And Then...There is a Bridge by Cara Tower

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TOURS

From 2003-2006 Cara has performed her musical multi media performance in many cities and countries:

CITIES & COUNTRIES:

Tenerife -Canary Islands (8)

La Gomera -Canary Islands

Fulda -Germany

Munich- Germany (2)

Hamburg-Germany (2)

Augsburg-Germany (5)

Berlin-Germany (2)

Kassle-Germany

Vienna- Austria

Paris-France

Dublin- Ireland

Swansea-Wales (3)

Cambridge- England

Norwich-England

Preston-England

Bath-England

Bristol-England

Piran-Slovenia

Ljubljana-Slovenia

Madrid-Spain

Valencia-Spain

Bilbao-Spain

Budapest-Hungary

Geneva-Switzerland

Lausanne-Switzerland (2)

Croatia (don't ask me to remember the name of the village…some where near the Hungarian border.)

Miami-USA (2)

New York-USA (2)

Ft Lauderdale USA (2)

Asheville -USA

New Orleans -USA

CONTACT CARA DIRECTLY ABOUT BRINGING HER TO YOUR CITY.

caratower@hotmail.com

CHECK OUT Cara's debut CD Living on Bread & Circus on CDBaby.com.

WORK IN PROGRESS:

THE AMBIANCE OF LOVE Cara's 3rd CD is in the making. DONATIONS are AAA (Allowed, accepted appreciated!.) Cara engineers and produces all of her music herself...that's a lot of work! PayPal works great, just type in caratower@hotmail.com

Cara Tower

Singer/Songwriter/Composer/Producer/Engineer/multi instrumentalist

History:

Cara Tower is a native of Santa Barbara, California where music found a way into her heart as a small child. Cara's first touring experience was a series of convalescent homes throughout the greater Los Angeles area with a small ensemble of 2nd graders known as the Pied Pipers. By grade 4, Tower took up an esoteric, self-taught study of the classical guitar (privy only to 10 year olds). In High School Cara was awarded a coveted vocal scholarship with noted opera star Madame Bobonia of The Music Academy of the West. After developing chronic laryngitis, Cara began a quest to find her own voice. Bored with learning material already written, Cara started to explore the mystical world of original music composition, where she began a life long journey down the expressway of her own unique vision.

Weird Historical Excursions:

While vacationing in Britain, Cara's then dance oriented recordings, received airplay on underground radio stations throughout England and France. As a result in 1989, Tower signed a 3 year publishing contract with Virgin Music (London). Tower recorded in studios throughout London, completing her Virgin audio sojourn in Scotland, where she worked on her recordings with producer Terry Adams.

In 1992 Cara took off for Germany where she found herself unexpectedly stranded for cash with no real command of the German language. Cara began busking in the streets of Frieburg, inadvertently returning to her roots as a singer songwriter with an acoustic guitar. Alongside Peruvian quintets, classical conservatory students and Irish rovers, Tower was swiftly plucked off the streets and invited to play local spots lights including the famous Blaus Band nightclub located in the heart of the Black Forest.

In 1993, upon returning to the United States, Cara continued to perform as a solo artist where she quickly caught the attention of famed music producer Mike Clink; Guns and Roses, Heart, White Snake, Sammy Hagar etc. Together they formed an unusual musical team, producing demos and eventually recordings for Hollywood Records from 1994 to 1996.

During the fall of 1999, Cara matured into the exciting realm of independent production and recording, founded Raw Dog Records, and brought her debut street wise CD "living on bread & circus" into fruition by the spring of 2001.

LYRICS LYRICS LYRICS LYRICS

1

And Then...There is a Bridge

When Ignorance comes

Shadows fall where they may

Without you

Unconsciousness knocks

As I open the door,

To the constant drums of distraction

And then, there is a bridge, and then there is...

Every time the light grows dim

And still we usher in faith, there is a bridge

This life...

Would be spent running like a rat

On the wheel of illusion

Without you.

Deaf, blind and numb

Begging for some crumbs

Lost on the trail thru the woods, thru the woods

Without you.

And then, there is a bridge, and then there is...

Every time anger comes knocking at our door

And still we usher in peace...there is a bridge.

This heart...

Would be looking for a door

Like a ship searching for a shore

Tossed by the waves

Without the anchor of your love.

And then, there is a bridge, and then there is...

Every time we face the squalls, and we face the squalls

We face the squalls of hate

And still we usher in love...there is a bridge.

Every time the light grows dim

And still we usher in faith ...there is a bridge.

2

The Infinite Inside

Never you shall I abandon

In fact

I will carry you in from the cold

You may not know it yet

But you house a perfect treasure

So come in, come in, won't you come in?

Come in from the cold.

Never the door shall I lock

In fact

I will give to you my keys

To cross the threshold that your heart

So softly whispers through

Come in, come in, won't you come in?

Come in from the cold.

Never your cry shall I refuse

My love harbors all the seas

If you should sail the great divide

Still you I am beside

I am the breath your ship always

Has access too, I am the infinite inside of you

The infinite inside.

Never your faults shall I address

For this is not "the you" of interest

There is a dance under your steps

And a passion under the drum

There is a song of longing

That only the heart can strum

Never your cry shall I refuse

My love harbors all the seas

If you should sail the great divide

Still you I am beside

I am the breath your ship always

Has access too, I am the infinite of inside you

The infinite inside.

3

Exactly Where You Are (Salvation)

Let's just walk away from the ruins of anger

And far from the ashes of grief

There is a sea of understanding beyond

The stagnate pools of belief...there is relief.

I've got...a parachute for the freefall

Just untie the noose round my wings

There is a sky where the light is never blinding

And love fills everything...and you can hear the heart sing

Oh, I can almost hear it...if I'd ever shut up, shut up...

You don't have to travel very far

Exactly where it's at ...is exactly where you are.

Keep me a laugh ahead of ignorance

And the tight clenched fists of hate

Into the arms of my affinity

Where love is thundering at the gate

Saying, "it's not too late...to stop chickening out, stop chickening"

'Cause you don't have to travel very far

Exactly where it's at...is exactly where you are.

Bubbling underneath the static drone of the humdrum

Churning waves of ecstasy delighted that you've come

Why question how you got there, just surrender to the flight

I know that you want too...you know that I need too

I know that we're going too...enjoy the flight...so give up the fight

Around and round and round we go, until we understand

Salvation lives here within the heart of every man.

So you don't have to travel very far

Exactly where it's at...is exactly where you are

You don't have to travel very far

Exactly where it's at...is exactly where you are.

4

If I Am A King

If I am a king

And my mind is the kingdom

What kind of ruler am I?

Do I govern my thoughts

Or do I simply attack

Do I crush every opposing view

So my fears don't bite back?

If I am a king

And my body is the land

What kind of sovereign am I?

Preoccupied by conflict

Or am I in a place of peace

Am I serene in the midst of chaos

Before my oppositions cease?

Do I have the courage to say...

I am simple, I am fragile, and from this I gather strength

I may be bruised, but I'm agile, so I know I can go the length.

If I am a king

And my heart is the province

What kind of guardian am I?

Do I hide my vulnerability

Or do I ware it on my sleeve

Wear it even when my confidence suddenly takes leave?

Do I have the courage to say...

I am simple, I am fragile, and from this I gather strength

I may be bruised, but I'm agile, so I know I can go the length

If I am a king

And my hands are the country

What kind of builder am I?

Are my stones made of love

Are they strong even when I break

Or do I point and blame the mason who leaves me

Crumbling in my wake?

5

Secret Garden

I'm longing

To speak of things I dare not tell

So I'm hiding

The secret garden of my love

Where I go to freely feel

Our soulful waters run, our soulful waters

Running...

Here inside

The secret garden I hide

Here, I can feel you here

Between the rise and the fall

Of this breath, that moves us all

No up sense or down

In this secret garden I've found.

I am burning

Like a fire in the wind

Following the pathless coarse

That yearns within its ardent flame

For the downpour of your ecstatic rain

Raining...

Here, inside

The secret garden I hide

Here, I can feel you here

Between the rise and the fall

Of this breath that fills us all

No above and no below

In the secret garden I know.

Slipping in

Between the shadows and the light

I can feel you taking flight

The opening is shear

And our secret garden

Is waiting here, waiting here...

6

If Love Is Just A Waltz

Is the moon far too brilliant

And our hearts too resilient

To usher this waltz without aim?

Will the mystery unfold

Down a path we keep trying to mold

Has our faith secretly started to wane?

Can a kiss still blush the skin

Or is life growing pale and thin

Waiting for the music to begin?

If love is just a waltz, take this dance

If love is just a waltz, take this invitingly irresistible chance

Or is rain too consistent

And doubt too persistent

For a break in the storm to appear?

Will the thorns still surrender

Or is the rose far too tender

Silently yearning for years?

Can a kiss still blush the skin

Or is life growing pale and thin

Waiting for the music to begin?

If love is just a waltz, take it's anxious palm in your hand

Love is just a waltz, come dance me to your foreign land

Love is just a waltz, it offers a long stemmed rose

Lets dance all night, lets follow wherever it goes

If love is just a waltz, there's no sense of time

Love is just a waltz, Let's drown in it's endless wine

Love is just a waltz, it's feet hardly touch the ground

If love is just a waltz...then I want to go around and around...

7

Freedom

Freedom to be true to yourself

Freedom to follow your heart and run with the ball

Freedom to go beyond the pale and most of all

Freedom and the freedom to feel it, the capacity to feel it, the ability to feel

And find the joy that's independent of everything somehow

Living here inside of us in the universe of now.

Freedom, freedom

From the lie that lives outside

Freedom, freedom

From the stigma of black and white

The image of wrong and right, freedom

From the swagger of yes and no

The difference of high and low,

Freedom

To hear your own voice

Freedom to know you even have a choice

Freedom to say what you mean

Freedom to mean what you say 'cause everything's OK

When you plant the seed the garden grows around that perfect home

The path becomes so obvious when the heart's your stepping-stone to

Freedom, freedom

From the mental merry-go-round

Freedom, freedom

From the concept of good and bad

And all the doubts to be had, freedom

From the stigma of black and white

The image of wrong and right

The swagger of yes and no

The difference of high and low

Freedom

To be true to yourself, to follow your heart and run with the ball...

To go beyond the pale and most of all

Freedom and the freedom to feel it, the capacity to feel it, the ability to feel

8

Thank You

Thank you for holding the door open for me

Thank you unconditional generosity

Thank you for carrying me across the threshold of my love

Thank you authenticity.

'Cause I thought

These dormant winds of mine

Would die before their time

I thought these clouds of bitter rain

Would never wane

I thought this turbulent sea was the real me

Thank you.

Thank you for pulling the wool off my eyes

Thank you stark stone reality

Thank you for clearing these mud filled waters

Thank you unbreakable mirror

Thank you that which is undeniable

Thank you that which is immeasurable

Thank you unwavering truth.

'Cause I thought

This dry riverbed

Had not one tear of joy to shed

I thought these ragged wings of light

Would never take flight

I thought this turbulent sea

Was the real me

Thank you.

As these dormant winds of mine

Dance the waltz of time

As these clouds are sweet with rain

Their bitter cries wane

Through turbulence I see

I can see the real me... Thank you.

9

Courage To Love

In this life

Between the joys and strife

There is a solid core,

An ever-opening door

Coming in, coming out

It's taking the direct route,

Making love, making love, making love

From both below and above

But if you've ever had your heart trampled on

And you can't find the strength to trust again

Don't lose the courage to love...

If it's frightening out on the branch

When passion is shaking your tree

Don't lose the courage to love...

Find the courage to love...

And you'll be taken care of

I can hear a steady sound

In spite of all the ups and the downs

It's gentle, shapeless form

Is impervious to the storms

It's breathing in and breathing out

Always taking the direct route

Making love, making love, making love

From below and above.

But if you've ever had your heart trampled on

And you can't find the strength to trust again

Don't lose the courage to love...

If it's naked out on the branch

when passion is shaking your tree

Don't lose the courage to love

Find the courage to love

And you'll be taken care of

10

The Owl And the Swan

Deep in the heart of a jungled wood

The thickened pines of darkness stood

Their cloaks a safe haven to a family of owls

Where only the shadow of the moon dare prowl.

Until one day a swan flew thru a break in the trees

And found a little owl hemmed in by the leaves.

The owl cried, "Who are you and from where do you come?"

"I am the swan. I can show you radiant light of the sun.

I journey the deserts, over mountains I roam

I travel the earth for the world is my home

I fly with the dawn as morning light wings

Across oceans of vast existence I sing.

Come with me as the sun wakes up the world

Come to me, as each veil of it's breath un-furls."

Color, light, a ball of fire

The owl flew with the new wings of desire.

Until his Mother's words sank on his faith like a stone

She said, "The Sun is no more alive than a river of bones,

Like folklore, it doesn't exist, but go ask your Father if you insist."

"Father, Father I want to see to the sun,

I want to play in the fields where it's golden rays run."

"My poor boy", was his father's reply,

"There are no colors that light up the sky.

You'll never find a Sun if it doesn't exist,

But I'll go to the Elder Owls if you persist."

"Old wise ones, it should come as no surprise

A Swan has swooned my boy with lies

Whimsical providence fills his head

Illusions of light feather his bed."

"Tell your boy, tell him, tell your boy...

There's no such sun in existence

No such heat spans the distance

No such warmth spills over the earth

There is no such dawn of a day's rebirth"

The little Owl scorned the sky

And cried like a homeless waif

Broken as his rags of light

Lay torn beneath his faith.

"Beautiful Swan, why did you lie to me?

I'm waiting impatiently

For the sun to take flight

For a flake of it's light

To shine thru the pines, thru the pines

For the warmth of it's kiss

For a thread of it's bliss

To shine thru the pines, thru the pines."

"Oh my boy, come here by me

We'll wait in the towering trees

We'll look to the sky

As doubt rolls by

And you're safely gathered into thee.

(Wake up, wake up and see...)

A flicker of light thru a crack in the dawn

Shines in a dewdrop as a new day fawns

A whisper of blue thru a petal of green

A faint breath of rose over aquamarine".

(Wake up, wake up, wake up and see...)

"The luminous palette that cradles the sky

The lavenders that blossom and fly

Veils of pink weaving from orange into gold

In a sweeping moment of truth to behold."

Copyright 2002 FuryBuddhaMusic/BMI

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