Lessons From Losers (2018) Lyrics
All songs written and performed by F&M (Ryan C. Anderson, Rebecca D. Anderson and Bryan Reichert)
Cling To The Cold
You can’t hold the wind, and you won’t break my heart with your words or hadn’t you heard
Winter is here, but let’s cling to the cold it’ll keep me sane again
The season is harsh, Harsher than harsh & grimmer than grim but here you are again
And the wind outside makes you feel small, smaller than small it’s how you feel again.
So cover your eyes then cradle your hate, then push it aside It’s no use to you again
Step into the gloom, let’s embrace the dark the somber’s lovely if you let it be Now hold out your hands, and raise them up high as you reach for the sky.
You Ravenous Heavenly Monster!
Beneath a cathedral of trees, Beneath a cathedral of trees, I have since been dying.
You say that I’ve been dying since I met you! You say that I’ve been dying since I met you! ahh ahh ahhh ah ahhhhhh
The things I am - both love and hate - sinner, pilgrim, blasphemer, saint.
And over my head, strong limbs and leaves, connected ribs - cathedral of trees.
O come to me my love
O come to me my love
O come to me my love
You’ll come to me, you ravenous heavenly monster! Oh come to me! You ravenous heavenly monster! Our hands are haunting
These hands are haunted!
And so we walk in our own prayer beneath a light that we should share. And I would never lie to you my love oh lie to you my love
lie to you my love.
O come to me my love
O come to me my love
You say that I’ve been dying since I met you You say that I’ve been dying since I met you oh wander in -
this new life wanders in
And I have since been dying O stay by me my love
O be the life my love
Colmar
We were walking by the sea, drinking a Tuscany, a super Tuscany red wine There’s a subtle breeze and the sunshine looks like diamonds in your eyes Cathedral bells and a gypsy choir a thinning crowd, it’s what I always want
straight train to Middle Italy You wore that dress...
We’ll head next day to a coffee bar, I’ll get a car then we’ll head further south Stop part way for an ocean swim, if you smile at me I’ll always answer back You suggest we drive back North, I shrug- I can’t say no to you.
Hit the autobahn to Germany Meet for drinks under autumn leaves
Sleep in late then head for anywhere it doesn’t matter, I’m here with you
A cheap motel and sauntering I need this place, these are the days in between.
hit Colmar sleep in a winery I love being here with you
Council Of Misery
Enter
a council of misery oh you come unbidden unwanted
with your drums and your gasoline and your crowds to fan the flames.
Oh enter
a council
of misery
oh you come leaving behind orphaned ideas and abandoned desires.
What shall we do when you open your jaws? What shall we do when you open your jaws?
Winter lifts Me
Snow, Snow, Snow, it’s been snowing for hours (yet again) It’s cold, cold, cold and it’s clearing my thoughts
Cuz I’ve been trapped, trapped, trapped in my head..
When I fall down, I always look up for the start of a song
I feel old, old, old... feeling so old... time’s got me, but I’ve never got time Life’s been full and I never got mine... yet
But I don’t think I’m going unscathed, ‘cause I’ve broken my soul
Trees stripped bare, their beauty is rare the wind blows cold so i cover my hair this land is old you can smell it in the air
It’s always been here under my feet, I give it my strife
Light up a candle, it’ll light up our sights pour me some wine, it’ll straighten the night turn up that song it might save our lives
Whenever I crash, the winter lifts me & I thank you for it
Scribbles On A Sheet
Scribbles on a sheet, words on a page yeah you wrote it Line upon line you craft out a rhyme yeah you felt it Scratch out a line space out the words yeah you see it The words you don’t write the rests in between will save it
You started in red then switched to a black yeah you paint it Stroke across stroke you carve out a line yeah you meant it Rub off the paint on the side of your leg yeah you made it You smear your hand ‘cross the crux of the paint yeah you hate it
That smear you smile is the best you’ve painted all day Harkens you back to a spot where you’d stay
Still on a beach where the sun met the grey
If only that spot would just leap on this page
I’d measure the lines and scream it on this stage
Funeral Director
Am I a funeral director Or a circus performer? Funeral director? Circus performer?
‘Cuz I’m balancing the dead in my mind, oh just keeping company with the dearly departed, oh just keeping company with the clearly broken hearted.
And deny!
And deny!
Just deny!
All that you have in me.
Am I a funeral director Or a circus performer? Funeral director? Circus performer?
Now I’m swinging in the light of the music, oh just keeping fantasy, alive, in the shadows, oh just keep my fantasies, with me, my glorious freak shows!
And we cry! And we cry!
And we cry! existing without being.
Quiet Nobility
The only place we’re treated equal is in a line at a bottle depot
Think that through I won’t explain it, the logic’s easy if you want it to Prefer my beer in a tiny cup, makes me feel like I’m not in a rush People watching for several hours is not wasted time, it’s not wasted time There’s dignity in winter, a luxury in solitude
I sang that once I still believe it, but I’ll change the tune and pawn it off Prefer my wine in a shining glass, in a darkened room but that to shall pass I miss the ocean with all it’s sound, I miss the smell, we miss the sea
We’re craving gentility, discernment, a quiet nobility We’re looking for takers, those craving the same thing
Sunsets come and sunsets go there all the same if you believe it so That’s not my thought it never was but I’ll dress it up and pass it off prefer my scotch in a crystal glass, makes the world seem a little less crass There’s a joyous feel in a dim lit pub, a calm content, it’s heaven sent It’s heaven sent and I’m almost there, almost there, almost there.
Lessons From Losers
Lonely bird keep on, keep on, oh risking all your happiness, risk all your happy happy-ness.
Lonely bird keep on, keep on, oh risking all your happiness, risk all your happiness on me.
Lonely little bird, at the moment of your execution
you will hold on to, hold tightly to, the one who will see it through!
Lonely bird keep on, keep on, oh risking all your happiness, risk all your happy happy-ness.
Lonely bird keep on, keep on, oh risking all your happiness, risk all your happiness on me.
It is such a joy, to lose it all again, oh, with you dear! Let’s keep aching, taking lessons from losers!
At Sunset We Sing (2014) Lyrics
All songs written and performed by F&M (Ryan C. Anderson, Rebecca D. Anderson and Bryan Reichert) Except “Kukushka” by Viktor Tsoi, Translated by Rebecca D. Anderson, arranged by F&M
Hands In
Oh I’m Down I’m down I’m down I’m down.
For anything you have planned, I can’t stand, this town
This life, my time my goals are my own
So hands, hands in, hands in, hands in
we’ll go and we’ll play, so hands
And We Will Mend Our Broken Hearts
I was in the background sitting sorta softly in my shell
Humming slowly sipping, sipping on a drink I will dwell
Dim the lights, turn on the stereo
I place my hand in yours it’s on your lap
Take your eyes off mine, turn them to the street down below
People flashing by, people flashing by their in our eyes
Most days we always rush but not today
Pour another glass, I choose to stay
Saunter in the streets, Saunter in my mind, I saunter well.
Saunter with a hat, Saunter in a scarf, I wear it well
People buzzing past that’s not my way
People fussing much it’s not my way
And I’m standing in the rain, as It hits the dirty ground, it cleans the filthy streets
And I’m picturing your face, it’s a painting that i trace, you’re always on my mind
And we will mend our broken hearts, in a year of broken dreams,a year of broken words we heard
And we’re fading into black, fading into black… fade the lights to black
Kukushka
*This is Rebecca’s translation - there may be better ones out there. Words & Music Viktor Tsoi, arranged by F&M
Песен еще ненаписанных, сколько? / How many songs are there still to sing?
Скажи, кукушка, пропой. / Tell me, cuckoo – answer me
В городе мне жить или на выселках, / Am I to live in the city or go
Камнем лежать или гореть звездой? / lying on the ground or burning bright like a star
Звездой.
Солнце мое – взгляни на меня, / My sun look down upon me
Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак, / My hand has turned into a fist
И если есть порох – дай огня. / And if there’s (gun)powder – give me fire
Вот так… / Like this
Кто пойдет по следу одинокому? / Who will walk in these lonely steps?
Сильные да смелые / strong and brave
Головы сложили в поле в бою. / Lives are laid in the fields (in the struggle)
Мало кто остался в светлой памяти, / Few remain in our memory with sound mind
В трезвом уме да с твердой рукой в строю, / strong hands in the service
В строю.
Солнце мое – взгляни на меня, / My sun look down upon me
Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак, / My hand has turned into a fist
И если есть порох – дай огня. / And if there’s (gun)powder – give me fire
Вот так… / Like this
Где же ты теперь, воля вольная? / Where are you now, Free will?
С кем же ты сейчас / with whom are you meeting already in the morning
Ласковый рассвет встречаешь? Ответь. / (Answer me)
Хорошо с тобой, да плохо без тебя, / It’s good with you but it’s bad without
Голову да плечи терпеливые под плеть, / my head on my shoulders can’t hold out
Под плеть. / (under this whip)
Солнце мое – взгляни на меня, / My sun look down upon me
Моя ладонь превратилась в кулак, / My hand has turned into a fist
И если есть порох – дай огня. / And if there’s (gun)powder – give me fire
Вот так… / Like this
Razzle Dazzle
Razzle dazzle you, razzle dazzle me
With a heart that’s true – Only you will do!
Oh and you.You carry me
Oh and you. You carry me. Oh.
And you razzle dazzle
Oh oh oh oooo (etc)
We Miss the Sea
We miss the coast in the fall
We miss the sea,
It misses me
I want to sit, I want to breathe
Smell the air, feel the breeze
Bundled up, in a morning fog
These are the days in between
All our pain hits the sea,
Washes over me,
Brings me relief
Thank you old sea.
Thank you old sea
Fill our cups with red wine
Sit with us Sing with us
Let us leave but bring us back
We need you, please need us back
We miss the coast in the fall
We miss the sea,
It misses me
For My Dear Recluse
From the Sparkles in your eyes
To the feathers on your mind
Please be the rocks beneath my feet
And the waves in my sea
Grab the good cups before we pour the wine
Light a candle turn down the lights
From the drum snap to the sound
To a sunset that melts a frown
There’s a fog in the air I can hear
Churchbells not far away
Remember my hand as I strummed guitar
Remember my hand as it held you hard
There is a patience in your eyes
There is a pining in your sighs
There is an aching in your smile
And I hope I’m on your mind
Remember my hand as I strummed guitar
Remember my hand as it held you hard
Grab the good cups before we pour the wine
Light a candle turn down the lights.
There Is You!
In my head, my head, my head there is you.
But you take your time, running ‘round in my mind.
Now what am I to do?
There is you. There is you. There is you – There is you.
(You keep running round and round. You keep running)
In my dreams, my dreams, my dreams there is you.
But you take the time, running ‘round in my mind.
Now what are dreams to do?
I’m in love, I’m in love, I’m in love – With you.
(You keep running round and round. You keep running)
I have Never Seen Such Darkness
If you leave the light on – I will find you sleeping
La! la la la. La! la la la
In the dark.
La! la la la. La! la la la
In the dark.
I have never seen such darkness!
I have never seen such darkness!
La! la la la. La! la la la
Oh give a heart – weh!
La! la la la. La! la la la
Oh give a heart – weh!
my heart is left beat-ting
my heart is left bleeding!
OH!
La la la la. La la la la
Oh give a heart – weh!
La! la la la. La! la la la
Oh give a heart – weh!
Are your dreams still reeling?
With the time you’re stealing?
Show Me Your Light
Show me your light, please show me your light
I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours first.
I’ll use all my words, all that I’ve heard
Lay out a plate, ‘cause I’m sure I’ll be late
Don’t think I don’t care, oh don’t you dare
It’s just that I’m slow at making it home
I’m a ship late at night, so show me your light
As a drizzle of rain hits my windshield it fogs
I turn up the heat as a song comes along
pull to the side of the road and I sing
Show me your light, please show me your light
It might take all night, I won’t put up a fight
Pull out some books, they’re good for your looks
Oh hold me up, oh hold me down
bring me wine and bread & John the baptist’s head
Throw me off the deck, but throw me out a rope
I’m a man overboard, so show me your light
Show me your light, please show me your light
The Hunter
hold me close and draw me in breath my soul and never let me go and I will
hold your thoughts with mine and recall each word let me keep them out of time
and they will hunt you
like the hunter
and his lonely kill
and they will hunt you
like the hunter
and his lonely kill
each word
I taste your heart beat
each word
I taste your heart beat
rush of thought course through shared veins and where I end and where do you begin and I am watching for you from the forest of my life I know that it must end
and I am hunted
by the hunter
it’s a glowing thrill
and I am hunted
by the hunter
it’s a glowing thrill
aach word
I feel my heart bleed
each word
I feel my heart bleed.
Take Me Out
burning fires, falling snow
talking lightly, staring softly
scold me harshly, but sing it nicely
take me out Lord, take me out
burning brightly, churches shining
make me quiet, make me sacred
taking time to, taking time
hold me up lord, hold me up
Frosting windows, freezing car
stop the engine, grab a flask
warming lightly, numbing nicely
take me out lord, take me out
snow is falling, on our faces
laying lightly, dark is lovely
Start a fire, warm us nicely
hold us up Lord, Hold us up
Wish You Were Here (2011) Lyrics
Music By The Sea
By Rebecca Anderson June 2011
You and me are sitting by the sea – with time.
Each bird marks a moment with it’s wings – they climb.
Up to where, I dare not go -
This love’s a melody whose end we cannot know.
Old Photographs
By Ryan Anderson 2011
You were baptized in wine in the summer of 1989
When you were there I was here, and the sun was screaming down
To the left, to my right, from the morn into the night
And time was on our side and now we’re calling it out
I looked into the mirror didn’t mind what I saw
And I’ve never lied, never lied to you.
In a huff I said enough. But a huff is not enough
There’s a sound in my eyes a firm but steady sigh
I love photographs , old photographs. Mmmmm hmmmm
We all have our secrets and God know’s I have mine
I’ll nod up to the sky above and I hope it nods back
I’ve been swimming for the surface, came close to the bends
And time was on our side and now we’re calling it out
I looked into the mirror, didn’t mind what I saw
And I never lied to you.
I Pray For The Fog (Becky’s Version)
By Ryan Anderson 2007, Newly Arranged by Rebecca Anderson 2011
*lyrics in F&M’s “Let Every Light Shine” 2007.
Walk To You (Romantic Version)
By Ryan Anderson 2009, Newly Arranged by F&M 2011
*See lyrics below in “Sincerely, F&M” album.
Amsterdam (trio version)
By Ryan Anderson, Newly Arranged by F&M
*lyrics in F&M’s “Let Every Light Shine” 2007.
Streets of Laredo (Traditional, Public Domain)
Traditional 18th Century English Folk Melody, American Lyrics attributed to Frank H. Maynard (1853-1926). Arranged by F&M 2011.
Goodnight
By Rebecca Anderson 2011
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight
All of you feathers and furs and family and blurs and lover, I’m leaving you in song.
Goodnight, Goodnight, Goodnight
All of you feathers and furs and family and blurs and lover, I’m leaving you in song.
Lifting the melody up, now that my feet are floating
Lifting the melody, so that our souls can follow
Follow the stories, the stories of old, the stories have all been told.
Follow the stories, the stories of old, the stories have all been told.
Ahhh Lalaladada oooo…
And oh we will follow the stories, the stories of old, the stories have all been told.
Oh they match the beat, beat, beat
Of our hearts.
I Wish You Were Here
By Ryan Anderson 2010
*Ryan needs to start typing these….
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Sincerely, F&M (2010) Lyrics
*Drink pairings can be found on the album
Lovely, Lovely
By Rebecca Anderson 2009
You me, walk together we
both can see no need for talking cuz
we’ve got hearts that read just like our favourite books.
I turn your page, and you turn mine but
often words get left behind when we both
agree, let’s both agree, oh let’s for-
get this part, oh let’s forget this part
And we go – oh
It’ll be lovely, lovely, lovely, lovely.
I Tripped, You Smiled
By Ryan C. Anderson and Rebecca Anderson 2009
I scream, I scream out your name it failed you never came we never face the facts and I’ll blame you anyway
So I pour, I pour out my words on a page on the floor I guess you never knew I’ll paint them on my chest
Are we back at the start? Can we start? With my heart. with your heart.
I curse, I curse and I kick I’m late yet again I swear it’s not my fault and I’ll blame you anyway
And there’s dig, I dig dignity in winter and there’s a luxury in solitude at least that’s what I tell myself to make it through the day
Victoria
By Ryan C. Anderson 2009
And I’ll forgive you of everything you’ve ever said
And I will watch my words but sometimes I think in red
And I will push myself but something’s I truly dread
I have faced a crowd and they have faced me back
We have thanked one another and left in the black
The hours I’ve wasted would make most men crack
Time is ticking I hear it talking
Winter’s coming near I hear it knocking
And I’ll brave the cold again but please no walking
I gaze at the sun I gaze at the sea
Turn to the sky and I smile, I smile
Slide on my coat and glance at the ground
And I turn to a clock, I have time
Warm up with wine in a clear plastic cup
And I think to myself what would John Samson say
Thank you old trees thank you great sea
No place to go and no one to see
I don’t mind I really don’t mind
Fame
By Ryan Anderson 2001
Lo-fi apostle spreading an undying gospel we’re writing out as we go
In an epi-centre in Switzerland there’s a singers song, sing that song in your name
But it was fall, and in the fall I was thinking of you
And you wore red, and in your red I was thinking of you
Have a portly Portman pour my port in a glass that I love
There’s a sanctuary in Southern France, where you go can I go? Will you go?
But the lights went black and in that black I was thinking of you
But that was then and now again I’m still thinking of you
Suburban rappers rap and paint those then head home
Twilight stalkers yeah stand hide, hide your head and play along
Bell’s Own Desire
By Rebecca Anderson 2008
Let Me Reach you on the phone
When you’ll likely be alone
I can do this very dance
Over wire under pants
Two hearts on fire
Bell’s own desire
Through Electric Wire
This receiver’s pulsing now
Fuzzy humming – lions prowl
Breathing sparks on blackened wires
Cords that wrap as love aspires
To wrap round you
Pulsating and true
Rings from this pole
On lines that soar
With love’s static roar
The Singer Gets It Right
by Ryan C. Anderson 2009
I see a coming storm
History is our weather map
It will rip our houses down
But build our cities back
‘Cause destruction is not always bad
Just like death is not always sad
Let’s tear our hearts apart
I think that this is good
I want Humility
I’ve learned from Dignity
I need Empathy
I‘ve watched with authority
I pray for clemency
From those that know me best
Kneel with me on this dirty floor
Come meet me on this dirty floor
Swan Song Serenade
By Rebecca Anderson 2001, 2006
Don’t say that you’ll be there when you won’t
And don’t say that you love me dearly when you don’t
Because I’d lay down my heart for you
Yes and I’d lay down my heart for you
You said we’d end these games
Now all we’ve got is calling names
The Bent Mast
by Ryan C. Anderson 2009
Painting of a boat in an old musty pub
Railing’s on your right as you climb up the stairs
There’s an old man at the bar, oh with deep set eyes, deep brown eyes, deep sad eyes.
As you gaze around you spot a fireplace
So you saunter to a chair where you sit and you grin
You raise your left hand and you order a round
You open a book, move a postcard aside –
cuz you wish it was Wild[e] so you put it down.
A song hits your ears it makes you pause.
The song’s not sad but it sure won’t make you glad
But I’m pretty sure it fits with the mood you are in
So close to perfect but this moment won’t last.
Maybe Tomorrow (Theme From The Littlest Hobo TV Series) –Bush/Crossen – Agincourt Music (SOCAN)
This Winter Revisited
by Ryan C. Anderson 2001
This holiday burn the violin you play, it makes everyone stay far away.
You’re such a clown. you’re such a clown.
I don’t want the cold to come around but that’s Whyte Ave ‘round winter, and the pubs are so warm.
I miss the sun’s smile, it’ll be back in a while.
Your heaven sent but I’m hell bent to get back home.
Never borrow for tomorrow you’ll borrow again.
And now that the snow comes slinking down I’ll just wander away and think ‘bout all that’s been did.
And time is like an alibi that forgot who you were it goes on and on without you
Etch out that holiday, don’t turn your back away.
It’s cold very cold outside.
Snowing everyday, trapped inside but that’s ok.
Thanks for dinner it’s been a heck of a winter this year.
It’s only December I think I remember the cheers of our autumn or bust
Walk To You
by Ryan C. Anderson 2009
A passport is the same as a scar
Both tell where you’ve been and who you are
Love is the same as a fire
Both light the dark and warm up the night
I will hold you
I will love you
I will need you
I will walk to you
Your words could tear me apart
Your words could mend my heart
Chime is the same as a choir
Both tend to make a noise that inspires
Don’t make me crawl, I will crawl.
Don’t make me beg, I will beg.
Don’t make me cry, my God I will bawl.
A Little Love Hymn
by Rebecca Anderson August 24 2009
Love I am resting in your arms
But my thoughts they are restless and your arms there cannot go
Lo there is silence and it’s sweet
But your heart is a thumpin’ and it’s sound can bring no sleep
Now sings the night bird and she’s lonely
Oh she calls for a lover but her cries go unreturned
My hand feels the darkness and it’s warm
But this night is a fever and empty are my palms
Lord can you hear us moan?
Oh our love is so little in your world that is so grand