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"The Veil is Thin (Samhain Song)
By Celia Farran
(c) 2014 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Calling all Ancestors Samhain Samhain
Calling all Ancestors Samhain Samhain
Calling Your Wisdom in Samhain Samhain
Calling Your Wisdom in Samhain Samhain
The Veil is Thin.
We call your Wisdom In.
The Veil is Thin.
Calling all ancestors. Samhain
Calling all Ancestors Samhain Samhain
Calling all Ancestors Samhain Samhain
Calling Your Guidance in Samhain Samhain
Calling Your Guidance in Samhain Samhain
The Veil is Thin.
We call your Guidance In.
The Veil is Thin.
Calling all ancestors. Samhain
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“All Soul’s Night”
By Celia Farran
(c) 2022 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
All Soul’s Day. Don’t keep me waiting.
For I’ve Been Waiting for a year.
All Souls Night. And I’m still listening.
For your sweet whispering in my ear.
All Souls Day.
I will sit and I will pray.
Light a candle and I’ll stay.
All Alone on All Soul’s Day.
All Soul’s Night.
All the Ancestors take flight.
All their loved ones take delight.
But I’m alone on All Soul’s Night.
All Soul’s Day. And I am yearning
A portal burning in my dreams.
All Soul’s Night. The Veil is thinning
My web is spinning
And I’m coming apart at the seams.
The thinning of the veil
The thinning of the veil
Oh where, where have you gone to?
I have nothing to hold onto.
I miss you So.
Since the day you had to go.
I’ve been waiting for a year…
To meet you here.
I miss you So
Since the day you had to go
I miss you so
And I need you here.
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Ritual (Off Karma Album)
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“Ritual”
Lyrics and Music By Celia Farran
© 2018 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Well I waited for the moon to be just right.
And I stepped into the shining shimmering light.
And I got Witchy on you, baby, if you know what I mean.
I got Witchy on your crazies and I did it nice and clean.
Chorus
You are gone from me ‘cause I shut the portal.
I burned a candle and cut the chords.
And I buried your lies 'neath the old oak tree.
I did a ritual and now you’re free.
Well I waited for my heart and my intention to align.
And I gathered all my tools and I slipped into the night.
And I went priestess on you, Baby, because your push became a shove.
I went priestess on your crazies and I did it all with love.
Chorus 2:
You are gone from me ‘cause I shut the portal.
I burned a candle and cut the chords.
And I buried your lies ‘neath the old oak tree.
I did a ritual and now I’m free. I’m Free.
Free to laugh. Free to dance.
Free to go out on a limb and take a chance.
Free to fly. Free to soar.
‘Cause you’re not here to crucify me anymore. No.
Chorus 3:
And you can't come back ‘cause I locked the portal.
I cast a circle and shut the door.
And I buried your lies ‘neath the old oak tree…in a deep, dark hole.
I did a ritual. I did a ritual. Oh, oh!
I did a ritual. I did a ritual and now I’m free.
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“The Crone Collects Bones”
Words and Music by Celia Farran
© 2016 Red Granite Goddess Publishing ASCAP
The Crone Collects Bones uh-huh.
She lives in the woods all alone uh-huh.
Hey little raccoon you don’t need those bones no more cuz your soul is to the ethers and your body’s on the forest floor uh-huh.
The Crone Collects Bones.
The Crone gathers the bones uh-huh
She reads the symbols on the stones uh-huh.
She gathers up her herbs. You may say it is absurd, but she can cure you of your ills so you can shake those nasty pills. She is the Crone.
The Crone Collects Bones.
You are never alone.
You are Maiden, Mother, Crone.
So, Goddess gather up your bones.
Embrace the wisdom of the Crone.
And the town folk, they fear her.
And they don’t know why.
Whenever they come near her
They won’t look her in the eye.
They call her a Witch but they don’t know what it means.
She is their healer. Wise Woman Medicine Queen…..of the bones.
The Crone Collects Bones uh-huh.
She lives in the woods all alone uh-huh.
She gathers roots and flowers cuz she knows their magick powers.
She has the gift of sight. She can see you thru your darkest night.
The Wisdom of the Crone.
The Crone gathers the bones uh-huh.
The crystals and the stones.
Her wild and wolven moans can bring the flesh back to your bones.
She can call your spirit home.
Do not fear….the wisdom of the Crone.
The Crone Collects Bones.
You are never alone.
You are Maiden, Mother, Crone.
So, Sister sing into those bones.
And claim the wisdom of the Crone.
And the town folk will fear you
And you won’t care why.
Whenever they come near you
You will look them in the eye.
Some may call you a Witch
But those who know what it means…
Will call you Healer. Wise Woman Medicine Queen….of the Bones.
Hey little raccoon you don’t need those bones no more cuz your soul is to the ethers and your body’s on the forest floor uh-huh.
The Crone Collects Bones.
The Wisdom of the Crone.
Do not fear the Crone.
The Wisdom of the Crone.
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“When The Dama De Muertos Comes”.
by Celia Farran
© 2017 Red Granite Goddess Publishing/ASCAP
When the Dama De Muertos Comes.
First you will fear her and then you will run.
You’ll try to impress her with worlds that you’ve won.
When the Dame De Muertos Comes.
You will pull her from her watery grave.
You’ll think you’re the hero but you are the saved.
Take her into your home and untangle her bones.
When the Dama De Muertos Comes.
Chorus:
And offer her your heart.
Let her play you like a drum.
Nourish her with your tears.
To put flesh upon her bones.
Ooohhhh.
When the Dama De Muertos Comes.
When the Dama De Muertos Comes.
First you will fight her and then come undone.
You’ll try to impress her with words from your tongue.
When the Dama De Muertos Comes.
You will pull her from the darkest of caves.
You’ll think you’re the master but you are the slave.
Take her into your home and surrender your throne.
When the Dama De Muertos Comes..
Chorus
Bridge
You’ve got to let her show you.
You’ve got to let her show you.
How to let it all go.
You’ve got to let her show you how to….
Chorus
Cuando La Dama de los Muertos Viene.
Cuando La Dama de los Muertos Viene
Cuando La Dama de los Muertos Viene
Cuando La Dama de los Muertos Viene
Cuando La Dama de los Muertos Viene
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The Lady of White Sands
By Celia
© 2010 Red Granite Goddess ASCAP
www.celiaonline.com
She will not shed a tear. For she dare not to grieve.
Her hero is a ghost. But the Lady Still Believes.
She’s a clairvoyant compass. I trust what she knows.
As I walk with the Lady on the Sand that looks like Snow.
Chorus:
As I walk with the Lady. The Lady of the Land
In the pure white desert Enchanted by White Sand.
She is soft and serene. She washes my heart clean.
As I walk with the Lady, The Lady of White Sands.
She turns all of my fears into trusted tapestries.
It’s been said she’s a ghost. As for me, I believe.
She’s a perilous partner. She’s a shattered sea of dreams.
As I walk with the Lady on the Sands of Ivory.
CHORUS
Oh, She’s my aqua. When I’m so dry I cannot see.
Ella es Pavla Blanca. She’s the Lady. The Lady.
CHORUS
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“NeverMore”
Words by Edgar Allen Poe
Arranged by Celia Farran
(C) 2023 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,….
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—…
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door….
“’Tis some visitor,” and nothing more.”
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,…
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,…
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, …“Lenore?”
Merely this and nothing more.
Nothing More. Nothing More. Nothing More. Just Lenore
Nothing More. Nothing More. Nothing More. Just Lenore
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;…
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—…
Perched, and sat, and nothing more
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only…
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour…
Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—…
Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—…
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”
Then the bird said “Nevermore.”
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us—(*by the Gods) we both adore—
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,…
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—..
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Nevermore. Nevermore. Nevermore, Lenore.
Nevermore. Nevermore. Nevermore, Lenore X2
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;…..
And my soul from out that shadow
Shall be lifted—Never Nevermore!
Ooooohhhhhhh….
Nevermore. Nevermore. Nevermore, Lenore.
Nevermore. Nevermore. Nevermore, Lenore.
Oooohhh. Lenore.
Loop Under Chorus:
Nevermore nevermore never never never more.
Nevermore nevermore never never never more.
Nevermore nevermore never never never more.
Never more. X2
*The only lyric I adjusted from Poe’s original
Originally: “by the God we both adore.”
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The Ravens (Live Loop)
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“The Ravens”
By Celia Farran
(c) 2022 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
I’m perched upon the precipice
Gazing at the land.
I’m one with foot, feather, & fin.
I’m sitting on my dragon’s back
Throwing up my hands
As the Ravens Dive down to eat my wins
As the Ravens Dive down to eat my wins
I’m sitting on the precipice
Staring at the sea
I’m one with friend, family & foe.
I’m feasting with the ancestors
Coughing up the keys
As the Ravens swoop down to eat my soul
As the Ravens swoop down to eat my soul.
Chorus
And I Swear it’s the last time.
It’s the last time I will cave.
My Spirit Guides have now arrived
And they’re teaching me
To love myself
To love myself
Enough
To be Brave.
Chorus
I’m dancing on the razors edge
Knowing I will bleed.
I’m one with all creatures & beings
I’m chilling with the Unicorns
Learning how to dream
As the ravens swoop down to eat my needs.
As the ravens swoop down to eat my needs.
Chorus
I’m sitting on the precipice
Diving deep within
I’m one with my sorrows & sins
I’m staring down the Raven’s throat
Trying not to choke
On the let downs the learnings and the lessons
All those let downs the learnings and the lessons
Oh Aho, Oh Awen,
Oh, I’m letting go of.
My old friends, the Ravens
Aho, Oh Amen,
Oh , I’m letting go of
My old friends, the ravens.
My friends.
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“Blood Wolf Moon”
By Celia Farran
(C) 2019 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Part One:
Swoon with the Moon.
Dance with my Shadow.
Howl into the night.
Swoon with the Blood Wolf Moon.
Part Two:
Eclipsed by the Moment of the Blood Wolf Moon.
I dance with my shadow and silently swoon
to the beat of my heart. All alone in the dark.
As I swoon with the Blood Wolf Moon.
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“Which Wolf Will You Feed?”
By Celia Farran
© 2020 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will You Feed?
He’s a Chain Smoking Troll
And he’s down in a hole.
And he’s fueled by projections & needs.
He’s strutting his stuff
Though he’s down in a rut
Place your bets on which wolf he will feed.
Chorus:
Aaahoooooo
Yahoooo
What is true?
For You.
Aaahaaaay
You don’t have to say.
You don’t have to play.
And you don’t have to stay.
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will You Feed? X2
He’s a Chain Smoking Troll
And he’s lost in the scrolls
And he’s powered by grasping & greed.
When he’s brought down to size he will….catastrophize
Be careful with which wolf has been freed.
Chorus
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will You Feed?
He is adamant and obstinate and armed with allegations.
But you have no obligation to stay and not be seen.
He is overbearing, undermining, coercing, you to the co-signing.
So call a spade a spade and lovingly leave.
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will It Be?
Which Wolf Will You Feed?
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“The Monsters & Misfits”
By Celia Farran
© 2017 Red Granite Goddess Publishing
Oh Ho, Where you gonna go?
Aye Hey, What you gonna say?
Oooo Hooo, What you gonna do
When the Monsters and the Misfits get a hold of you?
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping on my bed.
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping in my head.
I don’t know who let them in….
But I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
One little Monster says ‘Drink That”.
Another little Monster says “You Know you Wanna Drink That”.
A Misfit comes around and says: “That ain’t cool. The last time you drank that you acted the fool.”
One little Monster says “Eat That”. Another little Monster says: “You Know you wanna eat that.”
A Misfit comes around and says: “That Ain’t Good. Cuz you know, We’re are not even sure that that’s food.
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping all around.
The Monsters and Misfits they make a crackling sound.
I don’t know who let them in….
But I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Oh Ho, Where you gonna go?
Aye Hey, What you gonna say?
Oooo Hooo, What you gonna do
When the Monsters and the Misfits get a hold of you?
Oooooooooo
One little Monster says “Watch that show.” Another little Monster says: “You know you want to…”. A Misfit comes around and says “Don’t you dare. You know you start watching now you’ll power watch into next year.”
One little Monster says “Poke the hornets nest. Another little Monster says “Yes, that would be best.” A Misfit comes along and says “Leave it alone. Keep your head down and just drive straight home.”
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping in my mind.
The Monsters and Misfits, they make the strangest kind.
I don’t know who let them in….
But I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Oh Ho, Where you gonna go?
Aye Hey, What you gonna say?
Oooo Hooo, What you gonna do
When the Monsters and the Misfits get a hold of you?
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping on my bed.
The Monsters and Misfits are jumping in my head.
I don’t know who let them in….
But I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
I don’t know who let them in….
But I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I outta find myself some better friends.
Yeah, I think I maybe need to start it all….over again.
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Cuz I’m a Werewolf
(Howling at the moon)
By Celia Farran
(C) 2023 Red granite Goddess publishing / ASCAP
Cuz I'm a werewolf
I like to rustle in the leaves
I wait for you under the eaves
then I go howling at the moon
I'm an aware werewolf
I know it can seem kind of scary
I’m Big, & I’m Toothy, & I’m Hairy
And I go howling at the moon.
Chorus:
Ahoooo, Ahoooo, Ahooo, Ahooo
We’ll Be just fine. Long as you know my time as mine.
When I go howling at the Moon
Chorus:
Cuz I’m a monster
I was created by my master
Could you run any faster?
I was hoping we’d be friends
Cuz I’m a tormentor
I’m only here to make you sob.
Aw, c’mon don’t be like that
I’m just doing my job.
Cuz I'm a vampire.
I wanna nibble on your neck.
What do you say we stack the deck
And we go howling at the Moon.
(For an eternity)
Chorus
Cuz I’m a Sorceress
Some may say my job is fancy.
I just call it necromancy
And I like howling at the moon.
Cuz I’m a zombie
I know it sounds a bit insane (but)
I really want to suck your brains.
And then go howling at the moon.
Cuz I’m a Kitchen Witch
Voluptuous & Curvy
When I’m dishing up my herbys
I like to howl at the moon.
Bridge:
Deep deep down you know I’m just your shackled shadow
Deep deep down You see each day you wake up in a dream.
Deep deep down you know we are all headed for the gallows.
I am you and you are me.
Cuz I’m an Old Crone
If you ever get the notion
And wanna make a midnight potion
We could go howling at the moon.
Cuz I'm a banshee.
I know you love to hear me scream.
I wake you from your placid dreams.
So you can howl at the moon
Cuz I’m a Conjuress
Don’t think it’s kinda sexy?
When I light candles and get hexy?
C’mon let’s howl at the moon.
Chorus
You know that I’m in love with you.
And it is equally as true.
I need to howl at the moon.
Ahoooo
Ahooo Ahooo
Oh ooooo
Come on Let’s howl at the moon.
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All Over Now
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“All Over Now”
By Celia Farran
© 2019 Red Granite Goddess Publishing
A little bit of Witch Hazel
Mace.
Venus Fly Trap
Queen Ann’s Lace.
A little bit of Bachelor Button
Rust.
A little bit of Snap Dragon
And a little bit of Trust.
And it’s all over now. A little twist of fate.
You must have dodged that bullet a hundred times.
But this time it’s too late.
And it’s all over now. Nothing can be done.
Pray to Buddha for acceptance.
Pray to Budica for the Celtic Courage and the Strength to Carry on.
A little bit of Rosehips
Maiden Hair.
Baby’s Breath.
Lady Slipper
Black Eyed Susan
Quaking Grass
Forget me not.
And a little bit of Sassafrass
Chorus
Let the Brew Bubble
Let the Cauldron Over Flow.
Let the Bastions Burn.
& Let the Ashes Go.
Let the Music Move you.
Let the Fire Rise.
This time it’s too late.
Cuz nothing can be done.
Let it all Bubble
Let the Cauldron Over Flow.
Let it all Burn.
Let the Ashes Go.
Let it all move you.
Let the Fire Rise.
This time it’s too late.
Cuz nothing can be done.
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No one. No one. No one Dies Alone. X2
And now let go. Call Your Spirit Home.
Listen & Know. No One Dies Alone.
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“The Dead Can Dance”
By Celia Farran
(c) 2022 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
The Dead Can Dance.
Watch them shimmy watch ‘em shake
Bones Slipping & Sliding
Stomp the Earth to feel it quake.
Not too late.
Never too late.
The Dead Can dance.
Chorus:
Ding Dang Dah
Da Doom
Dakka Diddle Dakka Doom
The Dead Can Dance X2
Oh, Oh, the Dead Can Dance
The Dead Can Sing
They can sigh and moan and keen
An Epic chorus
Hear their voices echoing
Not just a dream.
Not just a dream. (Not what it seems)
The dead can sing.
Chorus
The Dead can hear you.
They are always listening.
They do not fear you.
The way that you are fearing them.
So tell them your plans.
And take their hands.
The dead can hear you.
Chorus
Diving down into the grave.
Release their ashes on the waves.
For everything is energy and energy is every thing.
Just Dance
Shed your tears and say goodbye.
You’ll see them on the other side.
For everything is energy and energy is every thing.
Just Dance
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"Far Away From Home'
Lyrics and Music by Celia Farran
(C) 2015 Red Granite Goddess Publishing/ASCAP
On the quiet side of Dungannon wall.
The veil is thin and the voices call.
Wild wind over silent stones.
Far away from home.
Chorus:
Far Away From Home.
Far Away From Home.
The rain soaks thru my desert bones.
Far Away From Home.
Home.
The city rushes by all day.
I would rather sit and stay
And listen to the singing bones.
All Alone.
Chorus
2X
I am listening.
I am listening.
I am listening to the bones.
I am listening.
I am listening.
I am listening to the singing of the bones.
All the Stories Never Told
Chorus
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“Red Sky at Morning”
By Celia Farran
© 2017 Red Granite Goddess Publishing/ ASCAP
I hope you’re breathing in.
I hope you’re breathing out.
I hope you find it from within.
I hope you’re feeling safe.
I hope you’re feeling free.
I hope you find it from within.
Chorus:
When There’s a Red Sky at Morning.
You better heed the warning.
Let it go. Let it go. Set your soul free.
When There’s a Blue Sky at Midnight.
Everything’s going to be all right.
Just Let it be. Let it Be. Let it Be.
I hope you’re feeling loved.
I hope you’re feeling joy.
I hope you find it from within.
I hope you find your way.
I hope you know your truth.
I hope you find it from within.
Chorus
Bridge:
I know that you’re hurting
cuz once I was your brother
in another lifetime
when we were yellow and green.
And I know that you’re suffering cuz once I was your mother.
And I feel whatever you feel.
That’s why I’m listening.
Chorus
Chorus
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“Luna de Sangre”
By Celia Farran
(C) 2022 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Luna de Sangre
Luna de Sangre
Luna de Sangre
Luna de Sangre
Luna de Sangre
Luna de Sangre
Luna the Blood Red Moon
Total eclipse of the Blood Red Moon
Total eclipse of Luna de Sangre
Eclipse of the Blood Red Moon.
Let it all go to Luna De Sangre
Breathe in. Breathe Out.
Be here….with Luna de Sangre now.
Aho. Let Go.
Let it all go to Luna de Sangre
Step Back
Go Within
Your not the Villain
Your not the Victim
Your not the Master
Your not the Slave
Let it all go to Luna de Sangre
Step Back
Go Within
You’re not your blood and bones.
You are not your skin.
You’re not the wounded
You’re not the healer.
Let it all go to Luna de Sangre
Breathe in. Breathe Out.
Be here….with Luna de Sangre now.
Aho. Let Go.
Let it all go to Luna de Sangre
Step Back
Go Within
You’re not the lion the scarecrow
You’re not the man of tin.
Your not the Wizard
Your not the Witch
You’re Luna de Sangre
Step Back
Go Within
You’re not here to loose
You’re not here to win.
Breathe in
You are Luna De Sangre
Bridge:
Protection Rejection Let go of Projection
Let all the old traumas fall.
See yourself clearly
Lovely, dearly
Let go of it All……
Breathe in. Breathe Out.
Be here….with Luna de Sangre now.
Aho. Let Go.
Let it all go to Luna de Sangre
Total eclipse of the Blood Red Moon
Total eclipse of Luna de Sangre
Eclipse of the Blood Red Moon.
Let it all go to Luna De Sangre
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“In The Deepest Earth”
By Celia Farran
© 2017 Red Granite Goddess Publishing ASCAP
Verse One
In The Deepest Earth. X3
I can always feel nothing.
And it’s all that I can do
Yeah, it’s all that I can do
Yeah it’s all that I can do.
To think a peaceful thought.
Cuz when you hurt this deep.
When you hurt this deep.
When you hurt this deep.
It is easy to be cruel.
Chorus:
Gasp for air.
I see up there…
A peaceful light
X2
Verse Two
In The Deepest Earth. X3
I can always feel it all.
And it’s all that I can do
Yeah, it’s all that I can do
Yeah it’s all that I can do.
To brace my fall
Cuz when you hurt this deep.
When you hurt this deep.
When you hurt this deep.
It is easy to get lost.
Chorus
Bridge:
And the water…yeah the water comes trickling down.
And the water grows my roots into the ground.
And the fire calls me up with a crackling sound.
I break thru the surface.
I was lost but now I’m found.
Verse One
Chorus
In The Deepest Earth. X3
I can always be rebirthed. X3
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“Grandmother Moon-Live Loop”
Music and Lyrics by Celia Farran
© 2017 Red Granite Goddess Publishing
Part One:
Grandmother Moon. Grandmother Moon.
Grandmother Moon. Grandmother Moon.
Grandmother Moon. Grandmother Moon.
Shine Down on me.
Part Two:
Grandmother Moon. Shine Down On Me.
My Heart is Open. To Receive
Your Loving Light. And Legacy.
Grandmother Moon Shine Down On Me.
Part Three:
I Offer You My Wounds & Scars.
My Mangled Memories to Transform.
You’re Right Here With Me. Here You Are.
We Are Made of Steal & Stars.
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Glass Labyrinth
By Celia Farran
© 2016 Red Granite Goddess Publishing ASCAP
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Stay with me. Be with me. Meet me with all your colors.
Offer me your honesty completely. Your every spark.
And I will be your Stained Glass Goddess reaching for your light.
I’ll shine for you by day. And warm you in the night.
Oh I will be your Stained Glass Goddess bending to your light.
I shine for you each day and every night.
Chorus:
So won’t you meet me in the Glass Labyrinth
No beginning. Never an end
You reach for me but the walls are clear.
Touch the pane…….
And the Labyrinth Bends
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Lead me down beneath your floor boards
Into your darkest spaces
Where the magic meets the muse to forge the child at play.
And I will be your Windsong Goddess Laughing on the breeze.
I’ll sing your soul back to you….anyway you please.
Oh, I will be your Windsong Goddess singing in the trees.
I’ll sing for you anyway you please.
Chorus:
So won’t you meet me in the Glass Labyrinth
I’ll bring the light. You bring the lens.
I reach for you and the walls have moved.
Honor the pain.
And the Labyrinth bends.
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Everything Bends. Everything Bends
Hold me Close. Let me go.
The truth is that we never parted.
You could never not be with me.
Yes, this Love is real.
And I will be your Warrior Goddess strengthening your heart.
My nectar’s flowing to you. No matter where you are.
Oh, I will be your Warrior Goddess Nurturing your heart.
My nectar flows no matter where you are.
Chorus:
So, won’t you meet me in the Glass Labyrinth
Brother, Sister, Lover, Friend.
Reaching out the walls disappear.
Tend to the dream. Tend to your dream. Tend to your dreams….
And Everything bends.
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22. |
Crossing Over (Demo)
03:29
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“Crossing Over”
By Celia Farran
(C) 2023 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
There’s a little small light in the graveyard tonight.
Someone’s crossing over.
There’s a little small flame
In the lineage name.
Someone’s watching over me.
And the whiskey bottle’s long drained dry.
Anoint the earth. Elderblossom wine
Burn some sage. Say a prayer.
Brave the deep if you dare.
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
Here’s a little small gem for an an indigent friend.
Someone’s crossing over.
There’s a little small girl tucked between the worlds.
Someone’s watching over me.
And the whiskey bottle’s long drained dry.
Raise a glass to the twinkle in her eyes
Say a prayer. Burn some sage..
Thank the priest. Trust the Mage.
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
Honoring the Ancestors. Aho.
Remembering. Aho.
Honoring…
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Ancestor Dance
By Celia Farran
(c) 2014 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Hey ………Hey ……….Hey ……….
Come and Dance with me
Come and Dance with me
Oh Grandfather, Grandfather
Fill me with Strength
Oh Grandfather, Grandfather
Protect me and provide for me
Oh Grandmother, Grandmother
Bless me with your nurturance.
Oh Grandmother, Grandmother
Inspire my soul to dance.
Grandmother. Grandfather
Ancestors. Come and Dance with me
Come and dance with me.
X2
And I will Believe
And I will Receive
I promise to keep on opening
And I will Believe
And I will Receive
I promise to keep on Opening
Hey ………Hey ……….Hey ……….
Come and Dance with me
Come and Dance with me
etc
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“So Many Ways to Die”
By Celia Farran
© 2019 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
Colonel Mustard Did it on the Hindenburg with a Winchester filled with Worcester.
Professor Plum did it in the Olive Garden with a pepper grinder filled with “Catch Up” and A1.
So many ways to die. So many clues to find.
The little dog laughed and the cow jumped over the moon.
There goes the dish with the spoon.
Mrs White did it in an RV cab with a dixie cup filled with crystal meth.
Miss Scarlet did it by the Blue Danube with a midnight special filled with super glue.
So many ways to die. So many suspects to find.
Mary Mary quite contrary how does your garden grow?
With Cockel Shells and Silver Bells and Little Maidens all in a row.
Missy Missy if you’re able take your elbows off the table. This is not a horse’s stable.
Engine Engine number 9 going down Chicago Line….
If the Gravy Train falls off the track…do you want your money back?
So many ways to die. So many clues to find.
The little dog laughed and the cow jumped over the moon.
There goes the dish with the spoon.
Mrs. Peacock did it in a photo booth with a bottle of kombucha filled with cheap perfume.
Mr. Green did it in the Pumpkin Patch with a witty tongue filled with sassafras.
So many ways to die. It’s funny till someone pokes out an eye.
Mary had a little lamb who’s fleece was white as snow.
So many possibilities. So many ways to go.
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25. |
Freak Show (Demo)
03:38
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“Freak Show”
By Celia Farran
© 2019 Red Granite Goddess Publishing ASCAP
Behind the costume. Behind the veil.
A self deprecating straw man on a toothpick, impaled.
Behind the melody. Behind the Song.
There’s nothing to see here. Move along.
Behind the twinkle. Behind the Smile.
There’s a devastated desperate demon child.
Behind the curtain. Behind the mask.
Drop the I.V. Drip. And just don’t ask.
Chorus:
It’s a Freak Show in the shadows in the corners of your mind.
When you’re digging for diamonds Black coal is all you’ll find.
Where they lurk is…in the circus in your unexamined vault.
And it is your cross to bear. But it was not your fault.
Behind the Screen. Behind the Ache.
There’s a lunar locket buried with your one keepsake.
Behind the Tempest. Behind the Storm.
There are calm soothing waters and some loving arms.
Chorus
Bridge:
It’s not your fault but it is your…. responsibility.
Time to grow a pair. Stop groping for integrity.
You can’t get out till you conjure some humility.
So get up off your ass and make some changes.
It’s Your Freak Show. Don’t You know.
It’s Your Freak Show. For you to own.
It’s Your Freak Show. It’s Your Freak Show.
Behind the mirrors. Behind the Smoke.
There’s the key to your salvation.
And Baby, that’s the joke.
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“Lark in the Labyrinth”
By Celia Farran
© 2019 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
There’s a Lark in the Labyrinth
In the dark drinking Absinthe
Spinning with Visions and Dreams.
There’s a Lark Drinking Absinthe
In the Dark in the Labyrinth
And she sings of fantastical things.
Aaaahhhhh
Aaahhhhhh
Aaahhhhhh….etc.
There’s a Lark in the Labyrinth
in the dark in the Vatican.
Spiraling around.
There’s a Lark in the Vatican
In the Dark swirl of Frankincense
And she sings the most beautiful sounds.
Aaaahhhhh
Aaahhhhhh
Aaahhhhhh….etc.
I know why the caged bird sings.
She’s a Lark in the Labyrinth a dreamer of dreams.
I know why the caged bird swoons.
She’s a Lark in the Dark by the Light of the Moon.
Aaaahhhhh
Aaahhhhhh
Aaahhhhhh….etc.
She is pure. So pure.
She is sure.
She Endures.
She is pure. So pure.
She is sure.
She Endures.
There’s a Lark in the Labyrinth
In the Dark in the Lion’s Den
With her heart pressed close to the ground.
There’s a Lark in the Lion’s Den
In the Dark in the Labyrinth
Though she sings she can never be found.
Aaaahhhhh
Aaahhhhhh
Aaahhhhhh….etc.
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“Zombie Apocalypse Dead Horse Graveyard”
By Celia Farran
(C) 2022 Red Granite Goddess Publishing
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses them dead.
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses. Bury the horses dead.
Deathtrap
Blaming Complaining, Criticizing Judgement.
Passive, Aggressive, Codependent Death Trap
Confusion, Defensive, Insanity, Malcontent.
Passive Agressive Codependent Bull Crap, Death Trap
Chorus
It’s a Zombie Apocalypse
Dead Horse Graveyard.
Beat one Down two more grow in it’s place.
We’ve called Police
Vigilantes, The Priest & the Coastguard
But We just can’t seem to dig ourselves
Out from tangled space
If I were you and you were me.
What would we do differently?
If You were me and I were you.
I wonder what our hearts would do?
Chorus
If you were the woman and she was the man.
Would everything have gone as planned?
If he was the girl and you were the boy.
Where would you have found your joy?
Chorus
Turn it around.
Turn it around
Spin three times and kiss the ground.
Turn it around
Turn it around
Till Love is all there is.
If you loved you and I loved me
Hearts would grow and love could breathe
If you loved me and I loved you.
There’s nothing that we couldn’t do.
It’s time to….
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses them dead.
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses. Bury the horses dead.
Deathtrap
Passive, Aggressive, Codependent Death Trap
Confusion, Defensive, Insanity, Malcontent.
Passive Agressive Codependent Bull Crap, Death Trap
Chorus
It’s a Zombie Apocalypse
Dead Horse Graveyard.
Beat one Down two more grow in it’s place.
We’ve called Police
Vigilantes, The Priest & the Coastguard
But We just can’t seem to dig ourselves
Out from these complaints
X2
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses them dead.
Bury the horses bury the horses bury the horses.
Bury the horses dead.
Dead.
Dead.
Dead.
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28. |
The Last Time (Demo)
04:19
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“The Last Time”
By Celia Farran
© 2020 Red Granite Goddess Publishing / ASCAP
If I had known it was the last time I would look you in the eye.
If I had known it was the last time I would hold you while you cried.
If I had known it was the last time we would say goodbye.
If I had known. If I had known it was the last time.
I would have stayed a little longer.
I would have made better choices and been stronger.
I would have reached out for your hand.
Taken the time to understand.
If I had known. If I had known. It was the last time.
If I had known it was the last time you would grace this place.
If I had known it as the last time we would share a warm embrace.
If I had known it was the last time I would see your face.
If I had known. If I had known it was the last time.
I would have held you a little tighter.
I would have reminded you…that you’re a fighter.
I would have searched for the sublime.
In all the little ways that you shine.
If I had known. If I had known. It was the last time.
Life is so precious and love is so rare.
Wasting my time on things that don’t matter ….at all.
Life is so precious & your love is so rare.
If I had known if I had only known.
But it’s never really the last time
You are etched in my heart, my soul, my mind.
I surrender I forgive. What is remembered… breathes & lives.
For it is never. Never truly. The last time.
If I had known. If I had known. If I had known. If I had only known.
If I had known. If I had known. It was the last time.
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Carry Me Home
Music by Celia Lyrics by Chris Hassell & Celia Farran
© 2010 Red Granite Goddess ASCAP
www.celiaonline.com
Carry Me. I feel broken.
Call to me. Carry Me Home, Carry Me.
Carry Me. I feel Lost.
Call to me. Carry Me Home, Carry Me.
Chorus:
Grandmothers, Grandfathers, Light the way.
Guide me home to Sanctuary.
Ancestors, Ancestors, guide my family home.
Carry Me Home Mother, Carry Me Home.
My heart feels broken, I need to be shown.
So, call to me, Sing to me, Bring back the dream.
Carry Me Home, Carry Me.
Carry Me Home Father, Carry Me Home.
I’m Lost in the deep in the dark all alone.
I fear I have failed you. Please Father Please.
Carry Me Home, Carry Me.
Chorus
Carry Me Home Spirit, Carry Me Home.
My heart is wide open, my work here is done.
Now I surrender. Now I am free.
Carry Me Home, Carry me.
Carry Me Home, Carry me.
Carry Me Home, Carry me.
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Celia Farran Langley, Washington
Celia is a cross between an Earthy Enya, Joan Baez, &.... Tina Fey. Celia artfully reaches deep into the soul of the listener with her angelic voice and musical creations. "What Celia Offers is a Gift to the World", Brooke Medicine Eagle, Author of "The Last Ghost Dance. "Celia's Music Calls Women to their Glory & Men to Their Hearts". Marianne Williamson, Author of "Return to Love" ... more
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