Over The Blue Bridge

HIP POCKET

I got a few tidbits
Hidden in my hip pocket
It might not always show
With a stiff upper lip in the window

Holding an old trinket
Now good as gold at the end of the rainbow
Midas is the touch
Letting go allowing trust

Something you don’t forget
Keeping your finger on it
Even when seldom seen
Makes nothing worth more believing

A little bit of magic
Is hidden in my hip pocket
Nothing to do with a slight of hand
It’s just the place I can understand

Especially when I got to dig deep
And help myself get back on my feet
Obvious as it may seem
Still it always starts with me

Like finding a treasure chest
Giving gratitude is always best
Levity goes a long way
When it brings a smile to your face

In a new way of being in the same place
Knowing this reality will rearrange

Intimate distance
Is leaving no trace of it’s existence
Of something near or far from our heart
Embracing the difference

No allowance without
The benefit of the doubt
To face this precipice
Has no holes in my hip pocket

Especially when I got to dig deep
And help myself get back on my feet
Obvious as it may seem
Still it always starts with me

A little bit of magic is hidden in my hip pocket
Nothing to do with a slight of hand
It’s just a place I can understand

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

WITH YOU

Nothing stays the same I know
Questions come when answers won’t

Still the love does remain
Even though it’s not the same

I see your beauty
Tucked away in your sleep
And when I see you do your thing
I’m one big smile un-contained

(*1) Love comes with no explanation
As it’s something that’s never done

(*2) With you I get that good feeling
I’m inspired by your listening
With you I get that good feeling
Never needs any meaning
With you I get that good feeling
So much for one day to bring
With you I get that good feeling
When I look into your eyes

It’s like star gazing into the night’s sky

Not afraid of change it’s life’s way
Believing comes and goes still the love remains

I see your soul as you breathe
Not attached to any grief

You’re a sure bet never a second guess
How could I forget
We’re drawn together like two magnets

Repeat: *1/*2

Your light is what ignites me… with you

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

PARDON MY PARODY

When people talk to me do I just listen?
To all the venting or do I suggest
An opinion?

They’re not looking for
No damn straight answers
At least the ones
That could be true coming from me

Anything I might say
Will be used against me
‘Cause I have no sensitivity

The rant continues it keeps escalating
Now it’s beyond belief

Oh no here we go
Now I’m the bad guy
Who gave them the black eye
In the first place

(*1) It makes no sense to see the irony
is without pretense pardon my parody

So now the next time
With a different set of circumstances
Mum’s the word less is more with no lip service

I’ll just be a soundboard
This time I won’t get in the way
To make things more precarious

How bad can that be?
Then no one’s mad at me
For just being there

Oh no here we go
The finger points at me
‘Cause I got nothing to say
No show of interest

It makes no sense to see the irony
Is without pretense pardon my parody

Repeat: *1

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

WHAT WORKS FOR ME

(*1) After washing windows is about when
I notice I gotta do them again
Best to be impartial to what’s been shown
In the process with the time I spend

(*2) Enjoying whatever I do
Despite what appearance suggests
When so far so good is true
Then this is as good as it gets

(*3) What comes and goes is not so important
It’s what works for me
Easing tension keeping friction free
And that’s what works for me

(*4) Even if things shift beneath our feet
You know what works for me?
Not going crazy with disbelief
If it all goes collapsing

Get a hold and turn down the thermal controls
With all the reacting
We can lay to rest all the mind’s stress
Feeling the unwinding

Love when things just seem to fall in place
With perfect timing
You know you’re in the flow if it’s not about the race
Beginning or ending

What’s true is self-evident
And something treasured
Having sense to know in the event
When someone’s doing you a favor

Repeat: *3/*4/*1/*2/*3/*4

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

UNKNOWN ZONE

(*1) At the edge of the continent
Is the sea of consciousness

(*2) Greater than the good we’ve achieved
Deeper than the mind conceives

We drive along the rough roads
Love walking on the rocky shores

Basking in it’s beauty
Leaving responsibility

(*3) Traversing controversy
Over mountains of physical complexity

(*4) Apprehension is when there’s no comprehension
Amid the density is synergy’s unity

(*5) Rowing on the sea of tranquility
Of inner or outer space around me

(*6) Slip streaming the parallel universe
In the awe of wonder there’s no words
Wanting or waiting for the future

(*7) We delight in the splendor

(*8) Of the unknown zone
In the unknown zone

What’s the allegiance
That hold’s us back to a past

From the joy of experience
In this moment’s presence

At the edge of the continent
We pause between each step

With each breath there is more depth
By this sea of consciousness

Repeat: *3/*4/*5/*6/*7/*8/*1/*2

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

NOT JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS

You came to my rescue
Stupid is when we still have to
Try to prove how smart we are
Even when it’s gone this far

Assuming names can be too risky
Especially when it’s a possibility
When fearlessness knows no caution
By then we might have given in

To something that’s always been

*1 In the heat of vapor lock
Standing in the shadow cast by a big rock

*2 Despite some spiced advice from local’s wisdom
The night’s best for traveling
In this desert’s kitchen

*3 What could be worth a pursuit at all cost
When value’s lost as the meaning gets tossed

*4 If we aren’t willing to look in all directions
Not leaning or depending on selection

*5 I’m not jumping to conclusions
When so much of this has it’s own solutions
This love is much to my surprise
Spanning us over this time

*6 I’m not jumping to conclusions
So much of this has it’s own solution
‘Cause my head is steadfast with you
My (your) heart of love is so true

With no end in sight to conclude

Repeat: *1/*2/*3/*4/*5/*6

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

I USED TO GET IT

The earth rotates
Faster than the speed of sound
Why then we don’t all fall down?

(*1) I used to get it but I don’t anymore

I studied a few things
Nothing much about anything
With details that never explained.… why

(*2) I used to get it but now it’s getting to me

No matter how much counting
It never seems to add up
The rule of thumb being
Measure twice and cut once
Beware of sharp objects
When push comes to shove
Got real real good marks
From the school of hard knocks

Repeat: *2

Maybe is the prediction of what just happened
A premonition for repetition

Repeat: *1

The highest mountains climbed
Have grown higher since that time
Then for the record they’ve got to climb them again

Repeat: *2

If unleashed attitudes get the better of me unglued
I may have to sleep a spell on a bed of nails
With pin cushion pillows for short term solutions
‘Till my dreams rescue me with better bed springs

Repeat: *2

I used to get it in the metaphoric sense
I used to get it in the metamorphic sense
I used to get it before the ending sentence
I used to get it when passion made no sense

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

OVER THE BLUE BRIDGE

(*1) Approaching
What’s built before us
We walk across in blind trust
Over the blue bridge

(*2) I hold my heart out
Open to
The love I’ve always heard of
Over the blue bridge

(*3) We endure
What the clouds (now) obscure
The passage way
Over fog that lays low on the bay

(*4) This bridge bears no bias
From each side we peer
Sizing up what needs to be crossed

Spanning us to compassion
As the wind swirls in all directions
Over the blue bridge

Repeat: *2/*3/*4/*1/*2/*3/*4

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

CAUTIOUSLY OPTIMISTIC

No good reason will carry me too far away
‘Cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic
Won’t let treason barter any principle’s today
‘Cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic

One can always be sure
That some change will occur
So happy to be cautiously optimistic

Enraptured with the allure of adventure
But with no caution it’s one
That takes me from my center
If I’m not in-tune with who I am
Then give a listen to intuition

If it’s all that I can do to be in gratitude
Then I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic

‘Cause nature nurtures us
So abundantly with trust
It’s flowing free I see the connectivity

When walking in step with awareness
I’m on my way and I’m not afraid
‘Cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic

Well I’m on my way and I’m not afraid
‘Cause the nature that nurtures us
So abundantly with trust
It’s flowing free I see the connectivity

When walking in step with awareness
Well I’m on my way and I’m not afraid
So I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic

Naive innocence has a blessed forgiveness
While the assemblage is basking in it’s own ignorance

No good reason will carry me too far away
‘Cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic
Won’t let treason barter any principle’s today
‘Cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic
One can always be sure that some change will occur
So happy to be cautiously optimistic

No good reason will carry me too far away
‘cause I’m happy to be cautiously optimistic

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU

WAY TO BE

My bungalow’s a chateau
Okay with what I don’t know
I see this chaos as orderly

Yes won’t mean that I can’t say no
Two wrongs won’t make it right
Not hangin’ onto what I want to hear

Confused by some conundrums
Can’t explain how i get some things done
I’m okay with no real solutions

The way to be is this way for me
Meandering exactly
Not wavering waywardly
This way for me is the way to be

Seeing what is so subjective
Knowing what’s the real objective
Keeping in step with the way to be

I don’t fake it if I don’t feel it
I’m the cause and not the effect
This is not what I want to reject

This way for me is the way to be
Meandering exactly
Not wavering waywardly
This way for me is the way to be

This way for me is the way to be
It’s as natural as breathing
This way to be is precisely
Accepting what has no meaning

The way to be is free
Not depending on contingencies
The way to be for me
Is with this understanding as we speak

This way for me is the way to be

© Words & Music by JAMES CAMPEAU