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How to Care for an African Violet

by Ciara Carruthers

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    Stripped back, acoustic performance with ukulele, guitar, and vocals.

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1.
I very badly need to go running I feel pent up in my own body. It's incredible that I won't be alive forever and incredible that I don't make the most of it now. I need to put on my shoes and go running tie my hair up so it doesn't bother me I need to step out under the sun in the hope I can again become a part of the world I live in. I could so easily be a hermit but that would surely be the end of it the final leap into madness, the nearby ledge overlooking the abyss I would miss my friends I would miss my family but would soon become demented and in that state you see avoiding and missing them would be better than company and revealing the insanity within Well, if only I talked more and if only I were capable of telling people when I need help instead of hoping they might be able to read my mind or at least the part of my mind that shouldn't be censored so not that much of it really... This is an open letter to anyone that has two eyes: I'm not doing so good I'm not doing so good It's a beautiful day and people below move about their day As per often I feel removed from them all I think I need a normal job so I too can feel normal and join the ranks of everyone that complains about their lovely boring job. But just for now putting on my shoes and going running might be all that I need for a vital dose of sweet reality I'll run by the beach and try to shut off my mind I'll run by the beach and try to match my speed to that of the world around though I don't quite know how and then I'll look for a lovely, lovely, lovely boring job.
2.
I've got an itch in my feet I think it's time to travel on My heart and thoughts are mine again and mine they shall remain And you can borrow them for a while here take them for a spin Rent is minimal just a little bit of affection in return sweet memories of love and fun Well it's my time to travel on I've been still for quite some time Where I go, I don't know but I'll take some of your things with mine Memories of your smile and thoughts of really happy times Memories of your smile and thoughts of really happy times Let's arrange a date to meet I'll wear a new dress and do my hair all nice Bring yourself and nothing else I'll cherish these moments all of my life Well let's make food let's drink some wine let's stay up all night and sleep all morning Let's hug and kiss and melt let's bask in each other Don't ever forget these moments my dear cos we have something really special here Don't ever forget these moments my dear cos we have something really special here
3.
You have sailed away to the shores of all of those places you haven't yet been You'll sail free across the sea to explore all of those faces you haven't yet seen And oh what a treat it would be to occupy that seat beside you as you sail on and on The sun and the moon always shine brighter with you around and how I love how you love to fill rooms with sounds of beautiful celtic musical notes and stories and jokes and quotes You silly, funny, clever and crazy man, we will always miss you always be your biggest fan So little bird just say the word say the time and say the place and we'll be there holding our breath in sweet anticipation of seeing your face And oh what a treat it would be to occupy that seat beside you as you sail on and on
4.
Your Song 02:44
I will never sing you this song This song is just for me to make myself feel better I will never sing you this song You may never hear these words in any shape or form I will never sing you this song and maybe if I stop feeling for you how I do I'll regret it Maybe I'll think If only I told you, and if only I had the nerve to sing that silly song My stream moves fast and that's why I'm sad because I love and I want and can't have. My stream moves fast and that's why I'm sad because I love and I want and can't have. You breed dishonesty in me I like to hide my eyes cos they'll betray me You breed dishonesty in me I like to hide my eyes cos they'll betray me You breed dishonesty in me I like to hide my eyes cos they'll betray me
5.
Oh won't you promise never to say goodbye to me Oh won't you promise never to say goodbye to me I can't take my eyes off of you
6.
The spinning figurine so beautifully seen with one leg wrapped around the other in a pirouette She spins on an axis she wins all the compliments and she spins around back and forth and slowly back again Spinning, spinning, spinning figurine Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing queen Her face is a picture of melancholy beauty Eyes cast down and perfect porcelain skin Her beauty does not bring her happiness nor does the love from others that she finds herself to possess because she could not love herself any less Spinning, spinning, spinning figurine Dancing, dancing, dancing, dancing queen
7.
For me the worst part about being apathetic is my fastidiously keen awareness of it because it's not that I can't hear the songs of the birds or see the fancy cloud formations found upwards but that all of that is in a format that's too far from me to be able to feel. Coffee awaits me downstairs coffee coffee fill me with glee and caffeine And the day outside is cold and crisp and sunny Crisp winter air shake me and make me care And the birds happily and hungrily eat their suet And I watch from a window keenly aware I'm looking through it And the wind shakes the pine branches outside Trees, trees, I can feel that you're judging me Apathetic is broken down into a and pathetic followed swiftly by human or at least that's how I feel it which is mean of inner me as if I didn't feel bad enough already and as if I would not switch it off if I could and as if inner me weren't the one that could set me free cos she makes it far worse, oh I curse her, I curse oh, for crying out loud, is there not something around, hideous inner me, that could stop your incessant glaring at me Today I won't go running, as I ran yesterday and the day before, which is a shame as I would so adore to feel completely worn out and switched off and too tired to feel what a waste and a disgrace of a person I am today, and I would run run run run run, run run run run run, run run run run away from such a pathetic human And the nicest cardinal you ever did see hopped and flew past, yes right past me, trying his best and utmost to make me feel his truth which is that life is good and sweet but he's in one place and I'm in another and I tell him he must stop, that with this girl his beauty just hurts her and to the dove, and the cardinal, and the little chickadee, I say, "thanks but don't waste your time on someone like me".
8.
Oh if only I could know without asking and if only you could tell me without my probing but what good would it do anyway I could be doing just the same and I'd actually really like to but at the crunch I'd be thinking of you and I'd have to say, "I'm sorry, some other time" But you wouldn't, not at least in my mind So you'd be there all rosy and fresh and I'd have wilted just a little bit and I'd look at you and feel numb thinking about what you might have done. Then afterwards we'd part for good and my heart would cry because it would have said something, anything, everything It would have flood you with all its feeling. Alas my mind is not one to concede control which is essentially what troubles my soul It wants what my heart also wants but my mind walks about in their faces it flaunts its thugness and its smugness When all I really want is to feel the caress of your hand not mind And to see a ryhyme on this page About drugs, alcohol, sex, or rage Not again about the sadness of my heart It's wearing thin, and apart from that, you're not even mine So it really wouldn't be a crime So enough with this heart-felt rhyme It's moving on time.

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Stripped back, acoustic performance with ukulele, guitar, and vocals.

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released June 11, 2014

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Ciara Carruthers Edinburgh, UK

Ukulele playing, singer-songwriter from Ireland.

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