Original Music Inspired by Isabel Allende’s Violeta

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PERFORMER-PROVIDED LYRICS
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here—exactly as submitted—with permission

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jean mann
Quilt of home

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Mothers and children have a story

Sewn one to another in time

When one stitch ends we pick up where it left off

Sow it forth, carry it on

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Listening to the words

Brings the story of

Home………

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Sometimes you waken life through the ages

I tell you there’s so much more than written on the pages

there’s always a missing piece

In the fabric of time

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child goes into the world

Searching for a thread of

Home

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My mama’s been gone a long time

But she told me her tales as she watched me grow mine

tucking the quilt up under my chin

Til it was I tucking her in

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A scent can bring her back

more than a thousand words of

home

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That place in your heart

where the story ends and starts

ride into the next chapter

Til they put your pony away

One writes a book

another writes a song

Intertwining spools unto their own

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Patches bound together, weave the quilt of home

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Home…….

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Vince Martinez
An Interesting Life

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A life born in chaos

Sickness across the world

Following a band of brothers

Emerges a little girl

A seed spoiled rotten

Behind a wall of stone

Keep the outside on the outside

Besides the family is the home

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A mother bound to bed and then

A father on the rails

A caretaker, the lord didn’t take her

Made me straight as nail

Witnessed the old man crumble

When I was oh so young

He’d swindled til he’d stumbled

And then his song was surely sung

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An interesting life

a blessing or a curse

You can’t live it twice

the best, the rest, the worst

Oh an interesting life

No it won’t come again

To love, to lose, passing on to you

A life that’s interesting

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In this life I had four lovers

I left the first and the last two died

The second one gave me my babies

he had other lovers on the side

And those kids while I loved them dearly

I still lost them to their paths

When your old you see the past so clearly

But there’s just one road to the aftermath

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All the twists and the turns of living

Can tie you up in knots

But the lessons best for learnin

And the ones that forget me not

But the lessons best for learnin

And the ones that can’t be bought

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Time it starts all over

When the clock is just the sun

The youth of my long life

Was sure an interesting one

Oh The youth of my long life

Was sure an interesting one

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An interesting life

a blessing or a curse

You can’t live it twice

the best, the rest, the worst

Oh an interesting life

No it won’t come again

To love, to lose, passing on to you

A life that’s interesting

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Nottingham/Wicks
Birdcage

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Wasn’t it

in your safe place

where he

brought you to do unkind things?

And was it not also there

that your guardian angel

saved your ever-loving grace

from the doom inside yourself

that sat looming in a pool of shame?

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Reading

my naked palm

she said

I wouldn’t want for XYZ

I’d be fine here inside my mind

the fermenting parts of self

rotting delicately to

a perfection aged with time

a Pisco pure yet unrefined

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Words hover exiled in

the diaphanous rain

as I read book after book

sheltered by peaceful heart

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Fragile

memory lingers yet

the soul

transcends to starry dust

dissolves slowly into the void

like a dewy fog at dawn

a bright bird with bended knees

set to take a fearless flight

to soar across the canopy

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Chiku Nance
Into Pieces

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trying hard to make my way in a world that wasn’t built for me

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had to pick and choose my fights so that i could find a sense of peace

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and oh i tried

so hard

to break

your spell

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oh i tried

i failed

i tripped

i fell

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what is it about your love that cuts me into pieces?

i know that you’re lying to my face

you’re sorry i believe it

sometimes i wish that we never met

i wish it was that was easy

but when i walk out the door to leave

you’re begging like you need me

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giving up on self control so that i can run away with you

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playing hard to win the game ’cause i know you have the most to lose

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and oh i gave

my life

my heart

my soul

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oh i gave

more than

i could

handle

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what is it about your love that cuts me into pieces?

i know that you’re lying to my face

you’re sorry i believe it

sometimes i wish that we never met

i wish it was that was easy

but when i walk out the door to leave

you’re begging like you need me

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you’re begging like you need me

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i wish it was that easy

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you’re sorry i believe it

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you cut me into pieces

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working hard to make things right to return to where i was before

healing from my open wound where you cut me right down to my core

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and oh i worked

so hard

to break

your spell

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oh i worked

i won

goodbye

farewell