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Take a little drive down on 55. Wind blowing my hair proves I am alive, ’cuz I have seen dust in dreams. Tell me what that means. Rolling through the land where it all began. Prairie meets the sky ’til the end of time. But, I’m between sunset scenes. Tell me what that means. There is nothing clear in my rearview mirror. How far down the road do I have to go? And, when I ride into the seam, tell me what that means… what that means.
Theos 03:12
Kiss you once before I go. Time to make my way back home. I must travel ’til my lips turn cold. Lady, will you come to me at the end of my journey? Hold my weary bones so I can sleep. Theos. Theos. Theos. Queen, who wears a thorny crown, dress me in your silver gown. Lift your scepter. Raise me from the ground. Theos. . . .
Euphrosyne 03:33
Silence in the bitter cold. Shadows where I’m all alone. But, I remember when you were walking in the sun, laughing like no other one, and then you took my hand. Euphrosyne, you’re mine. Euphrosyne, you’re mine. I could never understand why you let me be your friend when I’m darker than light. Playing all your happy tunes, I began to sing the blues, ’til you danced out of sight. Euphrosyne, I cried. Euphrosyne, oh, why? The sadness in my mind needs you. Euphrosyne, oh, why? Euphrosyne, on high, the sadness in my mind . . . Silence in the bitter cold. Shadows where I’m all alone. But, I remember.
Zofia 02:38
Goodbye, sweet Zofia, if you were sweet at all. Your cursed face, Zofia, is no one’s memory now. I lay a wreath above you, oh, lady, out of time. So alone under stone you hide. Wonder how, Zofia, life could end this way? A silent angel watches, but will not meet my gaze. Now you’re gone forever to hell or heaven. You can’t go home, and why would you want to? I’d climb down there beside you if I could learn your shame. But, all I know about you is your name.
Lilacs bloom in the heat of May. Change is coming, but we got today. Golden bees dance on the flowers like Roman flames in the final hour. Burn it down. Drunk with power, we do not see how our greed poisons all we need. Raise a glass to our mother land. She bleeds in oceans where we wash our hands. Count it down. One more round. Lilacs bloom in the heat of May. Change is coming.
What You Get 02:13
Inspired by this Haiku poem by Jenny Bienemann from her book Haiku Milieu: Go where your sense of unworthiness is exposed for the lie it is SONG LYRICS: What you see is what you get, making it hard to forget all the words they spoke of you, all the lies you saw as true. And now, you live with that regret. Take your thoughts back through the years, with tender eyes and tender ears. What if you could lose that day, look at things another way, then press your life reset? Looking glass shows only you. Now what are you gonna do? Room for one inside your mind. Others got nowhere to hide. But, let them watch you resurrect. Yeah, what you see . . .
If 02:34
If I am holy, if I am bright, why can I not see my light? Fighting dragons in the night. Why do they not run and hide? With this shining sword I have conquered more than my heart is beating for. If I am beauty and I am love, why do I look up above for the peace only I can know and the courage to finally go where the angel sings deep inside of me? If I listen, will I believe? If I am bigger than heaven’s wall, why can I not be it all?
Riding Low 04:23
Close my eyes before I count to three. It won’t be long. Every day they shoot down one more dream. Still, I stay strong. Can’t cry or show them my fear. Can’t breathe: a battle is near. I’m riding low. I’m coming slow. How I long for once-upon-a-time, safe in my mind. But, waving flags, they make war on the truth, cross the last line. I see the whites of their eyes. God speed, the hour is nigh. I’m riding low. I’m coming slow. I bleed, but I do not die. I aim. The hour is nigh. I’m riding low. I’m coming slow. We’re riding low. We’re coming.


Hi! Thank you for checking out my 8th album, simply titled "If." Digital and CD copies are available here. ALSO: a huge THANK YOU to everyone who purchased this album as part of my earlier fundraiser to help elect Joe Biden to the U.S. presidency. I appreciate your kind support of that project and my music, too.

Thanks again, and be well, xo


released August 9, 2020

Kathy Greenholdt

Steve Dawson

Steve Dawson at Kernel Sound Emporium, Chicago, Illinois

Carl Saff at Saff Mastering, Chicago, Illinois

Kathy: vocals, acoustic & electric rhythm guitars.
Steve: acoustic & electric guitars, bass, lap steel, piano, organ, Wurlitzer, drums, percussion, backing vocals.

"What You Get" inspired by a Haiku poem by Jenny Bienemann.
Cover photo by Joan Coogan: 5th-Century Basilica of Saint Sabina, Rome, 2019.
Disc face photo: kg selfie.


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Chicago singer-songwriter Kathy Greenholdt wrangles with human desires, spiritual questions, and the natural world in brightly dark folk-rock. More music at: www.KathyGreenholdt.com

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