
And be always and forever done with you 

But then I stop to think, “what if?” 
Maybe this time you’ve changed 
Maybe we could still be friends 
Maybe it didn’t have to end 
‘Cause I know I’ll never find another you 

Another you, another you 
I know I’ll never find another you 

The friendship that we made 
You then betrayed and it all fell through 
I know I miss you, I know I hate you 
But most of all, I hate that I miss you 
Don’t know why things fell apart, 
I don’t know why you broke my heart 
But I know I’ll never find another you 

I want to key your car 
Alas, but it’s against the law 
So I’ll do the next best thing 
And I’ll slander you when I sing 
And let everyone know who you really are: 

A coward and a dick 
Too scared to tell the truth 
You just make me want to scream 
So go ahead and take your sorry dream 
And I’m glad I’ll never find another you 

Another you, another you 
I know I’ll never find another you 

Another you, another you 
I’m glad I’ll never find another you

© 2015-2017 Marjorie Halloran Music

Photos by NMC Imagery except where noted

Additional Photos by Steven Moore

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