The Lyrics of Lisa Ann Swain

Glossed Souls

My Mister Goodbye
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Every Hello
Comes with it’s own pretty lie
Staying’s not your style
My Mister Goodbye
Too many times
These words you’ve weaved before
Afraid to believe
And let you back in
You’ll just change your mind

I can’t believe
You’re here today
But you won’t stay
Breezed back in
And hit replay
Kissed me senseless
Left defenseless
To be swayed

Not again
Not this time
I was once a fool
With my eyes shut tight
But not blind
My lesson learned
A new frame of mind

Still you want me, doesn’t matter
Hour glass I’ve shattered
My idle lips
Stranded without your kiss
Instead blew time’s sand
Back to the sea
Like myself, it’s now free
You see My Mister Goodbye
Without a new beginning
No endings
This last goodbye
Is finally mine

Babe
You’re here today
But never stay
Breezed back in
And hit replay
Kissed me senseless
But not defenseless
To be swayed

Not again
Not this time
No longer a fool
My eyes opened wide
They’re not blind
I’ve had enough
I refuse to try

Yes
You’re here today
No need to stay
Breezed back in
But I won’t play
Not one more kiss
To mourn or miss
It’s good bye

This time the goodbye is mine
Mister Goodbye

Quill & Blood
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If I were to write you now with quill and ink
It would be in my own blood
A reminder of my testament
I bled for you and love
On scented parchment
I’d spill my secrets just before
I ask you let me explain
Where the words would pour
Such lovely words would pour

It wouldn’t take long to write
I’ve rehearsed the words a thousand times
A thousand times
But our stars haven’t crossed
In a silent while, in a silent while, in a si-lent while

I can’t see you face to face
So I must write my own words
For you to read
And hope that when you finish
Finally you will see
The one who loves you most
Happens to be me

I’m no angel
Not ever been a paper doll
with a paper heart
I’m sure not made of plastic
That can be pulled apart
No my arms are very real
And in them I hope you’ll feel
More love than you’ve ever felt before

If I were to scribe you now with quill and
ink
It would be in my own blood
A scarlet letter of my confession
I present to you Love
On perfumed parchment
I’ll spill my secrets of heart
Begging you to hear me out
Where the words will pour

It won’t take long to write you
I’ve rehearsed the words a thousand times
But our paths haven’t crossed
In a silent while, in a silent while

I can not look you in the face
So I must write my own words
For you to read
And hope that when you finish
Finally you will see
The one that loves you forever
And that’s always me

Because no one
And I vow no one
Will ever love you more
Love you more

Pretty Things
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Neither butterflies or angels
Can fly with broken wings
Nor can they soar
When tethered by strings
But you don’t really care
In your quest to possess
Such pretty things
If you’re happy, that’s all that matters

I cry now because she was both
Once upon a time, once upon a time
A colorful creature
Of gentle soul
Who breathed the divine

She trusted you like the wind
Thought you’d carry her higher
But that was never the plan
Instead
Her freedom you stole
Her wings laced with holes
She was restrained not by chains
But by your silver band

But by your silver band
But by your silver band

You say you long for beauty
In a world uninspiring
Yet you’re blind to the ugliness
You hide
As you sit, watching her dying
Fading more day by day

How much more would she have become
How high could she have flown
If she were free
Not claimed for your own
But you have never cared
In your quest to possess
A pretty thing
But you’re happy and that’s what matters

I cry now because she was both
Once upon a time, once upon a time
A colorful creature
Of gentle soul
Who breathed the divine

She trusted you like the wind
Thought you’d carry her higher
But that was never the plan
Instead
Her freedom you stole
Her wings laced with holes
She was restrained not by chains
But by your silver band
But by your silver band
But by your silver band

You say you long for beauty
In a world uninspiring
Yet you’re blind to the ugliness
You hide
As you sit, watching her dying
Fading more day by day

But by your silver band
But by your silver band
But by your silver band
But by your silver band
But by your silver band
But by your silver band
Day by day

Inside she is dying
But only you matter

Silver Cup
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There’s a sadness in your eyes 
I’ve never seen before 
Or has it always been there 
Like a small faded scar 
One hidden in the depths 
Of the beauty of who you are 
Or is it, melancholy new 
A fresher wound of woe 
Left unclean without those tears 
That you dam up and never show 
And never show 

Maybe the time has come 
To let yourself weep 
If you would just realize 
Tears never make a man look weak 

So if I held you close 
Would you let them flow 
I’d catch them up in a silver cup 
Sip on them slow 
So that if I caused even one of them 
I’ll choke on it and know 

Yes, there’s a look of sorrow 
I’ve never seen before 
Has anyone else noticed 
If they have, do they care 
Because it hurts my heart 
To think you’re shrouded by despair 
Such a kind, gentle soul you are 
I’d rather lose my tongue 
Than be the one who hurt you 
No, I don’t want to be that one 

Babe, the time has come 
To let yourself weep 
If you would just realize 
Tears never made a man look weak 


So if I hold you close 
Will you let them flow 
I’ll catch them up in a silver cup 
Sip on them slow 
So that if I caused even one of them 
I’ll choke on it and know 

So let them flow 
I’ll drink them up in a silver cup 
And if I caused even one 
I’ll know

Chasing Beauty

The Ties That Bind
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Sometimes the ties that bind
Can’t be explained, neither can they break
Just stretched when one falls behind
The other stands and waits
And sometimes the ties that bind
Can’t be explained, but with bated breath
Each misstep our lover takes, the patience of a saint

There are ties that bind us, reach out without fear,
My outstretched hand
Won’t let you go but instead pull you near
Cause babe, our path’s been cleared

Heart strings like wings unseen, mine of leather
Yours are of feather down
Like a windblown wishing weed
Leaves her dandelion gown
And without a single sound
Our souls take flight, bound together tight
Though miles apart along the ground
In one, the other’s found

There are ties that bind us, reach out without fear,
My outstretched hand
Won’t let you go but instead pull you near
Cause babe, our path’s been cleared

This is what we’ve waited for
Everything we’ve waited for

There are ties that bind us, reach out without fear,
My outstretched hand
Won’t let you go but instead pull you near
Cause babe, our path’s been cleared
There are ties that bind us, reach out without fear,
My outstretched hand
Won’t let you go but instead pull you near
Cause babe, our path’s been cleared

This is what we’ve waited for
Everything we’ve waited for

Like Veronika
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I’m afraid to see my future die
Like my past, no goodbye
I wonder if I could even try to stop time

To live life

Veronika thought to die
Changed her mind
Her reason was love

All she ever wants inside
To belong to someone

To live life

All I ever really wanted was to find the one I’m waiting for
To adore, nothing more
But sometimes I just can’t find the thing I need to make my dull life shine
And the suffocating pain of waiting’s like I can’t come up for air
Veronika

I want the chance to find her again
Because she’s in my head

To live life

Veronika thought to die
Changed her mind
Her reason was love

Love Life

Will-o’-Wisp
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Numbness cries like soft lullabies
That rock me back to sleep
Heaven nor hell, for I’m just a shell
Alive by a heart that beats

Emotions slumber
As though they’re all under
The sandman’s spell

Pain won’t come ‘cause I can’t feel
I don’t even know if I’m still real
Or just a dream of my own making
Will-o’-wisp gone with morning’s breaking
Pain won’t come ‘cause I can’t feel
I don’t even know if I’m still real
Still with each breath I’m taking
Will-o’-wisp gone with morning’s breaking

A will-o’-wisp in the making
A will-o’-wisp in the making

There’s a madness in my head
Where my dreams all lived before
Every wish seen, and so i believed
A life I should adore

But now something’s changed
It all seems so strange, I question what
Was it all for?

Pain won’t come ‘cause I can’t feel
I don’t even know if I’m still real
Or just a dream of my own making
Will-o’-wisp gone with morning’s breaking
Pain won’t come ‘cause I can’t feel
I don’t even know if I’m still real
Still with each breath I’m taking
Will-o’-wisp gone with morning’s breaking

A will-o’-wisp in the making
Am I
A will-o’-wisp in the making
I am
I am

There’s No Going Back
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My broken heart doesn’t need another crack
We go forward this time
There’s no going back
No more of what was, only what will be’s
This time there’s only sureties

Each candle we’ve blown, every star we’ve wished upon
Our someday has begun
There’s no going back
The smoke and the mirrors are all cleared
Like frost melts with the sun
My broken heart doesn’t need another crack
We go forward this time
There’s no going back
Our kiss marks the spot, so sublime
Finally we can say, there’s no going back now

No going back now
No, There’s no going back
No, There’s no going back
Going back now

Each candle we’ve blown, every star we’ve wished upon
Our someday has begun
There’s no going back
No more of what was, only what will be’s
This time there’s only sureties
My broken heart doesn’t need another crack
We go forward this time
There’s no going back
Our kiss marks the spot, so sublime
Finally we can say, there’s no going back now

No going back now
No, there’s no going back
No, there’s no going back
Going back now
No going back now
No, there’s no going back
No, there’s no going back
Going back

No more doubt off the tongue
Our race to eachother’s been won
The smoke and the mirrors have cleared
The kiss finally woken
The password’s been spoken
We’ve followed the breadcrumbs home

Redecorated (Heart) (w/ Drew Campbell)
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Burning you and I both ends,
Painted faces of your friends
Oh, so right you are,
A rocket-propelled dream apart
But people get careless,
Careless from a sudden start

This can’t last dear,
We need surveillance here
Where we all wear the mark
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated heart,
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated…

Faces through a spinning door,
None look like the one before
You’re always changing
I’m worn from the rearranging
People get careless,
Caged by their mask from the start

That we could have stumbled, wretched, far,
While the signs of life were flickering
And the oldest wounds and faded scars
Past hurt buried, yet still simmering

This can’t last dear,
We need surveillance here
Where we all wear the mark
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated heart,
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated…
Things change fast here,
Blown through the atmosphere to where
We all wear the mark
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated heart,
Maybe well not for you with your redecorated…

…Heart
Need to know, is there still
A place in it for me
Am I just clutter?
Left scared and wondering
No longer treasure
On my way to obsolete
Since you’ve chosen to listen to plastic people speak

Brought The House Down
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If home is where the heart is
Mine is vacant falling down
Dust encrusted boxes, Faded pictures on the wall
Only the blur of lines are seen
Tarnished frames remain
On cracked and peeling paint

Did you love me?
Or just want to be
The star of my memory
From centrestage
You played the part so well
Now your ghost stands in your place
You brought the house down
You brought the house down

Chunks of plaster fall to the floor
Like bones slowly break
Splintered wood from all my tears left
Damage in its wake
I thought our love cemented fast
But hard sand doesn’t last
So now I’m forced to ask

Did you love me?
Or just want to be
The star of my memory
From centrestage
You played the part so well
Now your ghost stands in your place
You brought the house down
You brought the house down

And you still bring the house down around me
And you still bring the house down around me

Did you love me?
Or just want to be
The star of my memory
From centrestage
You played the part so well
Now your ghost stands in your place
You brought the house down

Can I build again
Or am i beyond repair
Is anything worth saving
I’m afraid to even dare
Someone like you might come along
And tear me down again
Without a second thought
And it would be my end

SWAiNSONG

Forgotten Garden (Tammy’s Song)
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Once in a weed infested garden
A wild red rose had grown
Amongst the brush and the tangles
Oh, her beauty stood alone
Though the weeds tried to choke her
In her dark tiny spot
The rose grew even more lovely
In the garden that time forgot

Sometimes beauty comes from places
Where the ugliness is found
And rays of hope
Just like sunshine
Spilled her heart upon the ground

One day a young man was walking by
Saw the rose as she shone
He thought that he could save her
So he picked her and took her home
In a glass vase he put her in
Placed her upon a shelf
When her beauty faded
He replaced her with something else

Sometimes beauty comes from places
Where the ugliness is found
And rays of hope
Just like sunshine
Spilled her heart upon the ground

The rose wasn’t a flower at all
She was a dear friend of mine
She made my life more beautiful
If only for a short, sweet time

And the times that I miss her most
I see her in my dreams
Her face is full of love and laughter
She’s happier now it seems

Sometimes beauty comes from places
Where the ugliness is found
And rays of hope
Just like sunshine
Spilled her heart upon the ground
Still upon the ground

God saw her withered loveliness
And with gentle loving care
Carried her into Heaven
No forgotten gardens growing there

I’ll Wait ’til Then
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I’m the one you sometimes flirt with
You’ve almost kissed me several times
Just to turn your head at the last moment
And my kiss denied

I’m the one you sometimes search for
The one you love to tempt and tease
But one day you’ll be begging at my feet
Postured on your knees

It just wasn’t the time,
Our lips, last breaths
You declined
But I know someday
We will meet again
And you will be mine
I’ll just have to wait ’til then

You can’t tempt Fate too often
The day will come when you won’t win
I’m the angel who will come collect you
No more waiting then

It will be my time, our lips, last breaths
You’ll resign, see I knew one day
We would meet again, your soul would be mine
I just had to wait ’til then

Under Glass
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I’m feeling trapped like a butterfly
Thats been pinned under glass for too long
I find it hard to breathe
Cause you’re slowly, you’re slowly suffocating me

On a dusty shelf, I’m on display
Pleased with yourself, You got a hold over me
Will you ever set me free?
I’ll never be free again
Will I ever be free to fly again?

Break this glass cage
That you keep me in, I feel that I’m fading
Your love is just a shadow box shut tight
Or is this, is this to be my end?

On a dusty shelf, I’m on display
Pleased with yourself, You got a hold over me
You’ll never set me free
I’ll never be free again
Will I ever be free to fly again

This shadowbox will be my ending
This shadowbox will be my ending

On a dusty shelf, I’m on display
Pleased with yourself, You got a hold over me
You’ll never set me free
I’ll never be free again
Will I ever be free to fly again

Lisa Ann Swain

Lyricist & Storyteller

“..that’s what I am at heart and at the core of my being…a storyteller..”

Lisa Ann Swain


I was born in Ohio but spent most of my life in North Carolina and for the last three years I’ve lived in California. When I was 20, I wrote my first song completely by accident, with absolutely no intention of writing it.  I’d started writing a letter to a friend and it was as though some otherworldly force took control of my hand and instead of writing a letter, I’d written a song titled “Scarred”.  For some unknown reason those lyrics had a profound effect on me, even years later I could recite most of it, word for word. Today, 30+ years later, I’ve blown off the dust and polished it up a bit and now with the unbeatable talents of both Drew Campbell (who I fully believe is my musical soulmate) and Anna Rea, it’s ready to be “born” and will be included on our new album, “Glossed Souls.”  The wait for it has been a long one but I’m a firm believer that things happen when and as they’re supposed to…IT was waiting for the perfect time, the perfect combination of artists to work with it to bring it to life and that time has now come. The lyrics are completely different thematically than anything we’ve ever done yet it carries that blend of darkness and yes, even a bit of hope at the end.  The realness and the rawness are there in those words and I’m so excited that both Drew and Anna will be pouring their hearts into as well, as they always do.
I really can’t explain my writing process as there isn’t one.  When the words want to come, they come…I consider myself to be more like someone who channels some higher power that’s greater than myself. than a lyricist.  Lines come to me like little gifts, sometimes when I’m trying to sleep, other times I’ve been in the shower, or sitting outside staring up at the moon, unprepared with no pen or paper…my preferred writing tools, there’s just more “heart” in that for me, unlike typing words on a screen.
As far as influences go…for me my favorite group to listen to is The Cure, but I also love Depeche Mode, Wolfsheim, and New Order, as well as Keane and Coldplay.  But I think my “writing” resonates more with the styles of Bread, Jim Croce, and the great Gordon Lightfoot, all brilliant story tellers.  And really, that’s what I am at heart and at the core of my being…A Storyteller.

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