QUOTES

“Sometimes, just sometimes, a record comes along and stops you in your tracks.” - Lonesome Highway

“Sure enough, her writing and singing are both full of soul. Absorb this and be moved.” - Americana UK

”Heartfelt without ever feeling mawkish or cliche, Moon Child is a rumination on love, loss and aging that celebrates the beauty and pain of nature’s implacable progression and the fleeting nature of our lives. Smith perfectly captures the human tendency to alternately struggle against and flow with the natural world and the passage of time.” - Adventures in Americana

“Moon Child is a great listen. Intimately personal with a wry sense of humor, Kelley takes the listener on a journey of becoming. A deep look inward to which we can all relate in one way or another.” - Dave Simonett (Trampled by Turtles)

“Kelley has performance sparkle that’s simply youthful. It belies innocence without being sugary...Kelley is similar in tradition to New Zealand’s marvelous Jenny Mitchell. Ladies who don’t adhere to the path of showboating yet exhibit extraordinary songwriting & performance skills.” - John Apice (Americana Highways)

LYRICS

MOON CHILD

Moon child, moon child, come back to bed. The night is for dreamers, so lay down your head.  
She knocks at my window, her light kisses my face. The night is for dreamers, so I am awake.  
 
Moon child, I beg you, you're floating away. I'll hold you awhile, and I'll help you to stay.  
She pulls me to tree tops, beneath the stars I sway. I'll bring one home to you, my anchor, my stay.  
 
Moon child, beware of what lurks round the bend. The night is for shadows, so lend me your hand.  
Her light leads me gently, beyond the crooked way. I'll pass through the shadows, as night leads to day.  
 
Moon child, the night is for dreamers like us. So I'll be the tether, to your wanderlust.  
The night lifts and bends me to places I must go. Yet if I am falling, I'll be falling home. And my anchor, I'll love ya to that old moon and back. 
 
MARRIAGE
 
Warm your skin on mine, my honey-do. Summer's gone and I'm still lovin' you.  
Seems we close our eyes and wake up old. Stay with me, my shelter from the cold.  
 
Run your fingers through my gold and grey. Love, be kind, remember me this way.  
Steady hands to fill my empty cup. It's enough, love, it's enough.  
 
Did we almost lose each other, in the arms of one another?  
 
I'd be blind to be forgettin' you. Help me see behind those baby blues.  
I still got my spark, and you, your charm. So take these years into your lovin' arms.  
 
Did we almost lose each other, in the arms of one another?  
Just look me in the eyes, and come home. Oh, come home.  
 
Winter's comin' and we'll hunker down. Feed a fire, here, that won't burn out.  
Find some patience and some kindness, too. Melt the ice that grew in me, and you. 
 
DUST
 
Just another early morn. The sun came up without you.  
The world keeps spinnin' like my head is spinnin'.  
It's all the same, and that's more than I can bear.  
 
The birds, they greet the day with songs of old. Songs they hold for those bowed low.  
They fly free just like a sign for you and me  
That this gravity will give way some day, some day.  
 
From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.  
The peace, the pain of every season's change.  
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine  
And now you've slipped through my fingers.  
Dust.  
 
It's not that I'm afraid for you. You'll be light, and I'll be blue. 
'Cause I can't recognize a world without your smile.  
It's not the same. It'll take a little time.  
 
From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.  
The peace, the pain of every season's change.  
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine  
And now you've slipped through my fingers.  
 
Time walks on, and so will I. The sun went down without you.  
But you lie deep beneath the flower beds, in my head.  
Still your love nurtures me, oh.  
 
From dust we come and, lord, to dust we will return.  
The peace, the pain of every season's change.  
Seems like yesterday your hand was warming mine  
And now you've slipped through my fingers.  
Seems like yesterday I opened up my hands and set you free.  
Dust. 
 
TEA AND WHISKEY
 
I'm a fool, I'm a fool. Makin' castles in the air with you. Oh, what a state I'm in.  
'Cause I'm a child, I'm a child. Reflecting for a little while…in your laughin' eyes.  
 
I am old and I am new. So take me back, and lead me on…to my dreams of you.  
 
We'll make a bed on the moon. Grow a garden. And set a table for two.  
We'll come and go as we please. There's no demandin'.  
Just you and me, tea and whiskey.  
 
Well I run, oh how I run. Far away, so far from the dreamer that I was.  
How I find, oh how I find just a little bit of her when…you look at me and smile.  
 
I am old and I am new. So take me back, and lead me on…to my dreams of you.  
 
We'll make a bed on the moon. Grow a garden. And set a table for two.  
We'll come and go as we please. There's no demandin'.  
Just you and me, tea and whiskey.  
 
If we could shed this skin. Come on and shed this skin.  
We'll find ourselves again. We're findin' home.  
 
I'm just a wiser girl, and you're a little boy makin' due With all that weighs on you.  
So come with me, wild and free, and we'll go singin' and dancin'…beneath the fadin' stars.  
 
We'll make a bed on the moon. Grow a garden. And set a table for two.  
We'll come and go as we please. There's no demandin'.  
Just you and me, tea and whiskey. 
Just you and me, tea and whiskey. 
 
I’LL LET GO
 
I've been hangin' on for so long  
And never hoping for a thing.  
You say that I am bound for good  
And a little faith'll give me wings.  
 
Well am I flyin', am I fallin'  
Here at the edge of everything?  
Am I the tired fool for tryin'  
Here at the edge of me?  
 
Take me now, to the end of my rope.  
Beyond what I think I know.  
Lay me down in the autumn leaves.  
Hold me. And I'll let go.  
Woah, woah, I'll let go.  
 
Spent too many miles trippin'  
On who I was and I could be.  
Am I surrendered, am I driftin'?  
Is that old fight a' leavin' me?  
 
What do you do with an undoin'  
Of what you thought you had to be?  
Well, I'll cut my hair and go out singin'  
Beneath the old oak trees.  
 
Take me now, to the end of the road.  
Beyond what I think I know.  
Lay me down in the autumn leaves.  
Hold me. And I'll let go.  
Woah, woah, I'll let go.  
Woah, woah, I'll let go.  
Woah, woah, I'll let go. 

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