Community Songs

and song zine recordings: Every Seed Has A Song

words and music by Fehlya Ehrlander, unless otherwise noted

These songs are approved for community use, including community choirs, song circles, etc.
Please contact Fehlya for permission if you are planning to record or perform the songs for money.

Donations are welcome.

My Feelings

Written as a calming reminder.

My feelings are healthy and normal

they will come and I will listen

they will go and change into other things

just like the beautiful sky

 

What is Good For Me

Written as a soothing reminder.

What is good for me won’t pass me by

and who is right for now won’t want to fly

I am here, with my future always unclear

but what I am drawn to will carry me through

 

I Will Ground

Inspired by a desire to perpetuate and internalize the ability to ground, many times each day.

I will ground in my body, when it all feels so strong

I will ground in the body, as the waves roll along

Grounding in now, grounding here now

Breathe out all the way, breathe out all of it

 

A Leaf

Born on a teary nature walk, this song touches on the theme of gifts we might experience through challenging times.

A leaf, dangling by a spider thread

Does a most beautiful dance

Sometimes, we dangle by a single thread

And do a most beautiful dance

 

Love is not wasted

This song came as medicine for choosing love while moving through hurtful feelings (in the context of a healthy relationship).

Love is not wasted

My love, it is not wasted

Acts of love, they are not wasted

Words of love, they are not wasted

Thoughts of love, they are not wasted

Love is not wasted

 

Snowlight

Inspired by the glorious brightness of snowy covered nights.

Where would you go, by the light of the snow?

Where would you be lead by the snowlight?

On a breeze, through the trees

A star takes my hand and I kiss the moon

 

Slow Success

A medicine song for letting go of the outcome, while focusing on acting from a place of deep listening.

Success is not the outcome

It’s the incoming, coming out

This is humanity

I am listening, I am hearing

I am acting from within

 

What is, is

A medicine song for letting go and returning to the moment.

What is, is… it is

What will be, will be… it will be

What was, was…. it was

 

I Know Who I am

A requested song to support difficult healing with the strength of self knowledge.

I know who I am

and I know how I feel

I know what it is

to heal and heal and heal

 

I am Enough

A medicine song for self confidence, acceptance, and love.

I am enough

I have what I need

 

Earth is Crammed

Melody by Madeline Moss, Harmonies by Fehlya Ehrlander, Words by Elizabeth Barrette Browning. Written as an acknowledgement of grace.

Earth is crammed with heaven

And every common bush afire with God

But only the ones who see, take off their shoes.

 

Daughter of Peace

Melody and lyrics by Madeline Moss, Harmony by Fehlya Ehrlander

Written for Madeline’s teenager.

Daughter of peace,

Here is some sweet release

From your heavy sorrow.

Sow seeds of hope, hope for tomorrow.

 

Stay in the Moment

Melody by Madeline Moss, Harmony by Fehlya Ehrlander Words by Terry Stubbart

Written for mindfulness.

Stay in the moment

Moment flows to moment

And so the path unfolds.

 

Hymn to the Night

Melody and lyrics by Madeline Moss, Harmony by Alison Post. Sung by Madeline Moss and Fehlya Ehrlander

Written as a celebration of the sacred in the mundane.

Let go all the ties of time / breath flies soft like owl wings rise

feet on earth are roots remembered / as we bless this sacred night.

Let the fire inside inspire and warm / wrapped in your waters safe from harm

concentrate upon the splendor / of this another sacred night.

See the mirror of without, within / give all your wishes to the wind

feel the sweeping as we spin / among the stars of sacred night.

Mom

Written for my mother. The bits of dissonance, for me, reflect the bittersweetness of motherhood without a village. May future mothers and fathers have bountiful support.

Mom, you’re the roots, trunk, branches, leaves, and the flowers

Thank you for nourishing me through the tender hours

Hushabye, baby sweet, hushabye

 

Snowdrops

Snowdrops are my grandmother’s favorite flower. As I noticed them blooming one January, this little song of hope came through.

Snowdrops and dewdrops, summoning the spring

Rising before the warmth, faith in everything