Why does time play it’s tricks on me?
Buzz in my head and my thoughts incomplete
Some sights move me to tears and then
Falling asleep again

Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide
Once in a blue moon your feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide

Why does time play it’s tricks on me?
Buzz in my head and my thoughts incomplete
Some sounds move me to scream and then
Falling asleep again

Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide
Once in a blue moon you feel really alive
Most of the time we just cover our heads and hide

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Woke up this morning
A song was playing in my head
Pulled the blankets closer
Hunkered down into the bed

Fragments of dreams
Swam hazily inside my mind
Mixed up patchwork images
Form hidden meanings left to find

If I get up to start my day
Before the mysteries revealed
I’ll go round feeling haunted
By this secret that’s been sealed away

Why do these people follow me
Through my nocturnal daze?
Mix up the year, mix up the place
Mix up the name and face

Rode the train this morning
To the end of the line
Forgot where I was going
Seems I lost all track of time

That same old song was playing
Looping endless in my brain
While dream sequences flooded in
More real than the rain outside

If I get up to start my day
Before the mysteries revealed
I’ll go round feeling haunted
By this secret that’s been sealed away

Why do these people follow me
Through my nocturnal daze?
Mix up the year, mix up the place
Mix up the name and face

Lovers I forgot about
Places that I’ve never been
Jobs that I quit years ago
Younger than I’ll ever be again

— Anji Bee (BMI)

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long, long ways from home
A long, long way from home

Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone
A long, long ways from home
A long, long way from home

True believer, a long way from home
A long, long way from my home
A long, long way from my home

— Anonymous American spiritual arranged by Anji Bee (BMI)

The touch of your hands
Soothing my soul
With your caress
I am made whole
Just couldn’t ask
For anything more
Lazy love days
Meant to explore

The smell of your skin
Familiar and warm
Rustle of sheets
Outlining your form
You pull me close
Make me your own
Here in your arms
I’ve found my home

Oh, I could never go back again
No, not since I’ve found you, dear
No, I could never return to him
Oh, how I long to stay here
Here with you

— By Anji Bee (BMI)

Wonderin’ why you’re all alone again
Feel as if you haven’t got a friend in this world
But I’m here

Even if we were the only two left on this star
Think of all the things that we could do; we could go far

Singing songs to the empty universe
Sowing seeds through the empty universe
And you never know what might grow

Singing songs to the empty universe
Sowing seeds through the empty universe
And you never know what might grow

Oh, oh, oh empty universe (x3)

Wonderin’ why you’re all alone again

— By Anji Bee (BMI)