Wild Swan

by Joanna Wallfisch

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Nights are made for dreaming, Any dream will do. Nights are made for dancing Until the morning dew. This night I dream of you, A sparkle in my mind. I close my eyes and make a wish And wait for what I find. This night the rain is falling, The stars are hidden well. The moon conceals it's every step, Yet, even I can tell That this night is made for loving, My night I give to you. And we shall dance together Until the morning dew... Wild Swan ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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Windfall 07:15
A silent breath, a thought, a sigh, Just a breeze of winter passing by A wind fall clears the sky. He takes my hand and asks to dance. I say, 'no, I cannot take this chance' The beauty of his glance. Running only where the wind falls With no sound at all Falling leaves begin to call... A silent breath, a thought, a sigh, Just a breeze of winter passing by A wind fall clears the sky. Again he reaches out for me, Letting go I find him dancing free, A lonesome melody. Running only where the wind fall With no sound at all, Leafless trees our secrets call Falling free silently Winters breeze warming me. Secrets call May the Wind Fall.... ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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Wild Swan 04:18
Sleepless nights spent walking Through the leafless parks of Brooklyn A Wild Swan glides and watches The dance of two hearts dreaming. Our eyes were wildley tracing All of the shadows of the trees The winter spell of Christmas Has brought us to our knees The glow of his reflection His black eyes burning through me. The silence of his moving The way he disappears Into the cold dark winter He left me with no tears. This Wild Swan never knew me, Though we loved for many years. We went East to find the sunrise Since this night and day were one. But too cold we gave up and went home We slept through the rising sun. Now in the light of day The very same trees sway But no shadows trace our footsteps All our dreams have flown away. For it seems that this Wild Swan Was a dream before our eyes, A vision of desire felt beneath the Brooklyn skies. The glow of his reflection His black eyes burning through me. The silence of his moving The way he disappears Into the cold dark winter He left me with no tears. This Wild Swan never knew me, Though we loved for many years. ©J.Wallfisch 2012
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The dawn outside is breaking, It whispers to me secrets. Never in my life would I ever tell The sweetness of this day. When waking from my dreams I find myself in flight. A mystery to me, This bright eternal night. It got me in its sight. And as the sun is rising It burns through my heart slowly. Fortune tellers say, 'never tell a lie, 'For all of the stars know. 'They'll colour all your dreams, 'They'll find you when you hide" This mystery, it seems, is living deep inside. It rises with the tide. Rising, burning, dreaming, breathing. Open your eyes and see that we're just human, Longing to find that other to believe in. Open your heart and feel the power to be. The curtain of today draws in A blue velvet sky over. Silently the earth spins another tale For all of us dreaming. It caught us in its web, will never let us go. A never ending dance, enticing us to know, Eternal Ebb and Flow... ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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She with her red ruby lipstick, Poised like a bird on the wire, She with her leopard print shoes on Her eyes flashing green were on fire. He with his gold buttoned blazer, He'd smile if his jeans weren't too tight. He caught her eyes in the mirror Of the unisex toilet that night. The look on the face of East London, Two Panthers about to break free. She with her aubern curls fallen Just to the hook of her nose Uttered a word from her perfect red lips As a petal might fall from a rose. He with his designer moustache A quivering on his top lip. He reached out his signet ring finger And followed the line of her hip. The look on the face of East London, Two Panthers about to break free. Flashing like Egyptian emeralds, Dashing at wild cat speed. Crashing to eart in the morning, The aftermath of the stampede. They with their artistic apathy Running amok in the street, Leopard Print heels causing havoc, Pipe cleaner jeans looking sweet. He with his swallow tattoos And she with her flashing green eyes, They met their bo-ho-chic ending When a wild cat ate them alive. The look on the face of East London, Two Panthers about to break free. Flashing like Egyptian emeralds, Dashing at wild cat speed. Crashing to eart in the morning, The aftermath of the stampede. ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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I Could Tell You that I love you But I don't know that I do. I could tell you that I need you To be mine alone and true. I could kiss you with a passion That was born of fire and rain But I shall not let myself go Til I thought you felt the same. I could tell you all my secrets Let you in beyond my heart. Give you the key to everything Give you the running start. I could tell you that I love you Though I see in your blue eyes A vacant, fearful shimmer Reflecting cloudy skies. I could lose myself inside your arms Your kisses let me drink. I could drown in your caresses With a prayer to swim, not sink. Yet I fear it's an impression I sense a great illusion. The longing for true love That resides in rouge confusion. If I told you that I love you And you looked at me that way I would weep relief and sadness As I weep for yesterday. For I know what true love is... An adventure short and long. I could tell you that I love you, But only in this song. I could tell you that I love you But I don't know that I do. I could tell you that I love you Til the word is black and blue. I could tell you that I love you, But I don't know that I do. So I'll tell you, Though, I love you. My love can't belong to you. ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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The sea, the sea, oh beautiful sea. My love, to see, how it captures me. The sea, oh sea, the powerful sea. Will you relent, and just let me be? The ocean is a powerful beast, It loves you with its wrath. Welcomes you with waving arms And takes you in one breath. Beautiful Ocean, oooh. Beautiful Ocean, oooh. The deep, the shining blue of you, The taste, the touch and thrill of you, The tipping and the tide of you, The deepest blue, near black of you. And as you dip me in your arms, You bend and twist me with your charms. Oh how long for more, yet breathless calm, Relent I plead, I mean no harm. You take and drown me, smother and smooth. I take your lead, I feel your groove. And with each wave I close my eyes, Your sandy grounds are my new skies. Beautiful Ocean, oooh. Beautiful Ocean, oooh. The deep, the shining blue of you, The taste, the touch and thrill of you, The tipping and the tide of you, The deepest blue, near black of you. The sea, oh sea, my sea, How I love you, will you love me? The sea, oh sea, never will be For ocean, beast, forever is free... ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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Ever since happiness hear your name It has been running through the streets trying to find you. And several times in the past week God Himself has come to my door So sweetly asking for your address. Wanting the beautiful warmth of your hearts fire.
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My Wish 01:37
I wish upon a star That you'll love me, When you've learnt to be... ©J.Wallfisch 2011/12
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Suzanne 05:57

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"[Wild Swan] establishes Wallfisch's distinctive talent from the first note to the last...Joanna's voice is strong, natural and distinctive, and the band is superb. This is a lovely, romantic, atmospheric album, hopefully the first of many to come... " - All About Jazz

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released March 9, 2012

Featuring: Art Hirahara - Piano, Joe Martin - Bass, Rob Garcia - Drums, Sam Newsome - Soprano Saxophone, Jay Vilnai - Guitar.
Recorded by Peter Karl on 20th December 2011 at The Douglas Street Studios, Brooklyn, NYC.
Mixed and Mastered by Michael Perez-Cisneros.
Photography by Julia Halpin
© 2012 Joanna Wallfisch All rights reserved

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Joanna Wallfisch New York, New York

Hailed by pianist Fred Hersch as “a real discovery—a first-rate musician in every way,” British vocalist / composer Joanna Wallfisch has built an impressive profile since her move to New York in 2012. Her third record, Gardens In My Mind, showcases pure vocals and poetic lyrics as she weaves together singer-songwriter, folk, jazz, contemporary and indie pop music. ... more

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