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Selected Lyrics from the CD 
"From My Balcony"

Whispers of Maybe

Copyright 2008 Corinne Curcio

 

Whispers of maybe

Call to me

Holding a promise

Of what could be

They come in the silence

A siren’s song

Could they be right

Could I be wrong?

 

Whispers of maybe

Wear a disguise

Dressed up in folly

And words to the wise

With just a hint

Of perfumed air

And all my heart hopes for

Waits for me there

 

Like half remembered dreams 

So much seems nearly in reach

Like infinite grains of sand

Can I understand this endless beach?

 

They’re leading me on      

Whispers of Maybe 

Whispers of Maybe

 

Whispers of maybe

Might be worthwhile

When they tell me

To walk one more mile

Though I want to rest

Though I need to sleep

I could be heading

Somewhere so deep

 

What beckons to me?

Could there be something more?

Will it turn out a better place

Than those I’ve faced before?

They’re leading me on

Whispers of Maybe

Whispers of Maybe

Nickels and Dimes
Copyright 2008 Corinne Curcio

Check all of the coat pockets
And our old backpacks too
Look in vases, so we can buy
Something for me and you


I saw a quarter under the table
Must be pennies on the bookcase
There’s no dollar bills around
It ain’t a paper - it’s a coin chase

Chorus
Nickels and dimes - it don’t get any worse
Than looking in the gaping maw of an empty purse
That’s when you’re convinced you’re under a curse
Nickels and dimes it don’t get any worse

Search under the sofa cushions
Open all the bureau drawers
Surely there must be something
That we missed the week before

Nickels and dimes are a lotta chump change
It’s no fun when everything is out of your price range
Never dreamed it’d come to this it’s more than a little strange
Nickels and dimes are a lotta chump change

Mac N Cheese is 50 cents
A can of chick peas is 59
We might have enough for dinner
If we find another nickel and dime

Nickels and dimes - it don’t get any worse
Than looking in the gaping maw of an empty purse
That’s when you’re convinced you’re under a curse
Nickels and dimes it don’t get any worse

Do the Tragedy

Copyright Corinne Curcio 2008

 

Poor little miserable one

Nobody understands you

Mommy and daddy call you a misfit

Who’s always blue

 

Now you’re very depressed

And quite perturbed

Come on and show the whole wide world

That you’re seriously disturbed

 

Do the Tragedy

Wring your hands

Hang your head

Rend your clothes

Wish you were dead

No need to jump around

Or expend too much energy

Just shuffle your feet, barely move

And wail “Oh woe is me”

 

You’re oh so Emo

Everything happens to you

When you’re not dancing the Tragedy

You’re doing the Boo Hoo Hoo

 

Do the Tragedy

Mope around

When you’re all alone

Have a breakdown

Cry and moan

Pop Lexapro, Paxil

Or Wellbutrin

Surely you can do something about

The sorry state you’re in

 

Haven’t you carried on this pose long enough?

Isn’t it time you were made of sterner stuff?

 

But you continue to

Do the Tragedy

Wring your hands

Hang your head

Rend your clothes

Wish you were dead

No need to jump around

Or expend too much energy

Just shuffle your feet, barely move

And wail “Oh woe is me”

 

From My Balcony

Copyright 2008 Corinne Curcio

 

Striking lightning

Dark clouds form

Violent thunder

Approaching storm

 

Fierce summer rain

Quick – get inside

That tree you’re under

Is no place to hide

 

I see it all

With a watchful eye

From my balcony

Best seat in the house

14 stories high

A free show just for me

 

Then gray clears away

Young and old hearts yearn

A promise every day

Of the sun’s return

 

I’m anticipating

Something more

Will soon come my way

Well worth waiting for

 

There in the distance

Is the answer why

Bright colors arched

And etched in the sky

 

Some say a rainbow’s

A trick of light and air

Find your own meaning

For why it’s there

 

Swoop the Pterodactyl

Copyright Corinne Curcio 2008

 

I had a lot of Beanie Babies

When they were in style

Those little dust collectors

Always made me smile

 

But there’s a very special one

With whom I’ll never part

Reminding me of when I was young

And dreams sang in my heart

 

Swoop the Pterodactyl

Watches over me

From atop his aerie

He’s carefree

 

I thought I’d search for fossils

Travel to distant lands

Excavating dinosaurs

Is what I’d always planned

 

But life had other ideas

Or maybe it was me

Why try to reach beyond my grasp

For what can never be?

 

The grownup is in charge now

But sometimes the child escapes

I sit astride his back

Flying over Cretaceous landscapes

And we glide…. we glide

 

When I see him on my shelf

I feel a little ache

Perhaps burying my dreams

Was a very big mistake

 

Can I dig them up again?

A paleontologist at last?

But do I really want to

Start sifting through the past?

 

Swoop the Pterodactyl

Watches over me

From atop his aerie

He’s carefree

And we glide...

 

Man in the Moon
Copyright Corinne Curcio 2008

Man in the Moon
You’ve been our companion
For 4 billion years
Satellite circling around us
Without an atmosphere
Have you solved the ancient riddle
Of why we’re here?
Man in the Moon
Can you tell me
‘Cause the answer isn’t clear

Man in the Moon
What’s it like to float in the sky?
Do you sometimes wish
A comet would stop by and say hi?
When dawn comes up
Do you sigh as the Sun draws nigh?
Man in the Moon
Have you a clue as to the reason why?

As you wax and wane by degree
Do you smile down on me?
Won’t you please send my way
The sweetest of dreams
Dear Man in the Moon?

Man in the Moon
Hum a tune
For weary daughters and sons
Who wait for something better
When their day is done
Please watch over us

Oh silent, silvery one
Man in the Moon
Sing softly of what is to come

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