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Three Things

by Elizabeth Shepherd

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1.
Time 04:15
Time’s not the movement of the hours passing by It’s standing still to see the fractions fall behind and how nothing’s the same. Inches on my children, my mom slowing down Silver in the sunlight bouncing off my hair Waiting feels easier, aching’s a good friend Not knowing’s my companion right until the end Time is a unit of our own transformation - The end of presence, where we stop and take stock as Years may go by Living out of time, the present’s the only sound Movement never lies - it pulls and pushes around Taking me beyond, carrying me far Transforming what I think I know to how things really are
2.
Call up my scene when my soul is in need of finding some direction - Grown through the years, it appears at times a little schizophrenic. From bloodlines to rare finds to folks that I’ll never see eye to eye with - I call up my scene - it’s how I practice connection. It’s true there’s so few who I call to like glue to keep me together But sometimes you gotta let it fall apart to grow back better. I live in the woods, so lessons come straight to me from the forest; The trees got a scene, when the lean years come they use it for protection. Don’t always choose folks who are just like you cause You’ll never see to all that you don’t know Everything that I have known has come straight to me from someone So if there’s more for me to learn, then take me to your scene. What is it in me that’s pulling me off in every direction? I read in this book not to limit, so I choose love and not rejection. “Be like a fox wander round, make more tracks than ever necessary So go off course and get lost: that’s how we practice resurrection”. Don’t choose folks like you
3.
Thank You 03:07
As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating, my face can turn up to the sky, And aching, I’ll sing as I cry. ‘Cause this is how I thank you, for the gift of one day more. This life, I know, is love’s greatest reward. As long as there’s a pulse that’s still beating, my face can turn up to the sky, And joyfully, I’ll sing as I cry. ‘Cause this is how I thank you, for the gift of one day more. This love I know, is life’s greatest reward.
4.
Three Things 04:12
These three remain: faith, hope and love. But of the three, the greatest is love. When I was young I used little words for little thoughts running through my mind, When I was young, trusting without knowing. Each day a new world was waiting for me to call into being, when I was young. Now that I’ve put aside that simple self, I see all that I just don’t know: Ask me a question, and I have no answer. Stare into a fog long enough, it’ll all soon become so clear. I’m left with just one simple notion: to love. I could have eternity in the palm of my hand, I could soar up to heights unknown to man, I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand, But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left.
5.
Guests 03:30
First one up is waiting by the door, I’m too broken, I’m too poor Next in line takes one step in, sees the sun then leaves again “Been so long in misery, feel at home in tragedy” Just behind another goes away - ‘I’m not good enough, or so they say’ You’re no guest child , this is your home Have a seat ‘cause the table is long Your place has been set since you were born, I’ve known you from the start: You’re my heart. For each invited, many turn away, all I want’s to love and keep you safe Heard ‘em all, excuses and the fears - lies as ancient as the years The bigger the load, the freer you could live, the less you have, the more I can give I’ll be here waiting, my light will be on, call to me and I will come.
6.
Right Now 05:02
Trees in the forest echo my pain While some unknown promise still calls my name. I’m not through yet, and nothing’s due to me But still it aches. Clarity comes easy, though sometimes it’s dim; Sunlight casts its shadows and highlights my wins. I can choose how to be - own it and age gracefully, But still it aches. Time is a healer, a wounder, a killer Tell me, why must you pass so fast? These endless moments in a blink can be over So I want to be right here, right now Sometimes I think I’m ready for the end, Then imaginings of what’s still ‘round the bend Keep me grounded here, with my eyes lifted to the sky Then back, down to you. Little lives to big ones steadily grow, Endless days to quick years somehow flow; This is it - this time, this moment, this instant - This is all I know: Waiting, watching, hoping, changing, living, looking, growing, praying.
7.
Pull up to the Pharmasave in Vernon, lock eyes with a junky there Load-in through the alley door and make my way to the club upstairs A volunteer meets me here to steer me to the green room, a wood-paneled cubbyhole. A stack of newspaper clippings cast aside, are by the chair that I’ll call mine tonight. The Salish name, although I’ve never heard it is: “where the creek narrows, there you jump” I make a note to try to find that stream – maybe follow it back in time? Before the name, before the town, before the junkies hangin’ round, there was the magic. Like they say, when the flow will let you, step out, take a look around, and jump. Try to find another Way to get over Or you’ll wind up sinking down Jump first, then you’ll get it Cause our lives depend On grace just to find our ground In the business of executing beauty, as we perform night after night, Sometimes I might forget what I’m here for, but then a volunteer meets my eye, says We take a break from wrestling whatever demon holds us – ‘cause now is the time to jump. While no one sees you crossing over, we see the beauty of landing again.
8.
Move On 03:10
Look at the stars; count them one by one; there was a time, we took our places among them. Will you remember me when I’m gone? There was a time, you and I were one; we shared a body, then took our places under the sun. Will you remember me when I’m gone, when I move on? See the stars; don’t forget to count them one by one - I take my place now, deep among them. Will you remember me as I look on? Will I live on, when I move on?
9.
Wild Geese 01:32
10.
All You Need 04:16
Shadows grow, turn slowly, Greeting the day, these wings may never fly again. Seasons have their pull, they’re aging my soul But even through the hold of time, I sit still on this branch to greet you on your way, And tell you what I know: all you need is here.
11.
Time 04:15
Time’s not the movement of the hours passing by It’s standing still to see the fractions fall behind and how nothing’s the same. Inches on my children, my mom slowing down Silver in the sunlight bouncing off my hair Waiting feels easier, aching’s a good friend Not knowing’s my companion right until the end Time is a unit of our own transformation - The end of presence, where we stop and take stock as Years may go by Living out of time, the present’s the only sound Movement never lies - it pulls and pushes around Taking me beyond, carrying me far Transforming what I think I know to how things really are
12.
Call up my scene when my soul is in need of finding some direction - Grown through the years, it appears at times a little schizophrenic. From bloodlines to rare finds to folks that I’ll never see eye to eye with - I call up my scene - it’s how I practice connection. It’s true there’s so few who I call to like glue to keep me together But sometimes you gotta let it fall apart to grow back better. I live in the woods, so lessons come straight to me from the forest; The trees got a scene, when the lean years come they use it for protection. Don’t always choose folks who are just like you cause You’ll never see to all that you don’t know Everything that I have known has come straight to me from someone So if there’s more for me to learn, then take me to your scene. What is it in me that’s pulling me off in every direction? I read in this book not to limit, so I choose love and not rejection. “Be like a fox wander round, make more tracks than ever necessary So go off course and get lost: that’s how we practice resurrection”. Don’t choose folks like you

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released February 17, 2023

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Elizabeth Shepherd Montreal, Québec

"wholly unique style that blurs the boundaries
between jazz, R&B, pop, and hip hop" ~MOJO

“A jazz virtuoso blessed with a pop sensibility” -Real Detroit Weekly

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