Manageable Intangibles
Ephemeral Moment
Know the flow, when it’s working
In subtle or portended ways
A perfect timing
A sequence of order
That knows best for our request
Never forget we are assisted
Let go of control, get out of the way
Blind reactions without awareness
Won’t see the treadmill
That we are on
Forcing one’s own way
Only delays
The best-case scenario
How can we know
What we’re missing
If we don’t let go
And get out of the way
With selfless request it’s done
When it comes it’s unannounced
When it comes you forgot you asked
When it comes it’s a different place
When it’s done you’re in a different space
Ephemeral moment
How I forgot you so soon
Ephemeral moment
Just getting used to you
Ephemeral moment
Your insight moves me through
Ephemeral moment
Please don’t be leaving so soon
© Words & Music by James Campeau
In The Midst Of Your Love
Getting the hang of this understanding thing
Turning corners through the learning curves
Glad when there’s no need to be right
As never will there be a dog here in a fight
Wouldn’t miss a moment like this
Forgive me for being slow to let go of when
Like the strangers that used to be friends
Scratching my head trying to figure it out
And all the while the clouds are clearing now
Wouldn’t miss a moment like this
There’s nothing different I would do
In this moment with you
With this kiss of your love
Is the essence of your kindness
I’m in the midst of your love
I don’t need no guarantees
In a moment like this
I am filled with no need
In your company I’m complete
In the midst of your love
We do what we can ’cause that’s all we can do
Accepting now is the face of what is true
And if old friends go changing on us again
Don’t care if I’m caught holding the bag in the end
© Words & Music by James Campeau
The Great Divide
The great divide … over the great divide
Above the Abyss from atop the canyon cliffs
Stones are thrown from both sides
I carry no load as I walk the middle road
In this great divide
Echoes of pandering and panhandling
For our goodwill
Remembering one thing
It takes two wings to make an eagle fly
Over the great divide
Money and greed and the power that leads us to nowhere
Even though it’s one earth, seems like from birth
We’re here on separate planets
Blind to genocide, perpetuated lies
It’s death to defy
The dream of freedom has been hijacked by
Some fundamentalism
Remembering one thing,
It takes two wings to make an eagle fly
Over the great divide
Our gun totin’ rules
Bare for feardom not for freedom
With no education by designed segregation
We the people have become the fools
And for recognition we seek definition
Wearing our tattoos
We must blaze ahead past those numbskull
Neanderthals
With history’s forgery it’s hard to be
We the people are one
In the great divide…
There’s only one, the great divide
In nature’s design
The great divide
© Words & Music by James Campeau
Rain-Filled Night
In the rain-filled night
Reminding me that the roof leaks
And what was it then
Where we said it way back when
In the rain-filled night
The silence is disturbed by the floor creak
And what was left unsaid by the door still open
It’s always clear…. when I hear
Thunder …in my ear
Here comes the rain-filled night
I look around all over town
See buckets on the ground
Catching the rain-filled night
With cupped hands facing the sky
Cleansing the blight in our eyes
Lightning brings promising illumination
Here comes the rain-filled night
We control the river’s flow
With diverted intentions
In the rain-filled night
Something simple gets forever lost
Not realizing what is the cost
With wayward wander
We somehow squandered
What it was where we said it …way back when
But if we give back the same
As this night does with rain
This ground will hold the seed as it grows
But if I run from here tonight
Afraid from the bolts of light
No bucket will hold what I won’t let go of
© Words & Music by James Campeau
A Milestone For Me
Rather realize it by myself
Knowing what I don’t know
Instead of being hit blind-sighted
Not knowing what I don’t know
Having to hold advantage over adversity
Is something that doesn’t sit too well with me
All the conditions contingent to being happy
Requires too much energy
The impulse for opposition examines no options
When fear’s not free to abandon
No need to say a word if it can’t be heard
Godspeed in your journey
It’s a milestone for me
Getting through where I should never be
It’s a milestone for me
Reaching a level to where I wanna be
Attitude is everything
If it’s with a good outlook in life
Travails and triumphs share the same space
Integrated not separated in love
The give and take is not subject to prior approval
When letting go of holding back
The contrast is connected as it’s reflected
And that’s just a matter of fact
What’s borrowed won’t replace
Today for tomorrow
Making the way seem that much longer to travel
Discovering roadside mileposts
Then you know how far you’ve come
To where you are
Aside from thoughts that move us
Up and down
‘Cause this time you decide to walk…….
Not been (being) taken for a ride
It’s a milestone for me
© Words & Music by James Campeau
Living Along The Way
I’ve come to know it’s a privilege to live
Even though everyone’s vision is different
All business and bucks
Will get you stuck on the treadmill
The richest guy in the graveyard
Can’t buy much of anything
All the sweat and debt
To get the eggs in one basket
The question of what do you do
Comes before the one of who are you
Do what needs to be done
Without the crazy attachment
To get all the gadgets we can buy
Has the toll for our life’s time
But when we hear a song we wanna sing along
Living along the way
Remembering those inklings of our true nature
Living along the way
Exploring your passion with contagious enthusiasm
Your selfless interest is a service to us all
Some living conditions make you a victim of survival
When projected happiness
Is contingent on what you do
© Words & Music by James Campeau
Common Ground
I wish to dismiss some gospel and myth
In and around the common ground
Freely unbound with a ready stance
Together we can dance on common ground
Common ground… common ground
No more resistance to acceptance
Uniting the dividing distance
Nothing’s lost to what’s been found
It’s always been here on common ground
Each one of us is part of the whole
With a unique and special role
Our worth relates to each other
Which makes us all equal
In this equation of one shoe fits all
There’s enough good to go around
In every situation
Shared experience abounds
Abundance flows from this fountain
We see with clarity
Different stories yet similarity
Finding time to listen without a thought
To someone alone lost but then forgot
It was us who removed ourselves
From the love that
We always…. we’re amazed
To hear about, but could never face the open place
Of common ground
© Words & Music by James Campeau
Mostly Misunderstood
It’s ok if you get the wrong idea
I’m unattached to memorabilia
It’s okay if we get our signals crossed
We can always call it a wash
From first impressions
To misconceptions
A mix-up of mistakes
From heartaches to handshakes
I know I’m mostly misunderstood
Maybe it’s ’cause we’re not from the same neighborhood
You remember me as an afterthought
Your social circles have nothing I want
It’s okay by me
You see me as the black sheep
I’m not your priority
And I won’t lose any sleep
Years of accepting what’s not real
Years of rejecting what I feel
Done wondering is the day we see
It’s what we choose to believe
Knowing this sets us free
It’s ok if you don’t get me
Accepting the fact negates the need
If you take off please don’t leave the key
The possibility will always be with me
I know I’m mostly misunderstood
© Words & Music by James Campeau
A Mystery To Me
In the confines of trying to make sense
The only thing that matters
Is here with you in the present tense
Assumptions serve notions of no real purpose
Our hardened positions will sink like stones in the ocean
Never mind trying to nail it down
As soon as you do it moves back around
No black or white that’s absolute here
The epitome being a mystery to me
In the abstract of understanding
Don’t be caught standing under what might be selling
Just to get by for the day of convincing ourselves
Loosely given out kudos is with ambivalence
When you tell me all those things
That make good sense to you
You won’t mind when I don’t say a thing
Knowing my refrain makes good sense too
An eye-opening experience seeing it now from a distance
The feeling of no longer connected
Now pausing with reflection open to a new direction
Some say it’s with our fortitude that we make
Each step along our way
While others state the case that it’s still better yet
Just to sit and let it gravitate
What are you waiting for? guessing at more suggestions
That leave you flat footed
Wanting what you don’t have
Looking at this from all angles
surely won’t miss any second chance miracles
what was unreal is now believable
with no boundaries to the rational
© Words & Music by James Campeau
It’s Really Real
One step forward then two steps back
We circle around skirting the facts
With softened glares the patterns proceed
With one step forward
Two steps back in retreat
The false facades between you and me
Calculating so carefully
The measured distance creates resistance
The once long-winded caution
Now dances free
We break down ’cause we may have found
Something to share as we become aware
It’s really real when old thinking comes undone
It’s really real there’s nothing to back away from
It’s really real when no more need to hang on
It’s really real where the love comes from
It’s really real
There’s no end to this new beginning
With just a moment’s glimpse we keep believing
Softened glares the patterns proceed
With the one step forward
Our feet come back to meet
We break down as the sound surrounds
What seems so unreal
Is that the two of us have endeared
© Words & Music by James Campeau
Where We Last Left Off
Estranged by time in the absence of your presence
And the familiar sound of hearing your soul breathing
Now remembering
Warmth from the fire of your feeling
With the sight of you the lighted sky
Is forever yielding
Why then we went our own ways?
Is still the question why different directions
Not knowing where those ways would go
And we lost touch at the bend of the road
And now it all comes down to this
Where we last left off, when we last left off
Where were we?
When there was time to pause
And listen to each other’s cause
Now finding fragments from that time long forgotten
In this unfamiliar place, far from that dauntless age
Of what we felt back then
No opposition came tattered from the rush
Of clutching to something gone
Wondering if it was wrong
As we watched it go away
Like one summer’s day floating aimlessly
Without a need for any oars
No reason to go towards shore
We were content without more
Where we last left off, when we last left off
Where were we?
When there was time to pause and listen to any cause
Timelessly floating in awe
© Words & Music by James Campeau