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Mostly Less
04:50
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Mostly Less by Treesha deFrance
Don’t make me look, I don’t want to look
Don’t make me look, everywhere I look
More or less, mostly less
I don’t want to look, don’t make me look
Everywhere is see what used to be
Missed by me but not missing me
Everywhere I see, more or less
Too much to see, I don’t want to see
Seeing is to be believed
Nothing is quite as it seemed
Was it all something I dreamed?
Or an impossible scheme?
Memories are very close
Things I am missing the most
Invade my visual field
Beckon me with their appeal
Avert my eyes but I still see
The worlds out there, there without me
The world is full, too full to see
More or less without me
I never quit I always try
I never whine I seldom cry
The world goes on and I’m alone
More or less on my own
My heart is broke, my spirit strong
I never stop I sing my song
And life goes on more or less
I do my thing, no one’s impressed
Things can change in just a snap
All that you had is looking back
It leaves you flat, more or less
To find to gold within the mess
To find the peace within the stress
To find the way to live with less
More or less mostly less
More or less mostly less, mostly less, mostly less……
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I Wanna Be Sick
04:41
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I Wanna Be Sick by Treesha deFrance
I wanna be sick
The rewards are so amazing
I wanna be sick
So much fun and so fulfilling
I wanna be sick
I love to go to doctors
I wanna be sick
I love to go for tests
I wanna be sick
I get so much attention
I wanna be sick
Sick is the best
Oh I could heal myself, it would be easy
But I don’t want to, why would I do that?
Oh I could fix my sick in a minute
But I don’t want to, don’t want my health back
Sick Sick Sick
The only way I want to be
Sick sick sick
I like to suffer
Sick Sick Sick
The only life I want to lead
Sick sick sick
I like to suffer
Sick Sick Sick
The only thing I want for me
Sick sick sick
I like to suffer
Sick Sick Sick
The only life that’s right for me
Sick sick sick
I like to suffer
I wanna be sick
I want symptoms every day
I wanna be sick
I want symptoms every night
I wanna be sick
I love arguments about insurance
I wanna be sick
I love big medical bills
I wanna be sick
I love to be forgotten
I wanna be sick
I love to be left out
I wanna be sick
So my social calendar is empty
I wanna be sick
So I spend my holidays alone
Sick Sick Sick
I like to live in poverty
Sick sick sick
That’s my desire
Sick Sick Sick
See everyone abandon me
Sick sick sick
That’s my desire
Sick Sick Sick
Lose everything that used to be
Sick sick sick
That’s my desire
Sick Sick Sick
Nothing better could I be
Sick sick sick
That’s my desire
Oh I could cure myself
It would be easy
I just don’t want to
I do not want to
Oh I could fix my sick
In a minute
But I don’t want to
Why would I want to?
Sick Sick Sick
Exactly how I want to live
Sick sick sick
My favorite lifestyle
Sick Sick Sick
Exactly how I want to be
Sick sick sick
My favorite lifestyle
Sick Sick Sick
My facebook status still the same
Sick sick sick
Show off my lifestyle
Sick Sick Sick
Who could ask for any more
A perfect lifestyle!
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Wicked Waves of Onslaught by Treesha deFrance
Wicked waves of onslaught
Tidal vital robbing me
Of movement of freedom
Pulling me and tossing me
Exhausted by their ceaseless
Beating and their batter
Toss me like a rag doll
My wishes do not matter
A mighty paradox
A nameless disease
Tossed left and right, sent out to sea
A simple remedy not to be found
A mighty paradox to this I was bound
Where there’s a will
There is a way
My wills been looking for that way
No stars no compass
Drifting carried on the tides
Few choices no lifeboat
No SOS gets answered
What will today bring
on this slow journey in
The gulf between the things I dream
And what today will bring
Oh how I wish I was strong just like you
Powerful enough to move as you do
To will my way around, do as I please
To make a wave to wash away this disease
When there’s no way against the tide
It’s a most unwelcome ride
Wicked waves keep crashing
Ruthless in their bashing
They lack no power
Over me they tower
Wicked waves keep lashing
Pushed away and pushed around
Will I wind up out at sea or will I run aground
It makes you feel like some useless debris
Flotsam and jetsam cast out to sea
Under the starless sky future unknown
You rob my life
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Side Effect of Technology by Treesha deFrance
I’m a side effect of technology
A side effect of technology
I can’t hang out in the mall
It makes my body engine stall
I can’t eat polluted food
So people think I’m very rude
I can’t wear that polyester
Or go near a perfume tester
Formaldehyde is like a bombing
Long before my own embalming
Side effect of technology
I’m a side effect of technology
Neurotoxins fill the air
And pesticides are everywhere
The teaching tool this might have been
They choose to view as my own sin
The lesson that my loss might teach
Is too far for most arms to reach
From within this toxic haze
It’s very hard to see the maze
Side effect of technology
Side effect
Surrounded by pollution
Polluted by the surroundings
Sick but rejected by society
Sick society, I reject your ways
Side effect of technology
I’m a side effect of technology
We tried to tell you
We cried to tell you
They lie to keep you
Under the spell
That stuff can kill you
Maim and distill you
The road you’re on
Leads one way to a dead end
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5. |
The Shame of the Fallen
05:50
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The Shame of the Fallen by Treesha deFrance
To aim, to aim, to miss
To aim, to aim, to miss
Is there a fate much worse than this
To fail, to fail, to fall
To fail, to fail, to fall
A loser. So inadequate.
If I had the power
The magic wand this would all be gone
It’s not supposed to be this way
Not this way
I look in the mirror
I feel ashamed, I take the blame
I see all I am not, all I cannot change
I hang my head
Believe I’m weak and incomplete
Unable to escape
The affliction I am in
The battle some others win
Shame holds me hard and tight
Chokes me while I fight
It is my shroud
An ugly cloud
Ashamed of how it is
Ashamed of how I live
Ashamed my life has come to this
Not God not a magician
Why do I think I’m supposed to be?
Why do I think my fate is mine to make?
Hardships my mistake?
Plants get sick
Stars get old become black holes
Do they feel ashamed?
I doubt they do
Self critically I’ve not achieved my victory
So shame eats at my soul
It’s a burden I must she
I cannot fail to shed
To feel, to feel, to be
To feel, to feel, to be
There are many fates
Much worse than mine
To love, to love, to live
To love, to love, to live
I’m human with my life to live
I must find the power
To shed the shame and shed the blame
Too big a price to pay
When things don’t go my way
I look in the mirror
Accept myself the way I am
My eyes must open wide to see
The human that I am
I lift my head for being brave and living life
Fallen though I am
Among the plants and stars
In the presence of plants and stars
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Judge-Mental
06:02
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Judge-Mental by Treesha deFrance
All you judges, put on your robes
Put on your fake wigs, bang your gavels
As you proclaim Supreme Truth
Guilt assigned by your righteous declaration
All you judges, put on your stethoscopes
Put on your nice white coats
That match your pure shiny arrogance
Proclaim your doctrines
Cause you know everything
Youre so infallible like Dali Lama and the Pope
You’re so superior and you know everything
Up on your thrones above the messiness
You’re so impeccable with glowing qualities
You like to feel so big, so much bigger and better
All you judges who have no flaws
You are so perfect
You’ve conquered everything
Your inquisition seen through your broke eyes
Seen with your small mind
Hollow things you profess
You’re so insulting spouting idiotic conclusions
You’re so inadequate, bolstered by others misery
The poor downtrodden, those with challenges
They must be unworthy getting what they deserve
You transcend calamity, worthy of only the best
You put more hell in health while you think you are grand
You ignore reality, you ignore possibilities
You ignore testimony, you ignore unknowns
You’re so judgmental, so sure of your decree
Lay blame for adversity on people like me
You use our tears to shine your halo
To lubricate your god like wings
You’re so pathetic
Sickening to see
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7. |
Resurrection
04:32
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Resurrection by Treesha deFrance
The moon is slowly rising again
The sun is sympathizing
Light streaming from all ways
Silver through the haze, again
The Dark will soon be broken
The Night will be awoken
The time has come to be
Set Free and in the Light
The Light that ends the Fight
Whatsoever came before resurrection at the door
Whatsoever came before resurrection evermore
The weight is off the shoulders at last
The nails fall to the floor
Long Time the weight they bore
Long Time the flesh they tore, Long Time
I want my Resurrection
Arising Resurrection
To live again again
To live again again
Alive alive again
Wounded Hands and Wounded Feet
Wounded Heart with Wounded Beat
Stepping on the foreign land
Holding on with Wounded Hands
Simple things are spoken again
Simple plans that soar
Above the shrouded clouds
Above the lightning crash. Amen
Understanding no not yet, history is to forget
Overbearing burden met, history is to forget
Understanding no not yet, history is to forget
Overbearing burden met, history is to forget
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Treat-Meant
03:20
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Treat-Meant by Treesha deFrance
Grind all the mercury outta my teeth
Give me iguana and giraffe to eat
Sauna sweat out those toxins please
Sit me on the grass underneath some trees
I have got this new disease
Measure up my voltage and electron flow
Check me in the dark because perhaps I glow
Show me all the latest research, where’s the rest?
Poke me with a needle for another test
Poke me with a needle for another test
Poke me with a needle for another test
I go on I try my best
Is that supposed to be treat-
Meant to be a treatment?
Is that a treatment?
Is that a treatment?
Is that a treament?
Someone wrote a book about a new approach
Says to take an extract made of cockroach
Since they are a long strong dependable breed
They’ve got diversified genes I need
Think I’ll pass on that one please!!
Is that supposed to be treat-
Meant to be a treatment?
Is that a treatment?
Is that a treatment?
Is that a treament?
Up and down and all around another try
TV says I’m crazy but that is a lie
Crazy is the way this culture lives
Mass denial, hey, what gives?
I’ll keep trying to be well
Time will tell…time will tell..
Time will tell…..time will tell….
Time will tell……time will tell…..time will tell…….
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9. |
Near Life Experience
03:08
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Near Life Experience by Treesha deFrance
Life is near and dear to me, I take it day by day
I’d make every moment count if I could live my way
I’m having a near life experience
I’m living a near life experience
Observing life from where I am, so near and yet so far
Stuck inside my brokenness, I can’t come as you are
I’m having a near life experience
I’m living a near life experience
So much life is out of reach, the things I’d looooove to do
My body won’t cooperate, my wish list I can’t do
I’m having a near life experience
I’m living a near life experience
Too alive too full of dreams, too broken to pursue
Living in a compromise in between those two
I’m having a near life experience
I’m living a near life experience
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Please Don’t Forget About Us by Treesha deFrance
Please don’t forget about us
Please don’t forget about us
You won’t see us where we are
So please don’t forget about us
We are precious priceless people lost
We are mothers fathers sisters brothers
We are everything we cannot be
We long to be healthy and free
We are trying but we have so little
We need help, we need some recognition
We need help, we need the world to listen
Out of sight we’re easily forgotten, forgotten
We miss our lives
We miss our strength
We miss our loved ones
While we don’t feel good
Please don’t forget about us
You won’t see us where we are
For too long we’ve been ignored
We need help we need it now
So please don’t forget about us
We are not gone we are still here
We have lost the lives we had
We are waiting for the help we need
Don’t believe that this is how we want it
Don’t believe we’re lazy or we’re faking
Don’t abandon us because we’re missing
Don’t allow our plight to be ignored, anymore.
We are survivors facing this illness
Our daily struggles all we can manage
While this affliction keeps us in limbo
Can’t be crusaders while we don’t feel good
Please don’t forget about us
You won’t see us where we are
We are struggling to survive
Until we get the help we need
So please don’t forget about us
Please don’t forget about us
We need the help, we need the help
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