"Dust And Bones" lyrics by Randy Vera 2011 (BMI) 

English Translation for Italian lines in italics 
                       (A Tango in D-minor)
Recorded at Studio Bopnique, Jan 2012, produced by Anthony J. Resta

When I am dust/
Quando io Sono Ossa/ (When I am bones)
Un Sonno Piu Tranquillo (I will sleep most peaceful) 
In the city's catacombs/
For I knew life eternal/
When once she ooooi suresse a me /
(Smiled at me)
Non temo la mia Morte./
(I no longer fear my death)
for that moment, I was king/ 
The dank and cold under stone roads/
shall be my mansion by the sea/
For I knew her kindness/ 
In estate il balcone/
*(on summer's balcony) 

I love you
And you'll never know
For I never say so

It's you
Residing in my thoughts
The reason behind
The ink being spilled
Into these papers

It's you
These words are
Pleading to stay
In between the lines
That I say

I shouldn't
But I need you
More than I thought
I should
And could

When you said
That you like to read
I immediately
Wanted to make you
A whole library

And maybe for you
I'd write even
The ones
I never thought
I would

It was July and something inside of her began to thud. small and light as a pulse grew from a seed at the bottom of her belly, weaved and braided with veins, commandeered organs like ivy on headstones. washed up and sprouted from her chewed down fingernails, popped blood vessels in her eyes. she thought, 'if this isn't dying then it must be blooming.' this new presence was abashed by the absence of Arabic script and an African summer. it wept at dogs as they panted; they could let go so easily- a few deep heaves and they're back to pure. easy and breezy and not the sad, harsh tear of skin below shoulders, the bruises creeping over wrists and the shredded esophagus. the soiled heart and tar-heavy soul. it panicked more and more as the calender blew past. it sobbed as tomorrow became today and today became yesterday.
i lived a hazy summer. brown skin and hair that turned red at the crinkly ends as it baked. i walked through cornfields and slipped on husks. landed on my back and erupted in giggles at the snowglobe sky protecting me and caging me. incense and gin were as consistent as the advent sun. music blaring and bodies bumping and no release. no escape. my little book of plans was solid and secure. and then smashed. ripped. no poetry and braids. not dreamy just silly.

Get up and leave the broken pieces
Or take it all and give it up to Him.
Cry each day even when life throws at you joy
Or make every tear drop with a thankful heart.
Drown yourself in misery
Or drown misery out.
You are not okay, I know
It is okay not to be okay, you must know.
Life is full of variety and surprise,
It will either make or break you, make them all count.
Let it go,
Loose it all.
Someday you will see,
This is the reason you smile.
Life is good,
It is even worth the ride.

The time when you are alone,
The time when you are known.
Everybody is looking at you,
But on the inside you feel so blue.
You know  you are seen ,
But any of it doesn't make you mean.
You are a ***** that's what they say ,
And you know no ones gonna stay .
Hated, betrayed , ****** this is what you feel ,
But life goes on n so do you
Keeping the pain inside
Faking a smile , life goes on like a bumpy ride .

Suddenly, your warm embrace
The sweet words you say
Your lips
And the promises you always keep

Are being missed
Funny how
I threw it all to waste

Soft kisses lingering
On my skin
Along with bruises
You never meant
To leave

I miss those things
And more
But towards you
I feel nothing