WASHED AWAY

If it were up to me ~ I'd quiet the cacophony ~ So, maybe we could see ~ Maybe we could hear.... How close we are ~ To Being ~ Washed Away ~ Washed Away

WASHED AWAY

Lyrics and Music by Kimberly Cox

Let me be

For just a little while

Let me breathe

Let me breathe

~

I’ve seen an angel, fall from grace

I’ve seen the devil in my own face

~

And I know the whispers

Well, they lurk in corners

And they speak of the answers

Without using any words

~

And if

It were up to me

I’d quiet the cacophony 

So maybe we could see

Maybe we could hear:

~~

How close we are

To being

Washed away, oh, washed away

~

We think that we’re lost

All so lost we can’t be found

And it’s not easy, no

To keep believing

But don’t take the answers

As Grace comin’ down

‘Cause there’re no answers

That we have found

~ 

And I know the whispers

Well they lurk in corners

And they speak of the answers

Without using any words

~

And if

It were up to me

I’d quiet the cacophony

So maybe we could see

Maybe we could hear:

~~

We don’t need to

Be washed away

Washed away, oh, washed away

~ 

I just keep holdin’ on

I keep holdin’ on

I keep holdin’ on

Waitin’ for something else to come along

~ 

Let me be

For just a little while

Let me breathe

Let

Me

Breathe

Portraits Of A Millennial: 4 Windows

Little Moments of Freedom, Fireworks & Spontaneous Song

Surprised, I See The 4th Of July Fireworks From My New York City Balcony from Gidget Widget on Vimeo.

I was late for the party uptown. I looked at the clock. I knew it. I’d miss the fireworks… again. Then, BOOM! I ran to my window to look out and to my surprise a perfect view. So, after battling with the door leading out onto our balcony, I stood watching them, a perfect view. I had my phone in my hand. I turned on the video record and then, for no reason, I started to belt out the “Star Spangled Banner.”

A piece of life captured in its moment. Perhaps, little things like this, go unnoticed. Yet, all together they add up. Each of us experience these pockets of moments, insignificant to many, but special for those who share them.

Celebrating Independence allowing for freedom to experience life, here’s a July 4th record by a young woman in New York City, USA.

First Attempt at FOGGY DEW, Live Recording

      In case the WordPress Player gives you problems, you can also listen to the same recording on SoundCloud (link below)

This is a beautiful song, one I am sharing as I am learning to sing it. Forgive my faults as improvement will come. But it’s much harder than I ever anticipated. Plus, my “instrument” is rusty and breathing exercises are a must. Why? Well, if you’ve ever tried to sing “Foggy Dew,” the way Maeve Mulvany sang it, then you know how FEKKIN’ HARD ‘TIS!!

But songs like these ought not be forgotten. If they can still be heard in music halls or pubs, live and without any force except for the balladeer’s story, then I would be honored to be able to sing it one night, myself. So, hence, a work-in-progress and my sincere gratitude for the support.

PS. You can tell me if you think it sucks and why. I know it needs improvement. Feedback helps. Even if it isn’t positive.

here: http://soundcloud.com/gidgetwidget/foggydew_1