Rachael Sage

Rachael Sage

 New York City, New York, USA
SoloFolkSinger/Songwriter

Award-winning NYC-based singer/songwriter & multi-instrumentalist has steadily released a slew of vibrant, dynamic albums with poetic lyrics spanning subjects as wide as her inspirations. "One of music's most inimitable iconoclasts" - BlackBook

Biography

"Rachael Sage is a marvelous young artist- and I am a fan!! [Her album] has a beauty that shines through her lyrics and melodies-- poignant, tender and tough. These are stories from the heart that will lift you up and carry you to places you had never dreamed." - Judy Collins

Since founding her own label MPress Records two decades ago, NYC-based alt-pop artist Rachael Sage has steadily released a slew of vibrant, dynamic albums with poetic, image-rich lyrics spanning subjects as wide as her inspirations. Often designing her own album artwork, costumes and musical instruments, Sage has toured with an eclectic list of artists including Ani DiFranco, Beth Hart, Sarah McLachlan, Judy Collins and Howard Jones. Raised mainly on classical music, doo-wop, ‘70s folk and British pop, Sage possesses a rare combination of musical ingenuity, visual dynamism and emotional insight. Her songs are cinematic and beautiful, her production layered, lush and laced with orchestral surprises.

Myopia is a bold departure for Sage, with a much stronger emphasis on her guitar playing over her usual piano palette, and inventive contributions by Hoboken-based guitarist James Mastro, along with her touring band The Sequins. Other guests on the album include drummer Doug Yowell (Joe Jackson, Duncan Sheik), keyboardist Rob Curto (Lila Downes), trumpeter Russ Johnson (Elvis Costello, Deborah Harry) and bassist Mike Visceglia (Suzanne Vega).

Produced by Sage and her longtime engineer John Shyloski, Myopia is the crystallization of countless studio hours and hundreds of shows in the U.S. and around the world. It’s also a new kind of album for Sage, who sings passionately about a “screen of judgement / in my face all the time” being lifted. It’s a declaration of self-assurance and vision that perhaps could only be made as disarmingly in the middle of a cultural crisis. 

Sage explains: “This is a warm-weather record. These are songs about getting out there, thawing things out, and unearthing the truth. Sometimes you can’t do that in the dead of winter. But when the sun is shining, even the murkiest future appears hopeful.”

She has received numerous songwriting awards including The John Lennon Songwriting Contest (Grand Prize) and several OUTmusic and Independent Music Awards. Her songs have appeared on MTV, HBO, and the "Fame" soundtrack, along with a record-breaking 22 placements on Lifetime’s top reality series,"Dance Moms" – resulting in over 10 million YouTube views. Radio success includes her duet with Judy Collins on a cover of Neil Young's "Helpless", which reached #2 on the Folk chart, and recent single "Spark" reached #10 on FMQB AC charts.

For more information, visit rachaelsage.com.

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For her complete tour calendar and archive of past shows, visit rachaelsage.com/shows.

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For information on Rachael's work with her band The Sequins, visit her full-band EPK: http://www.sonicbids.com/rachaelsageandthesequins

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To view Rachael's videos -- including the music videos for "Try Try Try", "Alive", "I Don't Believe It", "Helpless" (with Judy Collins), and others -- please visit:

http://www.youtube.com/rachaelsage


Lyrics

93 Maidens

Written By: Rachael Sage

(based on the letters of Chaya Feldman)

I am a maiden, one of ninety-three
but I won't die the least bit mysteriously
I go to school in the town of Warsaw
today they came for us all

I am a girl but they are not men
I am a woman but don't know it yet
I have a brother, but don't know his name
he was born in the barracks in shame

mama where are you, where have you gone
I need you with me to drink the poison
for I'm nobody's martyr, only your daughter
I'll meet you when I reach heaven

one of them spoke with a terrible voice, he said:
"make yourselves beautiful, you have no choice!
we'll come for your refinery soon -
by tomorrow we'll blacken the moon..."

mama where are you, where have you gone
I need you with me to drink the poison
for I'm nobody's martyr, only your daughter
I'll meet you when I reach heaven

blessed art though oh Lord our G-d
King of the universe...there I must stop -
what is the blessing for taking our lives
so that we won't become our enemies wives

mama where are you, where have you gone
I need you with me to drink the poison
for I'm nobody's martyr, only your daughter
I'll meet you when I reach heaven
...I'll meet you when I reach heaven

© 2005 Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Sacrifice

Written By: Rachael Sage

there was a time when I can honestly say
you were the only one who'd paved my way
you were the one who'd help me overcome
all of the demons inside my skin

but it's been a long time since you've held this hand
and since then I've grown from a boy to a man
I know that if you fall I will still stand
you can never shake my confidence

*I know that these are my own two arms
I know that these are my own two eyes
I know that these are my own true words
even if your approval is my sacrifice

I know that I have not fulfilled your plan
but I am starting to resent this guilt
hanging over me like a weeping willow tree
there's no fire can deface self-confidence

*CHORUS

I was broken and I wanted too much
expected you to be so brave, but people don't change
I was frozen and I wanted your touch
expected you to be so brave, but people don't change

there was a time when I can honestly say
you were the only one who'd paved my way
you were the one who'd help me overcome
all of the demons inside my skin

but it's been a long time since you've held this hand
and since then I've grown from a boy to a grown man
I know that if you fall I will still stand
you can never shake this confidence

I know that these are my...
I know that these are my...
I know that these are my two arms
I know that these are my...
I know that these are...
even if your approval is my sacrifice
even if your approval is my sacrifice

I was broken and I wanted too much
expected you to be so brave
but people don't, people don't change
I was frozen and I wanted your touch
expected you to be so brave
but people don't, people don't change

...sacrifice

©2004, Rachael Sage / Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Proof

Written By: Rachael Sage

every moment that passes
every second that flies
life will fog up your glasses
with its shameless advice

but I see the real you
I see the truth
and I know the reasons why you keep coming back for proof

cause you’re sharp as a steeple
strong enough to scratch hell
and your soul is as fragile
as a fallen angel

I see the real you
I see your eyes
and I know the reasons why you keep waiting for surprise

has it always been so hard
for you to follow your slow beating heart and
has it always been so tough
to glisten for the ones you love

…the real you
I see your eyes
and I know the reasons why you keep coming back oh -
I see the real you
I see the truth
and I know the reasons why you keep coming back for proof

© 2006, Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Violet or Blue

Written By: Rachael Sage

somewhere in there you had time to fall in love
somewhere in there you had time
all I ever heard about was just how tough
it was for you to take time

so either you're a liar or true, either I'm a violet or blue
either you're a liar or true my love
either I can trust you or not
when you say I'm all that you've got
either you're a liar or true my love...my love

jealousy is such a useless paradigm
all it does is make you miserable
and I've been wasting too much time being unkind
to myself instead of cynical

so either you're a liar or true, either I'm a violet or blue
either you're a liar or true my love
either I can trust you or not
when you say I'm all that you've got
either you're a liar or true my love...my love

and I know it's gonna be mountains
and i know it's gonna be steep stairs
lonely as a lower east side apartment
when you don't know your own neighbors
and I know it's gonna be valleys
but nothing like the slow descent to losing myself
just because you've found someone else...nothing helps…in this hell

so either you're a liar or true...either I'm a violet or blue...
either you're a liar or true my love
either I can trust you or not
when you say I'm all that you've got
either you're a liar or true my love
either you're a liar or true
either I'm, either I'm a violet or blue...
liar or true...my love
baby can I trust you or not
when you say you swear it will stop
either you're a liar or true my love

© 2006, Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Jane's Dimitri

Written By: Rachael Sage

the moment that she realized she'd already had the love of her life
was fifty years and five minutes too late
he followed her halfway across the earth
he followed her far from his Russian birth
he followed her like he was Tarzan and she was Jane

well the moon belongs to no one but he promised it was hers
she was sixteen on a class-trip clutching freedom like a purse
when they met one night in Moscow he had chips upon both shoulders...
like a baby Johnny Rotten...hypnotizing as a scream

*what is Jane supposed to say, what is Jane supposed to do
now she finally realizes what's always been more than true
what is Jane supposed to feel now she finally hears his voice
like the days between the truth, leaving her no other choice
oh - Jane's Dimitri

when he showed up at her doorstep she was shipwrecked and confused
disbelief is a defensive labyrinth of I-love-you's
no one teaches girls to stand up to their parents or their fears
no one preaches to the elders to bow down to teenage years

what is Jane supposed to say, what is Jane supposed to do
now she finally realizes what's always been more than true
will they lock her up in madness will they throw away the key
she has seen his face in strangers, made sweet love with enemies
does it matter that she's wandered like a gypsy dandelion in the air
kissing demons with the desperateness of Judas in despair
oh - Jane's Dimitri

does it matter that she's wandered like a gypsy dandelion in the air
kissing demons with the desperateness of Judas in despair
oh - Jane's Dimitri

well regret is like arthritus, gripping wisdom by the joint
and you're gasping and you're drowning while love's sharpening her point
sixty-five and still a virgin to the wistfulness of risk
she stopped writing after twelve months, she stopped crying after six

*what is Jane...what is Jane...
now she finally recognizes what's always been in her way
what is Jane supposed to feel now she finally hears his voice
like the days between the Sabbath leaving her no other choice

does it matter that she's wandered like a gypsy dandelion in the air
kissing demons with the desperateness of Judas in despair
oh - Jane's Dmitri

©2004, Rachael Sage / Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Bravedancing

Written By: Rachael Sage

you came to me like lightning upon a picket-fence
shattering my illusion with shockingly bad sense
and I may never feel the same
but I won't always feel this pain

so let faith fall on me now
I'm gonna be here till the end
if you do not see me bend
then you will know I have been
...bravedancing

you rained on me like ashes but volcanoes come & go
you seemed to have such passion for someone so shallow
and I may never feel the same
but I refuse to play these games

so let faith fall on me now
I'm gonna be here till the end
if you do not hear my voice
then you'll know I've had no choice to let
faith fall on me now
I'm gonna be my own best-friend
if you do not see me bend
then you will know I have been
...bravedancing

I see the moon about to bloom into
thousands of bright yellow roses
and they'll be spreading their light across the sky
and i wish my garden could grow this

when friendship is so frightening it's hard not to overthink
kisses were like kite-flying I knew we'd sail or sink
and I may never feel the same
but you must see how much I've changed

so let faith fall on me now
I'm gonna be here till the end
if you do not hear my voice
then you'll know I've had no choice to let
faith fall on me now
I'm gonna be my own best-friend
if you do not see me bend
then you will know I have been
...bravedancing

Lonely Streets

Written By: Rachael Sage

I walk along these lonely streets
I walk along so I can feel my breath
without distraction, without no relief said I
walk here alone so I can feel myself

‘cause you were the needle in my pillow
& you were beetle inside my mouth
‘cause you were the laughing and you were the choking
you were the fun I should’ve done without
you were the fun I should’ve done without
mm-mm-mmm-mmmm

it’s funny how light moves you oh so slowly
it’s funny how time moves like butterflies
it tells you to hold on it tells you you’re holy
tells you to love someone & to sacrifice but *

you were the needle in my pillow
& you were beetle inside my mouth
‘cause you were the laughing and you were the choking
you were the fun I should’ve done without
you were the fun I should’ve done without
mm-mm-mmm-mmmm

I walk along these lonely streets
I walk along so I can feel my breath
without distraction, without no relief said I
walk here alone so I can free myself

‘cause you were the needle in my pillow
& you were beetle inside my mouth
‘cause you were the laughing and you were the choking
you were the fun I should’ve done without
you were the fun I should’ve done without
mm-mm-mmm-mmmm

© 2006, Rachael Sage / Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Corinne

Written By: Rachael Sage

There is almost no romance
In the things you gave to me
I wanna be a rock, I wanna be a tree
I did my little dance
So you could look at me
You caught me in the act I used to do for free

So why am I so frozen?
Why do I feel alone?
Have you been laughing all this time
Pretending to be my home?
Unwittingly you send me to
A place I've never been
Corinne

I used to be an average girl
With hair down to my knees
Read the book in Samson, thought I'd aim to please
Aim to please
Please the Lord up in the sky
I used to be so strong
Then I was ashamed of what had gone wrong

I felt why am I so frozen?
Why do I feel alone?
Have you been laughing all this time
Pretending to be my home?
Unwittingly you send me to
A place I've never been
Corinne
Corinne

A lover and a fighter
Assumed under one name
Share the cloth of too much joy
Drink the broth of too much rain
I've carried you like sawdust
In the bottom of my shoes
Accused, abused

The nature of a crime unsolved
Is that it sometimes leaves you haunted
Like a ghost without the bravery to speak its mind
I am holding every breath
Half inside and so I'm left
To struggle for the air that should be mine
Should be mine

© Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Hunger In John

Written By: Rachael Sage

he was so poor that he did his own laundry with his own tears
he was so poor that he made me a valentine out of a napkin
he was so poor that he wrote me a poem on a stolen typewriter
I loved him for that

*but now that he’s made it I’m crushed by the climb
and nothing he says to me makes any sense
all of his money has given him time
to reflect on nothing but emptiness and I miss the hunger in John

he was so poor that he bargined my beauty to pay the rent
he was so poor that he felt like a man only when I’d consent
he was so poor that he made up a dark side
so there’d be something that he could repent*

he made a movie about our lives
full of reality mingled with madness
sent it to Hollywood, false paradise
somebody read it - saw dollar signs and

now he’s as famous as Martin Scorsese
seven years after his movie was made
sipping martinis he’s fat and he’s lazy
sometimes I wonder if I should’ve stayed
and I miss the hunger in John

he was so poor that he had to steal matches to light our candles
he was so poor that he stole outta habit what would o’ been free
he was so poor that he brought home a blanket
only to find it was really a flag...now somebody’s missing a flag*

© Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Wishbone

Written By: Rachael Sage

when I was a queen in another life
'member how I fell to my knees and asked you to be my wife
everybody danced, how they laughed and sang
everybody wanted to be there when those great bells rang

when I was a weed, when I was a dandelion
I was always blowin' away into the great grey sky
how was I to know you were the grassy ground?
you were just waitin' for me to finally come around

*butterfly's crawlin' on the concrete lawn
tellin' me to love you if I'm gonna be strong
everything around me is an empty chair
don't know where I'm going 'less you're there
phoenix is flyin' in a fiery sky
tellin' me to love you 'til the day that I die
everything around me is an old wishbone
doesn't matter who says, you're my home

when I was alone 'fore I was alive with you
how I was adrift on an ocean only one shade of blue
but now I am asail in a Claude Monet
now I am ablaze with the glory of this gracious day*

I don't wanna be...be without you

phoenix is flyin' in a fiery sky
tellin' me to love you 'til the day I die
everything around me is an old wishbone
doesn't matter who says, you're my home...you're mine

© Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Angel In My View

Written By: Rachael Sage

how’m I gonna write this love-letter to you when all I have are these hands
how’m I gonna write this love-letter to you when I can’t even ask you to dance

*just don’t tell me I’ve gotta give up on love
don’t tell me that I’ve gotta give up on love
don’t tell me that I’ve gotta give up on love when you know that it’s true
I’m depending on you to be the angel in my view

how’m I gonna read this love-poem aloud when all I have are these words
how’m I gonna read this love poem aloud when I’m destined to stutter it’s my curse*

did you know that I stay up late thinkin’ about the love we could be making
as I drink you in with proverbial arms
and after everything I concede you’re my only aching
and I would gladly let you slay me with your charms
c’mon and slay me with your charms
just don’t tell me I’ve...gotta give up on love

did you know that I stay up late
thinkin’ about the love we could be making
as I drink you in with proverbial eyes
and after everything I concede that my heart is breaking
and I would gladly let you paint me with white lies
c’mon and paint me with white lies

just don’t tell me I’ve gotta give up on love
don’t tell me that I’ve gotta give up on love
don’t tell me that I’ve gotta give up on sweet, sweet love
when you know that it’s true
I’m depending on you to be the angel in my view

© Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Moonlight and Fireflies

Written By: Rachael Sage

moonlight and fireflies, everything beautiful
I'd be scared of beautiful if beauty wasn't true
so many open skies - how my head is spinning...I
can see my own reflection in the fear of missing you

*don't you see everything points upward
can this be another sign I should be touching down
I was once the epitome of stubborn
but now I'm not sure enough to be so certain...be so certain

when will this slow volcano of ambition
cease boiling over with endless misery
‘cause being so driven has never been fullfilling
and I barely lived my life until you captured me*

moonlight and fireflies, hippies by the oceanside
I used to make fun of them and laugh at liberty
'cause I knew my own heart was swinging like a pendulum
away from what was obvious and toward some destiny

but destiny's a foggy night and destiny's a hotel room
and destiny's pneumonia with both hands wrapped around your heart
and oh you found me shivering, you found me unravelling
you found me hovering above the hardest part

so fireflies and moonlight are nothing and everything
and everything and nothing is brand new to me now
'cause I have wandered aimlessly avoiding every victory
as though it’d be the death of me, as though it’d leave a scar*

© Rachael Sage/Flying Dybbuk Music, BMI

Vertigo

Written By: Rachael Sage

every time I see your face I feel like I’m in pain
every time I look away I feel more o’ the same
every time I hold your hand, feels like I’m drowning
every time I let it go I feel vertigo

and I know what I know and I know it’s not right
and I should’ve run far, ‘fore you held me tight
and I feel what I feel, feel this is wrong
and I should’ve run fast ‘fore you led me on...on...

every time you tell me secrets and I listen hard
I feel like I'm the parchment and you are the bard
every time you tell me things I’m not sure you should say
I feel like I’m standing still, running away

and I know what I know and I know it’s not right
and I should’ve run far, ‘fore you held me tight
and I feel what I feel, feel this is wrong
and I should’ve run fast ‘fore you led me on...on...

and I’m already yours
but you’ll never be mine
I should board up these doors
before I lose my mind...

and I know what I know and I know it’s not right
and I should’ve run far, ‘fore you held me tight
and I feel what I feel, feel this is wrong
and I should’ve run fast ‘fore you led me on...on...on...

© Rachael Sage, Flying Dybbuk Music/BMI

Invincible

Written By: Rachael Sage

people look a certain way at a certain time o’ day
and it’s all that you can do to keep your wits about yourself
met him on a Saturday at a funeral buffet
and I should’ve called the ambulance for help

‘cause I loved him the moment that I saw him
and I knew he was gonna break my soul
and I drown in every puddle that I walk in
‘cause I’m invincible

people speak in certain tongues when they know you’re almost won
and it’s all that you can do to keep your country’s borders safe
let him in a little bit just enough to realize
that I had to let him go before he lost his will to give

but I loved him the moment that I saw him
and I knew he was gonna break my soul
and I drown in every puddle that I walk in
‘cause I’m invincible...I’m invincible

give a little more give a little more than you’ve been used to
tell me what is gonna happen are you gonna break down are you gonna fall down
from the highest highest holiest hill give a little more than you’ve been used to
tell me what is gonna happen are you gonna fall down like the day back when
when you lost your mind when you lost your will

people look a certain way at a certain time o’ day
and it’s all that you can do to keep your wits about yourself

CHORUS

© Rachael Sage, Flying Dybbuk Music/BMI

My Word

Written By: Rachael Sage

history sits in a chair at the table listening to everything I have to say
she doesn’t know that I long to be able to follow danger to go astray

and I am an actor she is the audience, I am a legend in my own mind
everything I can’t say is irrelevant - everything I don’t have...mine this time

history sits in a bench in the garden watching the children picking the flowers
she doesn’t know that I long to be able to possess ancient magical powers

*and I am an actor she is the audience, I am a legend in my own mind
everything I can’t say is irrelevant - everything I don’t have...mine this time

there’s a mouse that’s trapped in the wall by the kitchen and it
keeps me up in the middle of the night and it’s
clawing its way to freedom - putting up a very impressive fight

oh to be a creature so small oh to have the dignity to know there
must be a way out of this if I just find the right tunnel

take me down to the fire-breathing waterbed
tie me up with imaginary string and
calm my nerves by pretending to be soothing...soothing

history sits in a chair at the table listening to everything I have to say
she doesn’t know that I long to be able to follow danger to go astray*

this time it’s gonna be different - I'm gonna start telling you the truth and
I’ll give you my word as...my word as...
I am an actor she is the audience...she is the audience...she is the audience

Chandelier

Written By: Rachael Sage

what if I woke up tomorrow and I couldn't sing
the truth is I don't really know just what that'd mean
but maybe I'd be relieved to find out that silence is sweeter than doubt

what if I woke up tomorrow and I couldn't laugh
the truth is I don't really know just what I'd lack
but maybe I'd be relieved not to miss what everyone else brags is bliss

*could it be true that I've been so tired
that I could not sit still and I could not let go
could it be true that I've been so wired
that I could not give in long enough to let go, to let go

what if I woke up tomorrow and I couldn't play
the truth is I don't really know if I'd be brave
or if I'd give in to the obvious news that I've been mis-using my muse

what if I woke up tomorrow and I couldn't love
the truth is that is something I am petrified of
but maybe I'd be relieved to find out that grieving is what love's about*

I just wanted to be a chandelier shamelessly swinging through a maze of fear
I just wanted to be the light, the love...sailing through the darkness
I just wanted to be a chandelier shamelessly swinging through a maze of fear
I just wanted to be the light, the love...sailing through the darkness

Site-Seeing

Written By: Rachael Sage

site-seeing you more than I ever imagined
scream-singing most of this music for you now as though to hide the obvious choice that you are there and I am nowhere
systematically gypsying my way across America slowly
wondering why wandering with so much conviction is making me more tired
than bards ever bargained for drunkenly as these soul-deals are often made
the truth of what makes me strong alone and weak together sand-stoning the
edges of this picture of you so sharp and spread out in several rooms
I imagine you are shaming me in this car travelling circus I am so inside
chasing chalkdustcloud blind asking risk with me please
question only that which holds you too close to the fire to let you breathe
and leave the rest to summer’s death as forests burn and creatures die
so angels form and spirits rise and phoenix-like I will prize what is
most patiently waited for eyes closed I pray for more

time to be side by side and laughing childlike asleep and singing
time to be side by side and laughing childlike asleep and singing

Blue Light (for John Lee Hooker)

Written By: Rachael Sage

Johnny Lee comes to me when I am dreaming
When I am teeming over with reds and grays
Teaches me how to sing circles around all that's
Wicked and spiteful and causing me pain

He gives me colors so deep and so dark
Feels like I'm painting with pieces of charcoal midnight
Gives me colors so black and so blue
Feel I can keep dreaming evening till broadest daylight

Blue light I keep on dreaming
Blue li - i - i - ight day and night
Blue light and it feels alright
'cause I can sing about it

Johnny Lee comes to me when I am dreaming
When I am screaming from a bottomless sleep
Teaches me how to sing circles around all that's
Wicked and spiteful and making me weep

Opening windows and opening doors I feel
Moonlight and starlight is seeping out of my pores
I'm alone with my own gramaphone from my
Head and my heart to the part of me nobody knows

Blue light I keep on dreaming
Blue li - i - i - ight day and night
Blue light and it feels alright
'cause I can sing about it

Blue light I keep on dreaming in the blue light
Dreaming of you black and blue light
Singing or screaming in the blue light am I new

Light blue light I keep on dreaming blue light
Light blue light I keep on dreaming blue light
Light blue light I keep on dreaming blue light
Light blue light I keep on dreaming blue light

Blue light I keep on dreaming in the blue light
Dreaming of you black and blue light
Singing or screaming in the blue light am I new

Johnny Lee comes to me when I am dreaming
When I am screaming from a bottomless sleep
Teaches me how to sing circles around all that's
Wicked and spiteful and making me weep
Wicked and spiteful and making me weep

Featherwoman

Written By: Rachael Sage

what are the things that I do best
that nobody else can do
you know I try to behave as if it don't bother me
the way they still compare us two

what are the things that I know how
to paint in a simple light
without the glare of expectation or the curse of avarice
staining the veil of a blushing bride

I'm a featherwoman
I'll give you all my worries
I'll give you everything back you left on my doorstep to
see if I would break

what are the words that I know how
to sing like I've never done
I know the bottle is expensive and I wanna be intense enough to
do more than fill it up

what are the wounds that I can't feel
that everyone else can see
if I could focus on the glory of the love I've had
then I could finally become free

*I'm a featherwoman
I'll give you all my worries
I'll give you everything back you left on my doorstep to
see if I would break

I'm a featherwoman
this is a lost diary entry
and if I rip it up and throw it in this yellow fire would you
still look at me that way

where is the gun I almost held
to rise up against the odds
I don't remember how I ended up an innocent
in the crusade of a kittens claws

where is the grace I almost felt
parade up and down my spine
you know I wanna be courageous like the
lovers and the sages of the mysteries in my mind

Brave Mistake

Written By: Rachael Sage

HE WAS ALONE WHEN SHE WALKED INTO THE ROOM
EVEN THOUGH HE HAD LOADS OF FRIENDS TO TALK TO
NOBODY NOTICED HOW SHE GRIFTED HIS SOUL WITH HER EYES

SHE AFRAID OF NOTHING, SURE OF HERSELF
HE WAS AMAZED SHE LURED HIM OUT OF HIS SHELL
HE WAS IMPRESSED BY EVERY TURN OF HER PHRASE IT WAS LIKE ICE-SKATING

AH-AAAH...THE CRESCENDO
AH-AAAH...THE PORT DE BRAS
AH-AAAH...THE LETTING GO
IN THE CHOREOGRAPHY OF LOVE

THERE IS A MOMENT WHEN YOU SEE YOUR OWN BREATH
BELLOWING FROM YOUR LIPS INTO THE DARKNESS
SOMEBODY PULLS YOU FROM THE OPPOSITE END OF YOUR LIFE

AH-AAAH...THE CRESCENDO
AH-AAAH...THE PORT DE BRAS
AH-AAAH...THE LETTING GO
IN THE CHOREOGRAPHY OF LOVE

SHE WAS AFRAID OF NOTHING, SURE OF HER PART
HE WAS ON FIRE IN WITH SILENCE FRAMING HER HEART
HE WAS AT HOME IN EVERY LINE OF HER
IT WAS LIKE ICE BREAKING

AH-AAAH...THE CRESCENDO
AH-AAAH...THE PORT DE BRAS
AH-AAAH...THE LETTING GO
IN THE CHOREOGRAPHY OF LOVE

AH-AAAH...THE FIGURE EIGHT
AH-AAAH...THE BRAVE MISTAKE
AH-AAAH...THE LIES UNTOLD
IN THE CHOREOGRAPHY OF LOVE

Everything Was Red

Written By: Rachael Sage

I was just a girl who fell in love with judy
everything was red it was never just her shoes
I was just a world overcome with envy
everything was gold...if it belonged to you

oh to be open and willing to begin anew
oh to be open and willing to be a sister to you
oh to be open and willing to let the ghost be gone
oh to be open and willing to be the wiser one

you were just a girl when mama was afraid
she would leave us both well before her time
everything would change when you found your soul-mate

then you went away and I felt left behind
oh to be open and willing to begin anew
oh to be open and willing to be a sister to you
oh to be open and willing to let the ghost be gone
oh to be open and willing to be the wiser one

I spent a lifetime looking over my shoulder
for the one who was older to carry me down
to the river where we used to skip stones
before we skipped chapters of unwritten tomes

I spent a lifetime looking over my shoulder
for the one who was older to carry me down
to the river where we used to skip stones
before we skipped chapters of unwritten tomes

....to begin anew...and be a sister to you
... to let the ghost be gone
oh to be open and willing to be the wiser one

There is Passion

Written By: Rachael Sage

THERE IS PASSION IN EVERYTHING I DO
EVEN WHEN THAT MEANS FALLING FOR THE SHINY AND NEW
AND I DON’T DOUBT IT IF YOU HAD BEEN HERE THE WHOLE TIME
THAT WE WOULD STILL BE TOEING THAT BORDERLESS LINE

AND I DON’T KNOW IF YOU STILL LOVE ME
‘CAUSE I DON’T KNOW IF YOU WERE REALLY MINE
BUT ALL THE TIME THAT YOU WERE RUNNING
I WAS CLEARING MY OWN MIND

THERE IS PASSION IN EVERYONE I KNOW
AND I CHOOSE WISELY THE PEOPLE WHO WILL HELP ME GROW
I’M NO LION YOU KNOW I’M MUCH MORE LIKE A LAMB
BUT I’M DEFIANT WHEN SOMEONE’S TELLING ME I CAN’T

AND I DON’T KNOW IF YOU STILL NEED ME
‘CAUSE I DON’T KNOW IF YOU EVER DID
BUT ALL THE TIME THAT YOU WERE BLEEDING
I WAS BURNING IN MY BED

THERE IS PASSION IN EVERYTHING I DO
EVEN WHEN THAT MEANS LYING TO MYSELF ABOUT YOU
‘CAUSE YOU ARE ONE WAY SOMETIMES I WISH YOU WERE ANOTHER
AND THAT IS SOMETHING THAT WAS SO PAINFUL TO DISCOVER

THERE IS PASSION IN EVERYTHING I DO
EVEN WHEN THAT MEANS FALLING FOR THE SHINY AND NEW
AND I WAS PRESENT WHEN THEY INVENTED THE WORD FLAW
AND GOD KNOWS I’VE HAD MY SHARE OF SCARECROWS IN THE STRAW

AND I DON’T KNOW IF YOU STILL LOVE ME
‘CAUSE YOU DON’T HOLD ME MUCH AT ALL
BUT IF YOU DID YOU’D NEVER LEAVE ME
ALONE AGAIN TO SLIP AND FALL
ALONE AGAIN TO SLIP AND FALL

Big Star

Written By: Rachael Sage

BIG STAR

do you wanna be a big star well
it’s ok to say yes - yes - yes - yes - yes
do you wanna be a rock ‘n roll beauty queen?
get ready for the test - test - test

‘cause you gotta stay skinny you gotta grow tall
you gotta make magic outta nothin’ at all yeah

ooh yeah, ooh yeah who you gonna run to when you
can’t think straight and everybody’s pushin’ you the
same wrong way and everyone’s your lover on your
birthday...ahh-ahhh

do you wanna be a big star well
it’s ok to say yes - yes - yes - yes - yes
do you wanna do the rock ‘n roll beauty scene
you’re never gonna get your rest - rest - rest

‘cause you gotta fight your enemies you gotta fight friends
you gotta fight depression when the whole shit ends yeah

CHORUS

ooooh...you can come to me ain’t gonna let them know
ooooh...never let them see any weakness show
do you wanna be a big star well
it’s ok to say yes - yes - yes - yes - yes
you’re gonna have to learn to guess - guess - guess

‘cause you gotta know the answers you gotta know ‘em quick
you gotta make it better when they all feel sick yeah

CHORUS

Hope's Outpost

Written By: Rachael Sage

HOPE’S OUTPOST

when I came to you I was holding on by the
thinnest thread by the sharpest shard and
I don’t know what I needed most was it your
holy water or your hope’s outpost been a
long time up and down this crossroads been a
long time up and down this rollercoaster and I

don’t wanna be the victim here but it’s
plain to see what’s perfectly clear you
came to me with open arms now you’re
leaving me for someone else’s charms
you’re leaving me for someone else’s charms

spent my whole life searching for the answer to the question that I
never believed was all that worh the asking
at the bottom of the ocean, the center of the chasm was
all that I could do to keep my head above the action beeen a
long time up and down this crossroads been a
long time up and down this rollercoaster and I

CHORUS

distance is a funny thing it creeps up on you like tickling
never see it coming until you hear your own scream
when no one is around, when everyone is gone
I howl at the moon ‘til the break of dawn

CHORUS

Invisible Light

Written By: Rachael Sage

I know it’s wrong but every time you look at me
I see the stars of denial in your eyes
Secretive and strong I know you’re no good for me
But we belong between silence and surprise

Would you be my hope
Would you be my hope on a Saturday night
Would you be my hope
Would be my soulful invisible light

Invisible light…invisible light shining down on me
Invisible light…invisible light would you set me free

I know it’s wrong but every time you’re touching me
I hear the Song of Solomon in your hands
Sacred and strong – a Kabbalistic mystery
But we belong between stillness and the dance

Would you be my hope
Would you be my hope on a Saturday night
Would you be my hope
Would be my soulful invisible light

Invisible light…invisible light shining down on me
Invisible light…invisible light would you set me free

And in the middle of the darkest night
I can feel your leaves shaking I can feel your branches breaking
In the beginning of the morning light I can feel the tide tearing us apart

Would you be my hope
Would you be my hope on a Saturday night
Would you be my hope
Would be my soulful invisible light

Invisible light…invisible light shinin’ down on me
Invisible light…invisible light would you set me free

New Destination

Written By: Rachael Sage

I don't know why it feels like you're drowning in the ocean
I don't know why it feels like you're drowning in the sky
I don't know why it hurts when your body is in motion
The taxi driver's goin' slow, still your head is spinning - why?

Maybe it's a new destination fighting with your old frame of mind
Let go of your old situation and you'll be fine
Maybe it's a new destination no one ever gets to on time
Let go of your old hesitation and see the sign
This is the unfinished line

I don't know why it feels like you're swinging through the jungle
Every hope is a mist when what you need's a waterfall
You've got no one to please and every step is just a stumble
Every tree is a tease that you'll never be as tall

Maybe it's a new destination fighting with your old frame of mind
Let go of your old situation and you'll be fine
Maybe it's a new destination no one ever gets to on time
Let go of your old hesitation and see the sign
This is the unfinished line

Love's gonna wait for you to climb back up that hill
Life is a state of celebrating your free will...free will

(CHORUS)

Barbed Wire

Written By: Rachael Sage

this time when you came around
I only wanted to break you down
I only wanted to watch you come apart

this time when you came to call
I only wanted your guard to fall
I only wanted to shake your hidden heart

can you blame me, would you shame me I'm so
sick and tired of all this waiting
save me or disengage me I'm undignified
by all this ambivalence holding me back like barbed wire

last night when you took my hand
I only wanted to be quicksand
I only wanted to drown you with desire

last night when you touched my cheek
I only wanted to hear you speak
as tears fell down like liquid wildfire

(chorus)

is your kiss a dangerous tempestuous twister
are your eyes the howling wind or just a drafty door

(repeat 1st verse and 1st chorus)

Alive

Written By: Rachael Sage

I am Frida waiting for Diego to arrive
I am microfilm being pulled from the archive
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

I’m a Paris runway underneath a couture dress
I’m an innocent man and the killer just confessed
Ohhh...it’s good to be alive

It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

I am the Olympics where nobody ever cheats
I’m losing my virginity in purple satin sheets
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

You fuel me like a candle flickering inside the dark
You save me like the daughters on Noah’s floating ark
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

You you hold me with the gravity of Siberian snow
All the light in you is all I’ll ever need to know
Ohhh...it’s good to be alive

It’s good to be alive, it’s good to be alive
Ohh...it’s good to be a...ohh it’s good to be a...
Ohh...it’s good to be alive

Spark

Written By: Rachael Sage

It’s always easy to be open to a stranger
It’s always easy to be someone else at night
It’s always easy to be brave when you’re in danger
Hold me like a candle, shine me like a light

Hold on, hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your name but I can see you in the dark
On hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark

It’s never easy to be open to a loved-one
Inevitably there is too much expectation
It’s never easy to be open to a loved-one
Hold me like a stranger, I will never lie

Hold on, hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your name but I can see you in the dark
Oh hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark

It’s always easy to be open to a stranger
It’s always easy to be someone else at night
It’s always easy to be brave when you’re in danger
Hold me like a candle, shine me like a light…

Hold on, hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your name but I can see you in the dark
Oh hold on, hold on to me angel
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark
I don’t know your secrets but I feel you like a spark

Tomorrow

Written By: Rachael Sage,James Mastro

When great is a euphemism for evil
When faithful's a euphemism for cruel
When truth is a euphemism for treason
Then winner is a synonym for a fool

But tomorrow is blue sky and the answer to the reason why
People are crazy but you're not crazy and neither am I

When vision is a euphemism for blindness
When brave is a euphemism for bleak
When hope is a euphemism for hatred
Then torture is listening to you speak

But tomorrow is blue sky and the answer to the reason why
People are crazy but you're not crazy and neither am I

This is the season not to fall down on the ground
Gather all of your strength and receive every sound
This is the season not to succumb to the noise
Gather all of your dreams and believe in your voice

'Cause tomorrow is wide eyes
And the answer to the child that cries
People are crazy but you're not crazy…

'Cause tomorrow is cool rain
And the answer to the cloud's refrain
People are crazy but you're not crazy…

Discography

Myopia (2018)
Joy! EP (2018)
The Tide EP (2017)
Choreographic (2016)
Blue Roses (2014)
New Destination EP (2014)
Haunted By You (2012)
Delancey Street (2010)
Chandelier (2008)
The Blistering Sun (2006)
Ballads & Burlesque (2004)
Public Record (2003)
Illusion's Carnival (2002)
Painting Of A Painting (2001)
Smashing The Serene (1998)
Morbid Romantic (1996)