"Three Roses" ©2015 Nicole Dillenberg & Kristina Jacobsen

Daddy was a Godly man
a Baptist through and through
guess the rules did not apply 
when he found someone new

Looking through the stained glass darkly
fragments all I see
Love suffers much
and so did I 
when he chose to go free

With all those pretty souls to save
he had much to do
God's up there and we're down here
and Dad, I needed you

You left three roses
yellow, white and red
I got the white one
you kissed me on the head
to me you hung the moon,
the sunset and the dawn

But you drifted further
out of orbit
until you were gone, gone, gone.

Now I am a woman grown
with children of my own
just the other day 
I called Dad on the telephone

Told him that my man and me
can't see eye to eye
we can't seem to get along
no matter how we try

Dad said I'm sorry things are rough
but you need to be brave
God's up there and we're down here
and there're still souls to save

He left three roses
yellow, white and red
I got the white one
and my heart, how it bled

You see, he hung the moon,
the sunset and the dawn
but he drifted further,
out of orbit
until he was gone, gone, gone.

Yellow was for my sister
for Mama, a red farewell
White for his tomboy
and that's how our household fell

He left three roses
yellow, white and red
he said he loved us,
would work to keep us fed

To me, he hung the moon 
the sunset and the dawn
but he drifted further
out of orbit
until he was gone, gone, gone.
 
"When Snow Falls on Salinas" ©2015 Nicole Dillenberg & Maria Blom

He found some work in Chico
was gonna set things right
clear his debts, pay the bills
come on home and hold her tight

But he passed out on the platform
and slept right through the train
he was on another bender
but swears he's gonna change

Now they square off like two boxers
in a freezing old hotel
it's like something out of Steinbeck
when it's all gone straight to hell

How many other women
have walked down these same halls?
Knocked upon these doors,
cried behind these walls?

How many ragtag lovers
How many wounded prides
How many lives were squandered
in this cold, old-fashioned dive?

When snow falls on Salinas,
he'll be true
when children stop growing,
when birds land on the moon

She wonders how long this time
before he slips away
He's her personal Lazarus
her Dorian Gray

Nothing seems to age him
He's still got that same smile
maybe now he'll mean it 
when he begs to reconcile

When snow falls on Salinas,
he'll be true
when children stop growing,
when birds land on the moon

How many other women
have walked down these same halls?
Knocked upon these doors,
cried behind these walls?

How many ragtag lovers
how many wounded prides,
how many vows were broken
in this cold, old-fashioned dive?

When snow falls on Salinas
when snow falls on Salinas
when snow falls on Salinas...

 
"Veil of Lace" ©2013 by Nicole Dillenberg

I know that expression
I know that look
you can't fool me
I wrote the book
on your veil of tears

Another friend
beat you down the aisle
You grin and bear it
you sit and smile,
while the elephant in the room with you
won't follow through,
He won't be true

A veil of lace
veil of lace
veil of lace
won't touch your face

But you don't cut your losses,
or walk away
though it's not fair in any way,
You choose to stay

It'll never happen
it'll never be
he'll bleed you dry
you wait and see

I hope I'm wrong
Now, that's food for thought,
since it seemed you'd gotten
what I could not

A veil of lace
veil of lace
veil of lace won't touch your face

He's a lost cause
a black hole
a sacred relic
a lost lamb
and it's getting old,
and he's getting old

I know that expression
I know that look
your veil of lace
has come unhooked

A veil of lace
veil of lace
veil of lace
won't touch your face...