bare-bones - yasha’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-07-19 | a song for our soft barbarian and the weight she carries.find me on Twitter: @lilli_furfaroavailable on bandcamp for download-by-donation:lillifurfaro.bandcamp.com/track/bare-bonesbare plains, bare backs, bare boneswe call homebare hunts bare homes bare handsto the skin and to the stonesour bodies to conquerour bodies to roambare plains, bare backs, bare bonescold wind, cold steel, warm handswe make no soundcold judgement, warm kisswe stay low to the groundthe women who fought usthey smelled us and caught us and now you’ll never be foundhyacinth and chamomileforget-me-not and rosespressed inside my book for when you lie in soft reposei’ve wandered through the wastes of barren catatonic shameit was only in the thunderstorm that i recalled my namethe circus man who shone so bright regret i never told himright before he left us i’d begun to find a home in himfamilies like packs of wounded beastsi learned to staybut the devil in the details took my body far awaybare hands, bare bones, bruised heartlearn to trustbuild homes, break chains, bear lossdo penance where we mustthe thunder who raised methe people that saved methe rage, the rain, the rust
somebody - ashton’s song Lilli Furfaro 2025-03-02 | nobody wants me, nobody has meyour sticks and stones, not a scratch upon this bodyi don’t expect you to speak well of me,i don’t expect you to speak of me at all, at all, at alland if you do, i wanna hear the venom in your voice—that’s how i know i’m doin’ it rightpushing, pushing awaypush hard enough for long enoughthe ones sitting pretty on tophave gotta come crashing, crashing,have gotta come crashing downyou’ve either left me, or you’re gonna leave mei get it, pain hasn’t made me something prettyi’m used to living a question— well, used to being really pissed about the question:who am i? who was i supposed to be,before somebody took it away?pushing, pushing awaypush hard enough, for long enoughthe ones that made me like thishave gotta come crashing, crashing,they’re gonna come crashing downeasier said than done once i’ve had a little taste of somewhere to come from, someone to become, someone better than the someone they left on the pavement in pieces for someone to blamesometimes you gotta crash out, a rock hits rock bottom, to know the hole you gotta start climbing out of inch by inch, pain by pain, a little trust goes a long waypushing, pushing awayfrom focusing on who i could have beenget clear, cut dead weight,i gotta start seeing, seeingwho i could be nownobody’s promise, nobody’s childget down with chaos, embrace the wildi am not polished and shiningi am not rough like i was before, beforebut i’m enough of somebody nowthat when i crash downsomebody’s there when i wake up
everything — fearne’s song Lilli Furfaro 2025-02-23 | i want everythingthe world, a pearl to wear upon my earyes, everythinga boon, a brief identity to steala souvenirbut here,i’ve tamed the monstersi’ve seen the revelsi know them wellinside me there’s an animal that needsi know i am an animal‘cause i have seen my cage,and i have teethi want everythingthis world’s another game that i can winit’s dizzyingi’ll dance you to the backfoot, dip and spinenjoy the dinbut inmy heart afirei fear my mirrorwho falls to flameinside me i just want to watch it burni know that giddy apathyindulge it, and the ones i love get hurtidentity is bloodlessno sire speaks for mei am the creature comfortsdesire, libertymy path has been predestinedor so they like to sayi’ll take that dull suggestionand burn it all awayand everythingbecomes the lives of all i cannot losei’ll take anythingto give the greatest gift: the right to choosewe’ll get to choosefrom here,i’ll meet the monstersi’ll steal the secretsi’ll be the blazeinside me there’s a spark, a world we’ve woni know that i have everything,now anything that comes is all for fun
new, here — dorian’s song Lilli Furfaro 2025-02-16 | sky and silk won’t turn a stonea choice in hand to move or be movedhidden high above the landblow where my people blowsecond sons can’t greet the dayso say the mornings to whom i was bornno plan or place, so i will playjoin the winds down below“new” is all the world to me“new” is now my guiding starso give me all that i can seegive me songs and familyand i can go twice as farthere is freedom in a namea choice in hand to serve or be servedshirk the rules and ditch the shamego where my people go“here” is all the world to me“here” is now my home and heartshow me all that i can seei’ll be songs and familyand we will go twice as farfollow new experiencedance through every open doorfind my place in other’s handsfind the tune i’m searching forlearn of love and roots and thingslearn of pain and coming warlearn that love can lead to painlearn the choice to live a namelose the tie to all that came beforebrother found and brother gonea choice in hand to move or be movedchariot empty to pull in the dawngo where my people go“new,” the world to them, and me“here,” is where i want to staythere’s a world that i can seefilled with songs and familywe’ll be changed, but we’ll be free —note by note, hand in hand, day by day by day, by day
times of change - orym’s song Lilli Furfaro 2025-02-09 | steadfast, one foot in front of meanotheri move, stretch out an atrophyrecoverlike the wind, like the moontimes of change are coming soono, my moon, where to go?i cannot knowlockstep, a growing familya visionwith time, one step from synchronyi listenlike the wind, like a seedtimes of change are calling mei can’t see, i’m afraid,we’ll find a waybig world, divisionnot mine to make the decisionnot mine, but mine to clear the roadone step, anotherwe fall, we catch each otherthat’s minemore time, make time, i’ll tryi breathe, he breathes the world from mea wonderwith time, a possibilitya future like the moon, like a breezetimes of pain for times of easehere’s my love, here’s my bladewe have today
bells hells incoming - an announcement Lilli Furfaro 2025-02-06 | hi, it’s me. how are you?i hope you’re doing well (:good news, my friends! with campaign’s end,i’ve got more tales to tell.bells hells have their finale;we hope our heroes win —and though it’s time to say goodbye,our story-songs begin!the world is dark and scary.community is key.and i have faith that we’ll createa space where all sing free.let’s start by telling storieswith love and empathy —i’ll share the first this saturdaywith thanks to you from me ❤️
empty vessels - one year album anniversary Lilli Furfaro 2024-01-28 | my EP "empty vessels" has been out for a year! happy birthday to my sad little baby! this is the title song on the four-song album. check it out here on spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0yqFdVCNyuwiIdSM61jsWe?si=8mLNeFw9RaSUre_ShJgYOwlyrics:sweet water only serves to make me thirstymy alabaster jar collects the rainit's used to water other people's pasturesbrimming vessels always empty out againat least it means i'm useful now and thenempty vesselsfill me, fill mei was made to pour out all my insidesfill mei've been sitting in your highest cupboardfill mei was built to hold the weight of safetyfill me, fill meotherwise i'm emptymy belly filled with rich anointing oilsyou snap me by the neck to break the sealyou touch me to your tongue and call it holythe loss reminds me what it is to feeli guess it means that's worth the time it takes to healempty vesselsfill me, fill mei was made to pour out all my insidesfill mei've been sitting in your highest cupboardfill mei was built to hold the weight of safetyfill me, fill meotherwise i'm emptyi am not a wellspring, not a fountaini don't keep what i've been givenit's my lot to pour it out again untouchedi will give it sanctuaryi will hold it deep inside mefor a time until you're thirsty, you're so thirstyi'm so thirsty, i'm sofill me, fill mei was made to pour out all my insidesfill mei've been sitting in your highest cupboardfill mei was built to hold the weight of safetyfill me, fill meotherwise i'mfill me, fill mei was made to pour out all my insidesfill mei've been sitting in your highest cupboardfill mei was built to hold the weight of safetyfill me, fill meotherwise i'm
Dry - Ginger & Pear Lilli Furfaro 2022-03-06 | a song off our album, "Gardening." we all have barren seasons. spring is coming.Hunter Rogerson (the lovely gentleman on the cello) and I are a folk duo called Ginger & Pear! "Gardening" is available on all streaming platforms.Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0Gai4vH1UKlE9F3quMJnPv?si=IRhCYYPvS8SDztZy_YOQtwHunter's Channel: youtube.com/channel/UCn4WJ4YbE53gg0SJrQchsHg/videoslyrics:the earth is hard and unmovingand i tread on it lightlyi cannot make a good impressioni'm not enough for frozen groundmy hands get weaker in the winterthe numbness of the wind sets ini wear the season like a scarf, a weighted blanketbut i wish i had a garden againthis summer past, i found my bodywhile coaxing life up from the dirti learned that i could keep it thrivingi saw my hands do something rightand now in this unwelcome hibernationi turn my face toward the suni think of burying my future in a greenhouseand i wish i had a garden againin truth, the spring could find me barren stilli cannot conjure water in my well through force of willit's not the winter's fault that i've run drythere's life here to be foundi guess i'm not enough for frozen groundso instead i reach for pencilswhen i could have held a spadei plant my seedlings in a notebookand hope they see the light somedayi know that i am not a gardeneri know that i must wait for rainand i wish i had a garden again
tethering - vax’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-02-27 | a song for the champion of the raven queen.LYRICS: my responsibilitystarts and ends with kinthey think they can cut us outi was never inwith my mirror at my sidespeed and shadow be our guidestring that binds us sanctifiedjoining twin and twinfighting instabilitytry to understandtightrope-walking go or staytrust their offered handspaths ahead and paths behindmeaning still for me to findkin is born and made in kindi will let them inwith each opportunity tethering the parts of metie my strings around a treeroots and ribbons minglinglosing temporarilymy mirror and the most of mei give myself eternallyan end to save my everythingmy responsibility starts and ends with kinlady fate, with offered hands,pulls my tether ingiven wisdom with my wingsi take heart in bigger thingssee the crossing of the stringsthat start where we beginthough it hurts my heart to leavelearning love is learning griefthrough the mourning, i believewe will endure by tetheringthrough the bonds of familythey will keep my effigyfeathers dance with falling leaves…(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
checks and balances - percy’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-02-20 | a song for the lord of whitestone.LYRICS:if memory is smoke, i am a bonfire doused an hour agoif purpose is an engine, turn my birthright into coalmy temper borne of winter, i know hibernation welland the longer i must wait for justice, i grow ever hungry in the coldgrasping at the little i control,i fight the devil with a devilmaking deals, it hardly matters when you’re gambling with worthless thingslike souls and other horrorsturn my terror into terrortake from them just what they took from meit’s hard to shoot a pistol when you’re looking through a maskit’s hard to see a future when your purpose is your pastif rage and engineering built my legacy of fire,i must sit upon my secretname each bulletshoot to kill and live to lastgrasping at the little i control,i fight my shadow with an army— not the kind that wields my horrors, no,the kind that fights with laughterand the sunlight of forgiveness,looks through darkness and decorum,sees a man, not a monstrosityif loneliness is prison, every touch is liberationlove will outshine any antidote where hatred is a poisonand i know good deeds don’t guarantee a path to some salvationbut what if rage and engineering turn destruction to creation?holding tight to what i can control,i fight my terror with a familymaking deals, the checks and balances, they help me builda birthright borne of blood and death and winter,peace hard won, and better justicei’ve reclaimed just what they took from mei’ve reclaimed just what they took.(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
golden boy - tary’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-02-13 | a song for taryon darrington, of the darrington brigade.LYRICS:golden boyi’ve never been the golden boyexcept for when i travel through the doorway of my bookcaseand into other livesi try them on for size and find them to my likinggolden boyi want to be the golden boyinstead i’m stuck with gold in coffers, empty rooms,the weight of expectationand the grip of desperation to fill anyone with pridelet me be the golden boyi want to be your golden boylearning mebetween mechanics, lore, and chemistryhe gives the gift of been seen for who i amand not ignored for who i could bebut love won’t pay the bills or feed the legacyso you give up on learning meand tell me that it’s good for meyou tell me what i’m worth, and i believe ityou tell me what my name is worth, my pride, and i believe ityou tell me i’m delusional, that i am soft and malleable,but so is gold, and i can prove that i am just as valuablei tell myself i’m gold and i believe ithe told me i am gold, and i have gold, so i believe iti’ll paint myself the golden boy, the world will know the golden boyand other boys in empty rooms will know they can be golden toosuddenlyi’m slammed into realityi crash my shining comet down to earth and unexpectedlycollide with other livesi try them on for size, and find them to my likinglearning meapart from who you said i’d bemy pride is in my charityi’m living now on scrap and spit and storiesbut i understand the glory of a legacy of lightand i can be the golden boyi can be the golden boy(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
found - scanlan’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-02-06 | a song for the bard supreme.LYRICS:oh, every girl in town, they know my nameat any door i’m never turned awaymy tongue has many uses(be it pleasure or excuses)invite me in, but know i cannot stayi’ve got a reputation to upholdi’m in my prime, in spite of getting oldeach tune and each recitaloffers proof that i’m still vitalthey buy my lies wherever they are soldi go by many names and many facesi’m infamous and wanted many placesi’m searching for, you see, a missing part of me —but let’s not look at that! alone, i’m freethis entertainer travels with a bandsome friends who revel with me ‘cross the landand though we’ve faced real dangeri still feel that i’m a strangerlike any story, nothing goes as plannedinto my rambling life, there comes a tetherunfortunately two birds of a feathera girl i wish i’d knowna daughter, smart and grownshe hates me, and again i am alonenow disillusioned with my famethere’s one way i can clear my name:embrace my kin and hence begin a life of reparationsto prove i can be something moreto her (and me) i shut the dooron those i called my friendsand leave a wake of devastationmy selfhood making much more sensemy lifeblood given recompensei find my self remaining incompletebut all good stories have a knackfor recapitulation —i’m beckoned back to once familiar streetsnow as divine appointed storyteller crownedi tell my tales both live and leather-boundwe all could use remindingthat our pasts are never bindingand any part that’s missing can be found(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
nothing from nothing - vex’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-01-30 | a song for the wielder of fenthras and forgiveness.LYRICS:deep in the cover of russet and greeni move like my brother, i know i’m not seenout in the world shine like light through the leavesthen come to the woods to feel cleani was a stain scrubbed from family landsthey must of known then i’d have blood on my handswe left to find mother, knew she’d understandwe found the destruction; we rannothing from nothing is not how i’ll stayso i’ll cling to the treasures i find on the waygold and good people, collect them the samei’ll know what it means to be safethe aching is soothed by the wealth we’ve amassedbut old hurts and scarring need cures that will lasti’ll earn a new future to buy out my pastnew fortune, new family, hold fastagain i learn safety is not guaranteedmy life for another, my brother to pleadand loosed like an arrow, a burning new needi take to the sky; i am freedi know i am charming, i know i am swiftbut the trees see right through me, a wound and a gifti cut out the cancer and choose to forgivei choose to let go, choose to livenothing from nothing is not how i’ll stayi’ll plant a new forest and find my own wayloved and worth loving — i feel them the samei know what it means to be safe(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
second chances - pike’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-01-23 | a song for the champion of sarenrae.LYRICS:little light, are you listening?little light, i have so much to show youi’m a house with the light onon the path when you’e walking in darknessyour clothes might be dirty and covered with bloodbut i’ll still have a hot meal here waitingand you have a spirit that holds like a handand your heart is a safe place for others to landjust remember this one thing and you’ll make me proud:second chances are always allowedlittle light people see youas a person that they can look up tothey will come with their questionseven when you don’t have any answers i ask you to look past their dirt and their blood —a hot bath and forgiveness are weightyand you have two hands made to raise others upand you have two clear eyes to see others with lovewhen they call you for guidance, make sure that you know:second chances will help them to growbut a fire unfed can grow dimbetrayal can steal all the kindling withinthe choices of family and friends disappointand it’s always your job to be bigger than themyou are tired, you’re feeling unsureyou don’t know if you’re all that good anymoreyou want to hold onto your anger a while‘cause your build to hold everyone else’sbut this one is yourslittle light, are you listening?little light, just look up, i’m beside youyou don’t need to be perfecteven when you’re surrounded by darkyou see paths that need lighting, including your own,and i’m there with my arms open, waitingand you have a purpose — it’s hard and it’s grandbut i’ll always be holding your heart and your handwhen you rebuild my temple, it’s true even now:second chances are always allowed(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
new pack - grog’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-01-16 | a song for the grand poobah himself.LYRICS:flesh of stone and belt of bonewe titans tower, crack, and groananywhere we take our homeand suck the marrow til it’s dryhead of pack, he gives the wordto beat old man, break bones like birdsi heave, i stand against the herdthey laugh, beat, leave me here to dieold man saves me, raises me til grownhis little light takes me as her ownmy heart made flesh where once was stonewe shout our mettle to the skylittle light shines and finds us friendswe fight, and drink, and fight againi know our glory shall not endwe’ll laugh, rage, battle til we diewhen here be dragons all aroundthe head of pack has taken our towni spit, i swear to take him downor fall with honour when i trybest i know he won’t fight fairwe circle, bite, we sniff the airwe beat our breasts, break heavy starewe laugh, know one of us will dieand when the fight is turning grimmy new pack tears him limb from limbwe heave, we cleave, we bury himwe raise our victory on highit’s with their light, their strength, their songmy friends, they show me right and wrongit’s in my family i am strongit’s in my family i am strongit’s in my family i am strong(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
lessons - keyleth’s song Lilli Furfaro 2022-01-09 | a song for the voice of the tempest.lyrics:i was born at the ends of the earthwhere the wind sang us songs and we sang them backwe know how to keep our footingit’s our job to keep our footingwhen the wind is your teacher, your father’s its voice, you’ve got big shoes to filland we know how to keep our footingbut i’ve got two left feetbut i’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learningto step a little lighter and talk a little quietersometimes i mumble, sometimes i overstepsometimes i wish my mother hadn’t left, but that’s life i guessi have a family who moves like the wind doesthey laugh when i laugh, and i laugh when they don’tthey know how to catch my footingand nudge me into placesometimes i feel there’s a burning within mesometimes i want to screamand they know how to catch my footingbut i can walk just finei’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learningthat burning needs earth, wind, and water to balancesometimes i’m angry, sometimes i get sadbut when our directions go bad, i can be our compassi have a partner who said that he loves meit took me some time, but i said it backwe can watch each other’s footingi love to watch his footinghis wings and his wonder make him one with the elementshis words and his laugh fill my heart like the wind doesthe wind lives foreveri thought we had more timebut i’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learning, i’m learningthat passing through fire can help things grow againsometimes it’s hard, and sometimes i don’t want tobut sometimes i hear the wind speak, i was born topick up the mantle and speak for the storm and my people and family and homenow i’m back where the wind sings me songsmy family’s all safe, but i’ll see them gonei know how to keep my footingit’s my job to keep my footingnow i can speak at a pace that is fittingstep with the confidence wisdom has giveni can keep my footingand give it to the wind(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
vox machina incoming - an announcement Lilli Furfaro 2022-01-06 | well, hello everybodyi’ve got a thing to saybut first thing’s first — i’ve missed youin the time i’ve been awayso thanks for being patienti know it’s been a whileand in that time each note that i’ve received has made me smilei’ve got a cool announcement(what it is i’m sure you’ve guessed):i’ve written some more musicto accompany the restvox machina is comingboth in lyric and in tunethe first comes out this weekend…i will see you very soon (:
Pressed - Ginger & Pear Lilli Furfaro 2021-11-21 | I WROTE AN ALBUM WITH MY BEST FRIEND!hello! this is a song i wrote a while back, when Hunter and i had just started testing the waters of musical collaboration. needless to say, it went pretty darn well, and bloomed into a folk duo that we call Ginger & Pear! "Pressed" is the first track on our first album, "Gardening." it's live on streaming platforms now. if you enjoy a folky, indie, cottagecore-y vibe, please check it out!Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0Gai4vH1UKlE9F3quMJnPv?si=h4wqYlB5TLiV3N2FAUVnBwBandcamp: gingerandpear.bandcamp.com/album/gardeningHunter's Channel: youtube.com/channel/UCn4WJ4YbE53gg0SJrQchsHg/videos?view=0&sort=dd&shelf_id=0this album is jam-packed full of love. we're so excited to share it with you. welcome to our garden!
Give Me A Reason - with Chase Noseworthy Lilli Furfaro 2020-11-14 | inspired by the conversation on Caleb and Astrid's subtext-heavy reunion. lyrics below.we wrote this back in july, promptly forgot about it, and found it again this week! it was such a pleasure to work on. EVERYBODY PLEASE GO CHECK OUT AND FOLLOW MY FRIEND CHASE NOSEWORTHY!! you can find his channel HERE: youtube.com/results?search_query=chase+noseworthyLYRICSCALEB:give me a reason to believethat your mind is yours / and he's got no hold over yougive me a reason not to leaveand forget who we were / like the families we burnedi barely recognize us anymoretell me moreabout that scar of yourswho gave it to you? / who robbed me of you?ASTRID:give me a reason to believethat your mind is whole / that the things i've heard weren't trueremember, we had a destiny and the families we lost / were simply the costi barely recognize you anymoretell me morewhat are you here for?you broke back then / it's good to see you againTOGETHER:he saw a spark in ushe opened doors for ushe paved the way for usno one could tread on uswe could be gloriousyour heart divided usnow there's no home for usjust the ashes remaini barely recognize us anymoretell me morewhat are we here for?to suffer / to conquer / to mourn
melora’s lullaby Lilli Furfaro 2020-11-08 | a song from the Wildmother. lyrics below.i was so privileged to be a part of The Critical Concert back in October, hosted by Will Crosswait of the Cantata Pansophical. three days of incredible critter music, across diverse genres, complete with some really rad interviews with these really rad musicians. you can find the VOD for all three days HERE: youtube.com/c/TheCantataPansophical. and then, please waste no time in checking out the insanely talented folks in the company of whom i’ve been so lucky to find myself!we were challenged to work outside our comfort zone. this is my first foray into both digital instrumentation and video editing. much love, folks. remember to breathe 💚LYRICSseas breathe,they feel the pull of moons and know the in / and outtrees speak, they feel the breath of seas, and whisper deepand if you listen for them, you will hear me speakif you still your body, you will feel me breatheif you turn to face creationand your heart is wide and openyou will see and breathe memy child,the wind and waves have known you all by namemy wild has lived inside the both of you the sameyour lungs have reaching branches like the treesyour bodies move in cycles like the seasmy nature knows the in and outthe breath of death and life of pain and easejust breathe mewaves crest, the land and seaknow violence and the calm / in stormwinds rest,the beauty in the balance of the cold and warmand in the changes, you will hear me speakand in the balance, you will feel me breatheand if you treat creation with a heart that's wide and openyou will see and breathe me
some announcements - a song Lilli Furfaro 2020-10-02 | ANNOUNCEMENTS LISTED HERE! (IN MORE DETAIL!)1. so. much. gratitude. your kindness, encouragement, generosity, and support are overwhelming and uplifting and astonishing. your art, your covers, your responses, and your kind words fill my heart and make it glow. thank you, from the bottom of my overflowing heart.2. i'm finally on streaming platforms! spotify, apple music, itunes, amazon music, google play, and many more. woo hoo! i'm still in the recording process, however, so as of right now, only my first five songs are available to stream. the rest are coming, i promise! i'm releasing each one into the world as soon as they are done.(2a. this wasn't in the song, but i want to deeply thank those who have supported me financially for my creative endeavours, and those to come. i have a bandcamp link, where those same first five songs are available for download-by-donation. i am floored by your generosity. you have no idea how much it means, how much i appreciate it, and how much it has helped. thank you, thank you, thank you.)3. VOX MACHINA INCOMING! i have plans to do much the same type of series for campaign one! i am so excited! but before i do, i'm taking a little creative break to recharge. don't worry -- you'll hear about it when it happens.the biggest thanks to the cast and crew of critical role.the biggest thanks to the crit role community.we are stories.LYRICSwell, hello, my name is lilli -- it's nice to meet you, finally!i've got a couple things i'd like to sayi ask you to be patient, 'cause i'm a little nervous,and i think it might be easier this wayfirst thing's first: i've got a lot of thank yousthe cup inside my heart is filled to brimand it overflows with all your kindness --i could not predictjust how generous of heart and soul the critter family's beenso: i've got a few announcements for what's coming in the futureand also what i'm working on right nowit's thanks to your encouragement, kindness, and supportthat my spotify and apple music songs are live somehow!and if some of you have already been streamingyou'll find there are some tracks still yet to comei promise you we'll get there(i'm just figuring it out!)i'll record my final touches, and release them when i'm done!onto something quite exciting: there will be more music coming!i've plans to do the first campaign as well!our disaster friends, vox machina -- the heroes of exandriai'm privileged with stories yet to tellbut it's here i'll ask to exercise that patience'cause before i get to that, i'll take a breaki will take some time to work on rhyme, and rest my calloused handsi'll recharge to keep my heart and still createwell, hello, my name is lilli -- it's so nice to meet you, finally!i wish i could explain just how i feelthese last few months have been a journey i cannot describei remind myself each morning that it's realand like i said, i have so many thank yousto cast and crew and critters, all in tuneso be poetry in motion!love each other with abandon!(is it thursday yet?)i'll see you very soon
stories - for matt Lilli Furfaro 2020-09-06 | a song for our world builder. his love is evident.find me on Twitter (@lilli_furfaro) and Instagram (@lilli_furfaro_music)i breathe storiesi breathe them in and outthere’s nothing like the witness of a world that’s being borni breathe storiesmy lungs are filled with pirate shipsand towers built, and towers falling downi speak rivers into motioni raise mountains with abandoni write cities sprawling over landand people to complete themi tell stories of my family in a world that i have writtenand my family breathes my storiesmy love is etched in continents and seaswe are storiesbeginnings, middles, endsour power lies in living lives that touch a life or twowe are storiesour families have grown to hold the livesthat touch the livesthat touch the lives that we dowe are poetry in motionand our words give life to actionin this world we’ve built on games of chanceand hours of introspectionlet our stories turn to tidal wavesthat sweep our families home againand maps are etched in memoriesand melodiesand who we want to bei breathe storiesi breathe them in and outand stories stitched together are how families are bornwe are storiesour lives are built on weaving all our storiesinto worlds we call our ownwe are power, we’re devotionlove each other with abandonwe are rivers, mountains, citiesand the tapestry that holds themmy heart is in the brushstrokesof the world that i have writtenand my family breathes my storiesmy love is etched in continents and seas
pain and pleasure - molly’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-08-30 | a song for our circus man. long may he reign.find me on twitter (@lilli_furfaro) and on instagram (@lilli_furfaro_music)come see the circus man, you’ll want to take a lookcome see the circus man, he’s got you on his hookhe’s got baubles, he’s got trinkets,he’s got cards hid up his sleeveonce you step into his circus, dearthen you won’t want to leave‘cause he eats lifehe eats lifeknows the taste of pain and pleasureknows the bit of love and strifehe’ll drink all of yours storiesand he’ll pour some of his ownyou decide if you believe himbut you’ll never drink alonecome see the empty man with dirt caked on his tonguecome see the empty man, he’s only two years younghe’s got blood that flows with magiche’s got eyes carved in his skin(we are soon to see his endingbut we don’t know where he begins)so he eats lifehe eats lifepain and pleasure push aside the voidand boredom’s like a knifeby chance he finds a familyso he loves them as his ownand no matter what the circumstancethey’ll never drink alonecome see the circus man before he breathes his lasthe knows his angel’s missing, knows the danger hasn’t passedhe takes a risk to save her(it’s all borrowed time, he knows)now he stares into the face of deathwith eyes that never close
bright - caleb’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-08-23 | a song for our sad wizard.find me on twitter: @lilli_furfaro and on instagram: @lilli_furfaro_musicbrightthey called him bright that meant goodthat meant rightproudhe made them proudhe had two friendsand they stood outand people noticedthe people came to themand they told themthey could be brightersparkhis teacher lit a sparkthe world was bigthe world was darkbut he could light itand keep his people safethey taught him goodthey taught him rightwhat’s rightliesthey fed him lieshe felt betrayedso he cut tiesthey were his familyhe burned them all the samethen he brokeand lost his mind, his friends, his nameeleven years as a pit of ashwaiting to blow away in the winda washed-up wunderkindcircuits blown to smoking piecestried to leave him therei tried to be someone different herebut no matter the mud that dries on my faceit’s cleaner than my insidesyou treat me like i’m special,someone gifted, someone good,someone worthy, someone righti was brightnow i’m torn to smoking piecesno, don’t get too closedon’t you know that fire burnsgood you called me goodi’ll try to liveyou said I couldrighti’ll make this rightyou make me bravei’ll make us brightwhen people noticewe’ll bring the fire to themand we’ll show themwhat makes us brighter
resurrection - veth’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-08-16 | a song for our rogue mom.find me on twitter: @lilli_furfaroyou’ve all seen my hands and told me you’re sorryyou’ve seen my smile and you screamedi’ve cut my teeth on buttons and secretsso i’ll cover my mouth and drink ‘til i forget to breatheyou know me nowthis body i’m ini wish i knew howto shed this poison skini am a thief, i am a liari found a friend after the firenow i can hideyou’ll offer protectionso i’ll stay until i find the way to my resurrectionyou’re covered in dirt, and i hate the waterwe both know it hurts to be seennow you know that i’ve drownedin this river and a sea of angry facesyou’ve shown me your shame now i need you to help me wash mine clean'cause you know me nowyou didn’t know me thenyou say you love me nowbut you don’t remember wheni was a wife, i was a motheri was alivenow i’m a monster i’d do it again for my son and loverand i’ll find my way to them on the day of my resurrection you all know my namewell, both that i’ve told youyou tell me i’m brave, when before i was not(t)it’s been a long time since i’ve had a familyand now i have two to take care ofto remind me when i have forgotthat you know me nowand still you call me a friendyou made me a vowand you’ll keep it ‘til my endthen in the clay we find an answeri was a drunk, i was a monsternow again i’m a wifeagain i’m a motherand i feel myself again(i will feel myself again)(I will find myself again)
bottom line - beau’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-08-09 | a song for our monk, who learns by trying. find me on twitter: @lilli_furfarochin up, back straightput on my father’s smilebig plans, big worldhe’ll listen if i can pretendround two, no diceokay, i’ll step my game upbig boss? big dealmaybe he’ll listen to me then'cause what father doesn’t know won’t hurt himand if you’ve got bridges to burn, you better burn ‘em‘cause if actions speak louder than wordsbottom line —they sent me awayone, two, swing rightout on my father’s smile big hit, cut leftwon’t see it coming if i grini’m like lightning, real fast(and i cause a lot of static)big shock, big mouthwhy can’t they tell it like it is?'cause they say i don’t care about the disciplinebut only one of them can see that i’ve been listenin’ and if actions speak louder than wordsbottom line —so does a fistnew friends, new jobi get a bit suspiciouswhat do you want?i better keep my guard upbe tough, be loudthat’s how you keep ‘em guessingyou don’t belong(no, that’s my father speaking)they think i’m strongmake me responsible for playing both sidesi'm sniffing out corruptioni know firsthandwhat makes a hypocriteraised by that manright in the thick of itbreathe in, breathe outi feel it in my bodylearning just howto use my words before my hands[breath]patience goes far especially when it comes towaiting so longfor friends that kind of understandthat i may stun ‘em and i may bruise ‘em but I’d rather lose myself than ever lose ‘emand if actions speak louder than wordsbottom line —we’re gonna be alright
seasons - caduceus’ song Lilli Furfaro 2020-08-02 | a song for our steady firbolg cleric. “holy” means “set apart.”find me on twitter: @lilli_furfaro available on bandcamp for download by donation: lillifurfaro.bandcamp.com/track/seasonsholyholy, holy are our bodieshidden, buried in the dirtwaitingwaiting for the years to change usset apart to feed the earthand as your seasons changeit is our privilege to know your namesfor when you come our wayit is our privilege to plant you back in placebeneath the grass, beneath the clayholyholy, holy is my familykeepers of our mother’s groveleavingleaving home to find some healingme and the garden all alonebut as the seasons changethe sickness spreads and the decay remainsbut then there comes a dayour mother speaks, and there’s some people hereto show me there’s a world beyond the gravesholyis the path on which she leads methough sometimes it’s hard to seelearningevery stumble has its purposei’m still afraid, but i believeand as the seasons changeshe leads me on to see my family savedand in the coming daysi lead another on her path,one she’s been calling since she found him on the wavesholy holy, holy are our bodiesand the life within our boneswaitingwaiting for a sign to show methat it’s time to go back home.
mothers - fjord’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-07-26 | a song for the warlock/paladin that continues to prove to us that it’s okay to change your mind. a new recording now available for download-by-donation here: lillifurfaro.bandcamp.com/track/mothersfind me on twitter: @lilli_furfarolittle boy, who loves you like the sea?what mother here could carry youand cradle you and hold you like she does?little boy, who holds you when you sleep?what voices come to comfort youin lonely rooms with blood between you teeth?well mothers, they may come and golike waves and tides, they ebb and flow,but that’s okay, ‘cause you have learnedto speak in tongues that aren’t your ownwhen the others gape and grinat monster fangs and monster skinyou know your tongue will always winyou know your tongue will always winyou thought you found a father on the seawhat father here could teach you,care for you, notice you like he does?then another man who called you his friendmade sure you’d never see him againand as you sankyou knew why they called you a stonelittle boy who whispers when you dream?what voices talk of giving you real power where you’ve never had control?little boy, you know it’s hard to breathethe water here will drown yourunning out of you like blood between your teethwell fathers, they may come and golike waves and tides, they ebb and flowbut that’s okay, ‘cause you have learnedto use a power that’s not your ownwhen your dealer’s cashing inuncertainty beneath your skinyou pray that it will never winyou pray that it will never winlittle boy, who loves you like the sea?what mother here would wait for you,call to you, love you like she does?well mothers, they may come and golike waves and tides, they ebb and flowbut now you’ve found a motherwho’s convinced you that you’ve found a homewhen your will is wearing thinyou feel the ocean deep within and know that she will always winyou know that she will always win
eyes warm, eyes wide - jester’s song Lilli Furfaro 2020-07-12 | a song about (and for) Jester Lavorre. song now available for download-by-donation! find it here: lillifurfaro.bandcamp.com/releasesfind me on twitter: twitter.com/lilli_furfarosapphire princess, ivory towerher prince is her imaginary friend(he's got cool powers)tells a joke she thinks is funnyhe thinks it's funny, so it isand it goes on and on like that for many yearseyes warm, eyes wideeyes searching for a buttonshe can push and press and cutand frame the smile it begets upon her wallher chaos non-conformingit's a seed she's planted, rooted in us allso the sapphire leaves her towerchasing down a chance at life beyond its walls(she's got cool powers)finds a group of friends that love herthough she's had to leave her mother she'll be fineshe can think about the sad another timeeyes warm, eyes wideeyes staring at the watershe could be a better daughtershe could - stop that train of thoughtput on a smileif she's fooling all her friendsshe can keep playing pretend a little whilethere's a world and there's warand there's the folks she's fighting forand there's a sea of glowing jellyfishand dancing lights and painting shitand she's found the man that left herso she has to find what's leftbut she's yet to find a problem that'stoo big for her imaginary friendeyes warm, eyes wideeyes searching for an answerin a world that couldn't stand a chanceagainst the cake and courage in her heartand she's finding that an answermight have traveled with her, in her from the start
