Frankly - New Lyrics from 2017

New lyrics inspired by love or the lack thereof. People you meet are strange. You think they know what they want, and then they flee before you turn your back. They tease you and tease you for what? Attention? Neediness?  But then the real thing comes around, and you still wonder why? Has it happened to you? There is a melody to this, but I still need a guitar player partner. Know anyone who wants to help me get the right sound to these words? Hit me up, please. Of course, this is a draft that will probably morph into something quite different. It's written with a sense of humor, so it's okay to smile....



Frankly
By Julie Gengo

You're not interested in me
I understand
But quite frankly
I don't give a damn

A story that I knew
Not so long ago
I count my blessings
In a row

From Shakespeare's
Rose
To a William's kiss
In Patterson
Waterfalls on lips

You're not interested in me
I understand
And quite frankly
I don't give a damn

The world is turning
a round upside down
But you follow me
To the edge of town

I gave you everything
I had to give
You call my name
In a whisper kiss

You loved me for a moment
That I know
You stumble now
But can't let go

What is love?
Is it for the birds?
They come and go
Without any words
Just sweet songs to allure
They catch their mates
They're on their way
And for them 
That's okay
But for me
I wanted you to stay

Warm Blood - New Lyrics from 2017

OK, sometimes you hear a note, and the words just flow. Then you have to sit down and make them work somehow. But you have a tune, and you can sing it, so that's a good start. Here is what has emerged thus far. Still searching for that elusive guitar player to turn this into something solid. A work in progress. Since the days are longer this time of year, there is more time to do it all. 

Update: 2025 Tee Hewber is writing the guitar parts. Yay!

Warm Blood

Lyrics/vocal melody 

by Julie Gengo 

I can see you in the dark

Haven't changed despite what's reeling

All the mortals void of feeling

Like the man 

On top

In a cavalcade of fear

Like the handle that won't open 

What's behind the feathered fortune

All alone 

In the dark

Warm blood

In the river

Wash my hands

The stains linger

Warm blood

In the river

Oh, the pain that was forsaken

Knowing he is in the distance

A ghost follows with persistence

All alone

In the dark 

Warm blood

In the river

Wash my hands

The stains linger

Warm blood

In the river

I can see it in your eyes

Sorry can't find it's feeling

Like a desperado steeling

All the souls 

The last drop 

Warm blood

In the river

Wash my hands

The stains linger

Warm blood

In the river

Fly By Night - Song Lyrics from the 90s

I wrote this song walking down the street and after watching the first Gulf war unfold on the television the night before. I was still in shock as to how the major networks portrayed the situation. They were calling the bombing that we could see in the background "awesome" and "spectacular;" words that I had associated and still do with occurrences that are good and happy. The glamorizing of war was repulsive to me and I never forgot that. I used to walk from my office, which at the time was close to Central Park. I lived in the East Village on 13th street right around the corner from the original Kiehl's shop. Pretty cool right?  I would walk down Broadway and listen to music on my Walkman, remember those? I remember being on 23rd street, passing the Flatiron Building in the neighborhood of Gramercy Park when I wrote this. It was a lovely walk, especially during the spring; a nice contrast to what was happening on the other side of the world. 


Fly By Night

By Julie Gengo/Ohad Varsano

Fly by night
Attack in the air
What does it all amount to?
Are you scared?

Danger zone 
All around 
Vision 
In my eyes

Will they ever 
Stop this nonsense 
Compromise

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

I saw a crowd 
Of people standing 
In the square

I turned around 
I stopped and stared

Desperation
Not knowing 
What to say

I turned up the volume
And walked away

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

A common candle burns at both ends
Will it ever end?
Will it ever end?

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid

I'm just afraid

But that doesn't mean
That I don't care
I'm just afraid
I'm just afraid

I'm just afraid