Bushbabies and Bananas

  © 2025 Sadness slow-danced a melody with the shadows of my past who sighed and sang a lullaby of a spell that once was cast of soft moonbeams and dawning dreams silver swans on sparkling streams guiding me further into where diamonds gleam in the Kingdom of Shadows where King Hades rules far Underground Drifting through on the River Styx the landscape is a sorrowful mix bare trees and withered roses and just before the tunnel closes Chiron turns to me and asks his fee a gold coin to ferry Souls across back to where they first got lost to look in the Mirror at all they knew but forgot and another coin if he must wait and take me back to the thundering gate leading out into the ghostly realms through the ruins of Tinsel Town down the valley where nightmares sell and folk are lost in Earthly Hell But what the price if I should ascend if the pains been enough and the journey could end? he said the mirror would show and I would know a new path would appear which I could take without f...

© 2025 Hey Santa, it’s me although I don’t expect you to remember my name and I’m not even sure if you real but all the same, somewhere up there is a little white cloud with my name soft and puffy warm and fluffy and far away from all this madness pretty please can you tell me how much longer do I have to pay? before I can go up there and stay on my soft white cloud far away from all this sadness? Or better yet I quite fancy coming to see where you live with your little Elves making the toys that you give it sounds pretty dreamy glitzy and gleamy perhaps I could have my own little sleigh to float around the Milky Way? Hey Santa, while we’re at it could you sprinkle some wisdom on these empty heads down here? I can’t deal with it and some are as thick as two bricks even worse, some lack heart and are busy tearing the Earth apart Please could you give the Animals a chance imagine someone shooting your reindeer for fun could the hunters not rather learn to dance and understand we are all ...

  © 2025 Oh, it’s the tall ones the sure ones that I fall for each time and I don’t stop to check this obsession of mine I know that I mustn't but still I go play in the flames and then I am lost all over again in your games Now I’ve got the blues again back down I fall again how many times have I stood here before and lifted my hand to knock on the same damned door praying to pass through but never quite sure if I’m going to The freezing rains are almost past made it through another winter’s blues but if it’s true that storms don’t last why is my heart still crying out for you Will this cloud ever lift will I ever shift back to the woman I was before or is it too late ‘cos I tempted fate am I frozen in time forever more oh I know that I mustn't but still I go play in the flames and then I am lost all over again in your games. Copyright statement:  Lyrics © 2025 Christine Jordaan. I am the original author and creative director of each song. The music and vocals were generated ...

Lyrics © 2007. Song   © 2025 Written in 2007 in Mozambique. My never-ending quest for integration. Maybe I will get there one day 🤷🏻‍♀️ Sun... It’s me, your Lady my faith in Summer coming is fading waning like my Light flickering pale could you not send me a sign? a robin would do or some kind of map across the dark places to you or can you not forgive me my detours I thought you'd understand sometimes when it’s cold and grey and you're a stranger in a dark and lonely land it’s easy to take a wrong turn when you just want to reach home and you have no idea where home is but eventually you learn its where the Light is and its toasty golden warm, but first! you have to survive the storm wind and snow almost bury you, though in a strange, heartbreaking way it’s beautiful too in that wild winter free just me and the Hope of You to find my way in the Night I needed Light what a mission! unpacking and unpeeling years of not caring, not feeling to the door marked "no entry...