tess parks

photograph by matt ritson

NEW SONG "WHEN I AM YOUNG"

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We are trav'ling in the footsteps

Of those who've gone before,

And we'll all be reunited,

On a new and sunlit shore,

Oh, when the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the saints go marching in

And when the sun refuse to shine

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the sun refuse to shine

And when the moon turns red with blood

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the moon turns red with blood

Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the trumpet sounds its call

Some say this world of trouble,

Is the only one we need,

But I'm waiting for that morning,

When the new world is revealed.

Oh When the new world is revealed

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the new world is revealed

Oh, when the saints go marching in

Lord, how I want to be in that number

When the saints go marching in

desperately in need of some stranger's hand

in a desperate land

lost in a Roman wilderness of pain

and

all the children are insane

saint valentine

flowers and chocolate from my boy and walking around london seeing all the different types of love. i'm humbled and overwhelmed and in love.

xxxxxxx

Over bridge of sighs
To rest my eyes in shades of green
Under dreamin' spires
To Itchycoo Park, that's where I've been

What did you do there?
I got high
What did you feel there?
Well I cried
But why the tears there?
I'll tell you why
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be niceand have fun in the sun

Tell you what I'll do (what will you do?)
I'd like to go there now with you
You can miss out school (won't that be cool)
Why go to learn the words of fools?
What will we do there?
We'll get high
What will we touch there?
We'll touch the sky
But why the tears then?
I'll tell you why

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful

I feel inclined to blow my mind
Get hung up feed the ducks with a bun
They all come out to groove about
Be nice and have fun in the sun

It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
It's all too beautiful
Ha! It's all too beautiful

tess parks live at the cobden club february 4 2010

2009

i feel bad for not using this.

i'm back in toronto after 3 months of london. it's been kind of wild. a little bit unexpected. i just got a new passport and a two year work visa for the UK, so i don't know if i'll be coming back to canada to live for a while... it breaks my heart but it seems like the best thing for me to do if i want to do music. i'm scared of failure and rejection but the friends i've made in london are worth all of my efforts. i feel so lucky to know the people in my life.

i was supposed to go to new york city today, but i didn't.

i promise to write more, but for now i'm going to enjoy the rest of this year and kiss my boyfriend until he has to leave again.

x tp