Living On the Edge of Death Preview Video

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“I Was Meant To Fly To Be Beautiful” #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter

 

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I’m shedding my skin

I’m not resisting

I’m embracing the change ahead

It wouldn’t be wise I feel to do this

I’m accepting the new change in me

I must accept my path that has led me here 

to this place to see this change

Grab it, grow, recognize it and embrace it

It is good

Change is good

It has to happen when you fight for good

Or you can’t get past bad

It feels unfamiliar and unsure 

It can be scary but I’ve made so much change already

All I have to do is grab the security to me that I know

To go forward with this change

My change is extreme and drastic 

As mountains and storms are

But this is my change and I have to take it

I want to get to the good that’s coming to me

I’ll fall into it like the caterpillar coming out of its shell

I was meant to fly and be beautiful

I won’t miss this chance again.

“Waste Of Time” #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #leisuretime

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It’s never a waste of time to drink a cup of tea

Take your time swallowing it, tasting it

Sitting down while you’re drinking it

It’s never a waste of time to sit and do nothing

To wait for the sign of what to do next

To hear someone else’s meaning of life

To take in a moment and feel an empathetic reaction.

Sample of "Living On the Edge of Death" EP Exclusive For My Fans Out Now #exclusiverelease #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #indiepop #electronic #livingontheedgeofdeath

 

My  journey to longevity in life outside of  my comfort zone exclusively in this title track as well as the magic that comes from it for my fans on sale now at my EPK. Bless you for supporting me and loving me.

Sample preview of the EP.

“Like a Road Map” Full Song Lyric Update #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #likearoadmap

 

Photo by Lori Jean Finnila 

Verse

My eyes puff and have dark marks

One a bit more obvious

The other has a lid that hangs

From the horrible undiscussable blow

But it’s the one too anyway that has a scar already

From another abuse when I was thrown

Into the cupboard corner of my garage

Doctor had to sew me up with his eyes looking down

Thank God you can’t see that one too much now

Chorus

Please don’t mind me

From my brain injury

It’s really not that bad

Not compared to what’s on my body now

like a road map

Verse

I have lumps 

That look like humps

On the insides of my legs

That were pulled on when a family member

Came out to see me

my elbows on my arms

Lost their muscle - all I see is bone

Chorus

Verse

I tried to send faxes to the governor 

Of my black and blue arms

When I could separate the timing from the abuse

When there was a standstill 

Never heard anything back

But thought to put the word out anyway

So I can change it for the rest

I’m still here 

I can make change

As long as I can walk 

And talk

For someone else

Chorus

Updated “No More Beauty Than This” #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #lyrics

 

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Verse

Your head lays on the bed

Your beautiful eyes 

shine in the light

Your face, your look serene

Coming at me

Chorus

You’re the morning

My light

My sunshine

There’s no more beauty than this

You in front of me

Verse

Everything you are right now

I can mold you into a statue in my mind 

and see it everyday

You never have to move

And I’ll be perfectly happy

Chorus

Verse

If you ever do move I’ll be lost

How will I get through my day

How will I get through my life

If you moved out of my view

Bridge

I know at some point you have to

But I will hold the outline of you 

your contour in my mind

For my day the rest of my life

And wait for this moment again

Chorus

“Hit On My Head” #headinjury #mold #symptoms #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter

 

Photo by Александр at Pexels.com.

My nose gruffles

The air is thick

I’m feeling dizzy

I’m coughing

Thinking I’m losing my mind

I’m remembering things years ago

Like they’re yesterday

not sure of their proper time frame

It dawns-my hit on the head-but it can’t be 

because it doesn’t seem practical

Aaah I’m thinking clear now

it was the mold in the apartment 

I hear it takes your brain

Oh I have to fix this

I will

Just a crack in the window

I’m feeling better

I’m thinking clearer

I’m still getting flashes in my life

I can’t line up the  times to 

Oh that’s right I was hit on the head.

Sweet Dancing Angels (remix)

“A Bitchin’ Girl” #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #bitchinwoman

Image by Brigitte Werner from Pixabay (this is what I feel) 

I got inspired by this watching indoor bungee type of exercise, can’t find it again now to give you the name. I want so bad to do this. I’m always challenged now minorly hurting myself trying so many new forms of sport (punching bag, hand stand yoga trapeze, sometimes yoga backbends, uh, etc……

Whoops I broke a bone again

Can’t use my arms

Can’t use my hands

My legs hurt

But I’m gonna get back on that ride

I know I can do it again

It just hurts for a short while

I know I can heal to do it one more time

I get apprehensive too

But I want to keep my body going

Don’t want to sag

Don’t want to scare myself in the mirror

Want to think long

Longer than I do now 

Why do I think I can do all these things

And not hurt myself again

Not to be able to get back up again 

I’m just a crazy girl

A crazy little girl

She sees her sexy reflection 

No matter what the truth is

She’s  just a crazy little girl

Who loves herself too much for the world

I’m not who I was 20 years ago

My mind doesn’t relate to this though

I don’t check my steps

Watch every move I make

To not break a bone

But I’m still a bitchin’ girl.

Love For Me? #lorijeanfinnila #singersongwriter #love #beautifulman

 

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The beautiful skin

Demeanor with wit

A smile with energy, gold

Is that too much to ask

A man on his knee just for me

My shiny hair only for his hands

My eyes only to glow for him

Am I too old for this

Please lead  me a path to my man

A carpet to my heart

Permission for me to love.