Vol. 1, No. 3

The Songs

Bill Camplin, "January Guitar" lyrics / bio ----- for Andrew Calhoun's "Song Shop" article on this song, click here.
Amilia K Spicer, "Like An Engine" lyrics / bio
Anne O'Meara Heaton, "Water" lyrics / bio
Sons of the Never Wrong, "Comets" lyrics / bio

This 3rd Music Issue rounds out the first dozen Fenario MP3s. This means you can now purchase the whole collection on a CDR from mp3.com. What you get on the CD are the following: 12 MP3 files which will play on your computer; special MP3 player software that allows you to view the lyrics and notes on your screen while you play the MP3s, and 12 sound files expanded from the MP3s which will play on any normal CD player.

Lyrics

January Guitar

Can't expect to find
What now stands behind me
In soft shattered rooms
And just before the fall
I can hear me call you
Saying I'm leaving at noon
Yet it's kind of funny
When I get to thinking
I never really left you
Playing my guitar while January blows so cold

These words I try to sing
If only just to bring me
To the feelings I knew
But there isn't much to say
Amid the computations
Of a chance that I blew
Yet it's kind of funny
How many times I want you
Playing my guitar while January blows so cold

If sadness must be felt
I hope that it will melt me
From the cold state I'm in
My cats have gone to sleep
There's nothing here to keep me
From the warm dreams within
Yet it's kind of funny
When I get to thinking
How even on the warm nights
I'm playing my guitar while January blows so cold

words & music © 1999 Bill Camplin (BMI)

credits: Bill Camplin - vocal, guitar

Like An Engine

Well the night takes your fingers and it licks them. Takes you hands and it sticks them
Under the darkest blackness where they know a little less. The night is just what you make it
a heavenly body there naked. There's no sound but your own moves that make a shadow underneath a full moon.

You're like an engine, just like an engine
Some parts are fire, some cold as stone
You're like an engine, just like an engine
You're making noise just when everybody else is going home. Just like an engine.

Well there's something about your reflection that makes men change direction
But the only thing you'll change is the state of your mind
There's so much to uncover, so many eyes want a lover
But you're going your own way
You disappear when the night becomes day

words & music © 1999 Amilia K. Spicer/ASCAP

credits: vocals and piano: aks

Water

I can make the moon shine on this side of the river sometimes
I can make the moon shine on this side of the river sometimes
And sometimes I turn to you, seek guidance
Sometimes you pull me out of this deep abyss
I'm stuck in my mind

You dig deep down in your well for water......

Do you have enough water to save me?
Do you have enough water in your well?
You have enough water to save me?
You have enough water in your well?

I can make the time pass on this side of the river sometimes
I can make the Time pass on this side of the river sometimes
I sometimes lay my head on your chest, seek refuge
Sometimes you pull me out of a devil's trap gently turn my chin round......

You dig deep down in your well for water......

Do you have enough water to save me?
Do you have enough water in your well?
You have enough water to save me?
You have enough water in your well?

words & music © 1999 Anne O'Meara Heaton

credits: vocal, piano - aoh

Comets

by Bruce Roper

Just on the edge of the universe
are comets in waiting
they're anticipating
a star flying by

and with enough gravitational pull
this ain't no bull
a random encounter with time

and that's me
I'm one of those comets
and that's you
you're one of those stars
and that's love sometimes
it's lost in heaven
so close but so far away

Time thought that love was the true redeemer
And love thought that time healed all
And sorrow said let me clear up the matter
All hearts like stars sometimes fall

falling from grace for the first time
or just falling rain
falling in love the spirits remember
what the heart can only explain

that's me a lonely planet
that's you old william blake
and that's love sometimes
lost in heaven
god's first and his last mistake

and that's me
one of those comets
you're one of those stars
and that's love sometimes
lost in heaven
so close but so far away

Just on the edge of the universe
are comets in waiting.....

words & music © 1999 Sue Demel (BMI)

credits: Sue Demel, Deborah Lader, Bruce Roper vocals. From a four song demo, snagged at the Folk Alliance.