Filmed in Austin, Texas
Filmed in Austin, Texas
This was the first song of the “Heartbreak Quatrain”. It came after one of those phone calls where you’re trying to make things better, but you end up saying too much and making them worse.
Late last night I called you; I was feeling sad and blue
I meant to sound so happy; I meant to keep my cool
I meant to say I love you, but I said that you were cruel
Now I’m staring at the telephone, feeling like a fool.
I thought if I could tell you just one more time again
Just how much you’d hurt me and just how sad I’ve been
You’d say you’re mine forever but you just said you’re my friend
Now I’m staring at the phone and feeling foolish once again.
Honesty is best, I’ve heard them say
And I have told you all the truth all along the way
I’ve told you what was in my heart and what was in my head
But I guess some things are better left unsaid.
Now it’s early in the morn; my tears have faded with the dawn
It helped to cry my heart out; it helped to write this song
I thought that it would help to tell you everything that’s wrong…
Honesty is best, I’ve heard them say
And I have told you all the truth all along the way
I told you what was in my heart and what was in my head
But I guess some things are better left unsaid.
Yes, honesty is best; I’ve heard them say
And I have told you all the truth all along the way
I’ve told you what was in my heart and what was in my head
But I guess some things are better left unsaid
Yeah, I guess some things are better left unsaid
Oh, I guess some things are better left…
(Written Nov. 18, 1983)
© Pat and Jerry Grigadean, 1998
(for Tom and for Sr. Rose, who replaced Mrs. Rice)
I love to write
I love to sing
I love to dance
I love to swing
A bat that goes “craaack” when it hits a ball
I love the springtime
I love the fall
I love my birthday
I love my name
I love to laugh
I love a game
Of Clue with people who like to play
I love the nighttime
I love the day
I love my family
I love my friends
I love my lover
Who always sends
Me flowers and smiles
When he mows the lawn
I love to sneeze
I love to yawn
I love the sunrise
I love the set
I love the moon
I love to get
Snuggled in covers
When the nights get cold
I loved being young
I love getting old
Whenever I think
I’m not happy enough
I try to remember
The marvelous stuff
Like a beach or a rose
Or some simple thing
That makes me write
And makes me sing!
©Patricia Rose Grigadean, 2007
Filmed in Austin, Texas
You don’t like me; you think I’m nuts
I don’t like you; I hate your guts
The world’s too small for two like us
But what are we going to do?
You’ll have to admit that we’ll learn quite a bit.
It’s hard to believe I love you on the other side when I hate you so much right here
I know we must have planned this on the other side and we haven’t a thing to fear
But when you start your bitchin’ and your blah, blah, blah
I wanna throw you out the window, but I don’t, because
I know I really love you on the other side
But I hate you so much right here.
They say we all are brothers and sisters and I believe that’s true
We’re in this thing together and that means me and you
So I guess we must have business and I don’t want to quit
But let me tell you in the meantime that I think you’re full of…
…It’s hard to believe I love you on the other side when I hate you so much right here
I know we must have planned this on the other side and we haven’t a thing to fear
But when you start your bitchin’ and your blah, blah, blah
I wanna throw you out the window, but I don’t, because
I know I really love you on the other side
But I hate you so much right here.
It’s hard to believe I love you on the other side when I hate you, I hate you, I hate you so much right here
I know we must have planned this on the other side and we haven’t a thing to fear – except fear
But when you start your bitchin’ and your blah, blah, blah
I wanna pick you up and throw you out the window, but I don’t, because
I know you really love me on the other side
But I hate you so much – I hate your guts! – I hate you so much right here!
(Written Sept. 6, 1982)
© Pat and Jerry Grigadean, 1998
I don’t want to be the last one to know
Why won’t you tell me if you’re going to go?
Keeping a secret is not very nice
So if you love another please tell me; don’t leave me in a fool’s paradise.
You know I’ve been faithful and I’ll always be true
You know everything, dear, that I think, say, and do
But if there’s another, please take my advice
Tell me the truth and don’t leave me to live in a fool’s paradise.
A fool’s paradise may seem cozy and warm
And I’m in paradise when I’m here in your arms
The truth it might hurt me, but I’ll pay the price
Dear, if you love me don’t leave me to live in a fool’s paradise.
I know you’re a free man that no woman can hold
But if you love another I ought to be told
To love you is heaven and I won’t ask you twice
Don’t let my heaven turn out to be nothing but a fool’s paradise.
A fool’s paradise may seem cozy and warm
And I’m in paradise when I’m here in your arms
The truth it might hurt me, but I’ll pay that price
Dear, if you love me don’t leave me to live in a fool’s paradise
Yes, dear, if you love me don’t leave me to live in a fool’s paradise.
(Written Jan. 18, 1985)
© Pat and Jerry Grigadean, 1998
Filmed in Austin, Texas
This song was written at about the same time Jabo and I met Ken Vasquez. Ken was a wonderful young man – an athlete – who was stricken with ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease). We were privileged to join a group of Ken’s family and friends in caring for him during his last days. We spent many hours joking and laughing with Ken, and talking with him about his impending death. He was just an average guy who demonstrated amazing courage and incredible humor in the face of his own mortality. We told Ken we had dedicated this song to him and that whenever we performed it, we would talk about him. That way, he would live on. He liked that.
Love is a river and it runs so high
It can flood your heart when it’s parched and dry
It’ll save your soul when you want to die
And it keeps on flowing onward.
Truth is a river and its course is straight
It can wash away the fear and the hurt and the hate
It’s always patient but it will not wait
And the truth keeps flowing onward.
Flowing onward
The river flows to the sea
Going onward
Going with the flow and knowing how to be.
Jealousy’s a river and it runs so deep
There are fears to cross and tears to weep
To have and to hold but not to keep
And it keeps on flowing onward
Time is a river that we all swim through
Everything’s old and everything is new
It all depends on your point of view
And it keeps on flowing onward.
Flowing onward
The river flows to the sea
Going onward
Going with the flow and knowing how to be.
Life is a river and on it goes
You can dive in deep or just wet your toes
It’s filled with secrets that everyone knows
And it keeps on flowing onward.
Peace is river and it runs so clear
It will heal our world of its pain and fear
It’ll come when we realize each one is dear
And it keeps on flowing onward.
Flowing onward
The river flows to the sea
Going onward
Going with the flow and knowing how to be.
Flowing onward
The river flows to the sea
Going onward
Going with the flow and knowing how to be.
Flowing onward
The river flows to the sea
Going onward
Going with the flow and knowing how to be
Just be
Just be.
(Written May 18, 1984)
© Pat and Jerry Grigadean, 1998