The Right Word

“The Right Word” is a song from my new show, LIFE REPHRASED, which is about the journey of Tony. an insecure, word-besotted poet, journalist and playwright, who finds who he is—and the words for who he is—through the passion and conflict he experiences with the three women in his life. –J. Linn Allen

 “The Right Word”

THERE HAS TO BE A WORD

A WORD THAT PUTS THE THING IN PLACE

WITHOUT WHICH THERE IS ONLY SPACE

THAT’S LEFT UNFORMED WITHOUT A TRACE

OF WHAT MIGHT BE OR MIGHT HAVE BEEN

BY WILL OR GRACE

THE PERFECT THING

TO PASSIONATELY EMBRACE,

PERCEIVED UNSHADOWED AND UNBLURRED

BECAUSE THERE WAS THE PERFECT WORD


I’M LOOKING FOR THE WORD

I’M ALWAYS LOOKING FOR THE WORD

THAT TELLS ME WHO I AM AND HOW

I CAME TO BE AND WHERE I’LL GO

AND LETS ME KNOW MY MIND IS FOLLOWING

THE FLOW IT SHOULD 

–OR NO.

I CAN’T SLOW DOWN

UNTIL I’M ANCHORED SOLIDLY

UNTIL IN MY GEOMETRY

THE PROBLEM OF THE WORD FOR ME

IS SOLVED PRECISELY

QED.


BUT WHAT IF FINDING 

THAT RIGHT WORD OR PHRASE

OBLITERATES WHAT I DEFINE,

TRANSFIXING PREMATURELY 

WHAT’S MOVED AWAY ALREADY,

SHED THE SHELL OF MEANING I IMPOSE,

ACCRUING LIFE THAT GROWS AND SHOWS

ANOTHER SIDE, ANOTHER POSE, 

ANOTHER SET OF CLOTHES,

AND I REACH SPEECHLESS,

EMPTY AND EXPOSED

SEARCHING FOR THE WORD

FOREVER UNDISCLOSED?


I’M WHAT I SAY I AM

AND YOU ARE WHAT YOU SAY YOU ARE

BUT ALSO YOU ARE WHAT I SAY 

YOU ARE, AND I AM WHAT YOU SAY

I AM–BOTH PROPOSITIONS TRUE.

EVENTUALLY 

WE MUST AGREE

AND FIND A MUTUALITY

OF YOU AND ME 

THE NOUNS AND VERBS AND ADJECTIVES

AND SOUNDS THAT CAPTURE US 

WITH CLARITY 

COMPLETELY

FUNDAMENTALLY

ESSENTIALLY.



WORKING, MARRYING

From the musical GETTING EVERYTHING

I wrote this little song a long time ago, but as I have aged it seems more relevant than
ever. Or perhaps I’m just nostalgic for a simpler set of choices. In any case I would find it a
suitable envoi. –J. Linn Allen

SEEKING EXPERIENCE

SEX AND OTHER STIMULANTS

ECSTASY AND HIGH ROMANCE

ARE ONLY WAYS OF KILLING TIME


LIFE IS ESSENTIALLY

MADE UP OF NO MORE THAN THREE

THINGS THAT WE’VE BEEN DOING

MORE OR LESS UNCHANGINGLY THROUGHOUT TIME


WORKING, MARRYING, HAVING CHILDREN

THAT IS ALL THERE HAS TO BE

ALL THE REST IS WINDOW-DRESSING

SECOND GUESSING REALITY


I WAS SO DEVIOUS

IT WAS ALL SO OBVIOUS

EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED

WAS RIGHT HERE AT HAND

ALL THE TIME.



This Could Be The Time

From the musical CANCERMAN

This is a simple song that could apply to all kinds of long-delayed comings-together. It is
sung in the show by a father and estranged daughter reconciling after many years, but I also sang
it at my 60 th high school reunion because it seemed appropriate at the time. There is something
special about barriers dissolving. –J. Linn Allen

THIS COULD BE THE TIME

THE TIME TO KNOW

THE TIME TO FEEL

THE TIME WHEN WHAT COULD NEVER HAPPEN COULD BE REAL


THIS SHOULD BE OUR TIME

THE TIME WE HOLD

THE TIME WE BRING

THE TIME WHEN ALL THE YEARS GONE BY DON’T MEAN A THING


FINALLY OUR HEARTS ARE FREE TO RUN

TO FEEL SOME WARMTH WHERE THERE WAS NONE

SUDDENLY WE SEE A DOOR

WE’VE ALWAYS CHOSEN TO IGNORE


WE SHOUD HAVE THIS TIME

THIS CLICK OF TIME

WHEN WOUNDS ARE HEALED

WHEN ALL THE LOVE SO LONG LOCKED UP BECOMES UNSEALED


NOW THIS IS OUR TIME

THE TIME WE HOLD

THE TIME WE BRING

THE TIME WE START

MAKING UP AT LAST

FOR ALL THE TIME GONE PAST

FOR ALL THE TIME WE KEPT OURSELVES APART



BIT BY BIT

From the musical CANCERMAN

The musical dives into the turbulent thoughts of a man reviewing his life as his terminal cancer progresses. He is accompanied in his mental and physical journey by a chorus that supports him and helps him define his thoughts along the way. This song faces up to the infelicities of advancing age. –J. Linn Allen

BIT BY BIT WE SLIP AWAY

PIECE BY PIECE, CHIP BY CHIP

LIFE LAST WEEK IS LOSS TODAY

BREAK A TOE, CRACK A HIP


BONES GET SOFTER, ARTERIES HARD

EYESIGHT’S CLOUDY, HEARING’S FAINT

MUSCLES WORK LIKE MELTING LARD

SKIN COULD USE A COAT OF PAINT


FINGERS STIFFEN, CURL AND CRAMP

NECK CAN’T TURN, KNEES CAN’T BEND

LIPS GET DRY, THOUGHTS GET DAMP

YOU START A SENTENCE YOU CAN’T END.


HAIR GETS BRITTLE, TEETH GET ROTTEN

BALANCE FALTERS, BOTH HANDS SHAKE

WHAT YOU’VE LEARNED IS ALL FORGOTTEN

NOTHING MOVES THAT DOESN’T ACHE


SLIDE DOWN THE AGING SLOPE

THE GRADUAL DECLINE

IF YOU’RE STILL HERE YOU’RE DOING FINE

THE TRICKY PART IS KEEPING UP

YOUR COURAGE AT THE FINISH LINE.


PIECE BY PIECE WE GO AWAY

LITTLE BY LITTLE, BIT BY BIT  

ONLY ONE THING LEFT TO SAY:

WE MIGHT SOMEHOW GET USED TO IT.


PIECE BY PIECE WE GO AWAY

BIG TO LITTLE, SIZED TO FIT  

ONLY ONE THING LEFT TO SAY:

THAT MAYBE

COULD BE

KEEPING ON

WITH WIT OR GRIT

WE MIGHT SOMEHOW GET USED TO IT.  

BIT BY BIT BY BIT BY BIT.


LITTLE SECRETS

from the musical BOOMS

BOOMS is about a small Midwest town unhinged by thunderous noises coming from who knows where, and like all small towns it has a corrupt, drug-dealing sheriff and a beauty parlor where gossip is exchanged. Bella is the proprietor and her customers, Dorothy and Anne, can’t get enough of the local dirt. –J. Linn Allen

BELLA

LITTLE SECRETS, REVELATIONS

PARENTS GOING ON VACATIONS

WITH THEIR CHILDREN LEFT UNTENDED

AND IT’S DAYS BEFORE THEY’RE FINALLY APPREHENDED

I’M NOT NAMING ANY NAME

OR ASSIGNING ANY BLAME

I JUST SNIP AND CLIP AND LISTEN


ANNE

WHISPERED TALES WITH PREGNANT PAUSES

TELL OF DEATHS FOR UNKNOWN CAUSES


DOROTHY

CASES JUDGES KEEP DISMISSING  

SINCE SOMEHOW A KEY POLICE REPORT GOES MISSING


BELLA

I’M NOT SAYING THIS IS FACT

OR THAT ANYONE SHOULD ACT

I JUST SNIP AND CLIP AND LISTEN AND CAREULLY LISTEN


BELLA, DOROTHY, ANNE

WHEN THEY COME FOR A STYLING AT BELLA’S

THEY OPEN THEIR MOUTHS LIKE UNFOLDING UMBRELLAS


BELLA

THIS ONE’S CARRYING SOMEONE’S BABY

AND THEY ALL SAY HER HUSBAND MAYBE

ISN’T REALLY BABY’S DAD.


ANNE

BUT ISN’T HE THE ONE WHO HAD

A TIDY INCOME SKIMMING CASH,

AND GOT IN AN UNREPORTED DRUNKEN CRASH?


DOROTHY

I’VE HEARD IT ALL A THOUSAND TIMES —


BELLA, DOROTHY, ANNE

SPOUSES BEATING UP ON SPOUSES,

KIDS INVADING EMPTY HOUSES

FARMERS STEALING WOMEN’S BLOUSES

AND A MILLION OTHER PETTY CRIMES.

AT BELLA’S WE DON’T MESS ABOUT

EVERYTHING COMES SPILLING OUT

HIDDEN CORNERS, DARK AND STEAMY

LURID AND CORRUPT AND SEAMY


BELLA

LAST WEEK IN THE CHAIR RIGHT NEXT TO ME

A WOMAN SAID SHE HEARD OF OXYCONTIN AND ECSTASY

SELLING HERE MUCH MORE THAN YOU MIGHT EXPECT TO SEE

AND I WONDERED HOW THAT COULD WORK OUT FEASIBLY

UNDER THE NOSE OF OUR VIGILANT SHERIFF

UNLESS HE DIDN’T REALLY CARE IF

DRUGS WERE BEING SOLD SO EASILY

SO I JUST SNIP


DOROTHY, ANNE

SHE SNIPS


BELLA

AND CLIP


DOROTHY, ANNE

AND CLIPS


BELLA

AND LISTEN


DOROTHY, ANNE

TO EVERY LITTLE SECRET


BELLA

AND LISTEN


DOROTHY, ANNE

SHE’S EVER SO DISCREET AND CAREFULLY


BELLA

AND CAREFULLY, VERY CAREFULLY STAND AND LISTEN.


DOROTHY

TO EVERY LITTLE SECRET


ANNE

SNIP AND CLIP


BELLA

AND LISTEN


DOROTHY, ANNE

THAT’S WHY WE COME TO BELLA’S AFTER ALL.


EAGLE

From the musical JANE AND ELLEN AND MARY

“Eagle” is sung by the young Jane Addams, showing how the idealism and ambition that led to her becoming America’s foremost social work pioneer were deeply grounded in the Northern experience of the Civil War, during which she was born. Her father was an Illinois state legislator and sometime associate of Abraham Lincoln, who referred to him as “double-d” Addams. –J. Linn Allen

THERE WAS THIS EAGLE

THIS OLD LADY EAGLE

WHO MADE AS HER HOME THE WISCONSIN STATE CAPITOL

SHE’D BEEN ATTACHED TO A CIVIL WAR REGIMENT

NOW SAT QUITE TAMELY

RIGHT BY THE DOOR  

AT THE SIDE OF THE SOLDIER WHO’D KEPT HER ALIVE THROUGH THE WAR


I WENT WITH MY FATHER

TO VISIT THE CAPITOL

WHERE THE OLD SOLDIER TOLD US THAT THE EAGLE MEANT

FREEDOM AND RIGHTS THAT THE SOLDIERS HAD FOUGHT FOR   

AND THAT’S WHY THEY STAYED

SHOWING ALL WHO ARRIVED  

THAT THE WARRIOR EAGLE AND IDEALS IT STOOD FOR SURVIVED.


BUT A FEW WEEKS LATER WE READ IN THE PAPERS  

THAT THE SOLDIER HAD DIED AND THE EAGLE HAD FLOWN

AND NOBODY ACTUALLY KNEW WHERE THE EAGLE HAD GONE


FOR MONTHS AND MONTHS AFTER

I’D STARE AT THE SKY

SURE IF I LOOKED HARD ENOUGH I WOULD SEE HER FLY   

WAY UP THERE HIGH WITH HER WINGS SPREAD SO WIDE  

SHE WAS STILL STRONG AND SOARING

LIKE ALL THE IDEALS  

THAT KEPT THE MEN PROUD IN THAT TERRIBLE WAR

I NEVER DID SEE HER

BUT I KNEW SHE WAS UP THERE

AND I KNEW WHAT I’D DO

I’D FOLLOW THAT EAGLE FOREVER WHEREVER SHE FLEW.  

WHEREVER SHE FLEW.


SONIA’S DRESS

from the musical DAD AND MOM

This lyric comes after Ted, the lead character, has broken up with his longtime live-in girlfriend,
Sonia, and tries to capture a finality in a moment and an object. The show interweaves Ted’s
childhood with his present-day 20-something self and traces his emotional development in song. –J. Linn Allen

SONIA’S COMING
COMING FOR THIS DRESS
AND ALL THE OTHER PARTS OF HER SHE LEFT LAST WEEK
AND WANTS TO REPOSSESS
SHE’LL PACK IT UP AND LEAVE NO TRACE BEHIND
EXCEPT SOME FABRIC IN MY MIND.


THIS WAS THE DRESS
THE DRESS SHE WORE WHEN I SAW HER FIRST
RUNNING FROM ONE FRIEND TO ANOTHER
IN THE THEATER LOBBY AS IF HER HEAD WOULD BURST
FROM THE ENERGY OF BEING YOUNG, AND SO PRETTY
THE HAPPIEST GIRL IN THE CITY


THIS IS THE DRESS THAT SWEPT HER ALONG
GIVING HER MOTION AND LIGHTNESS AND JOY
GIVING HER ALL A GIRL MEANS TO A BOY–
THE THRILL, THE STRANGENESS, THE SPIRIT,
THE WONDER OF JUST BEING NEAR IT.


WHY DOES SHE WANT IT BACK?
IT’S JUST A SCRAP OF CLOTH
A MOUTHFUL FOR A HUNGRY MOTH
I GAVE IT MEANING BY LOVING HER IN IT
FEELING MY HEART BREAK AND HEAL IN A MINUTE


NOW IT’S AN OUTEDATED DRESS
A MEANINGLESS RAG IN THE MESS OF A TANGLED PAST
NOT MEANT TO LAST.


WHY DO YOU WANT IT BACK?
IT’S JUST A SCRAP OF CLOTH
A MOUTHFUL FOR A HUNGRY MOTH
I GAVE IT MEANING BY LOVING YOU IN IT
FEELING MY HEART BREAK AND HEAL IN A MINUTE


NOW IT’S AN OUTEDATED DRESS
A MEANINGLESS RAG IN THE MESS
OF A TANGLED PAST
NOT MEANT TO LAST.


“Always Is Sometimes” from the musical

GETTING EVERYTHING

This is the opening song from a show about a troubled psychotherapist I wrote in the mid-1980s, which had a showcase production in the former Commons Theatre in Chicago. It’s stayed with me as an ode to our fragility and a reminder of how miraculous and mysterious it is when people get together and stay together. –J. Linn Allen

Susan met Ronnie

They ran off to Boulder

Ronnie is drinking

Susan looks older


Robert and Anne found truth

In Beethoven quartets

Now Robert plays Bach all night

Anne has her pets


Always is sometimes

Completely is kind of

The only love you find

Is take-what-you-find love

Grasping at straws is life’s

Most typical act

Soon all the straws you’ve grasped

Are breaking your back


Sharon ran out on Vic

To remarry her ex.

Vic’s become Vicky

He’s ex from his sex


Always is sometimes

Completely is kind of

The only love you find

Is take-what-you-find love

Grasping at straws is life’s

Most typical act

Soon all the straws you’ve grasped

Are breaking your back


DO NO HARM

This is the final song from a show about the hopes of youth in the 1960s and how so many of them foundered in violence and disillusion. It’s sung by a couple who went from naïve idealism to sobered resignation and a determination to adapt to a new reality in the most positive way they could. –J. Linn Allen

DO NO HARM” from the musical

IN THAT DAWN

FIRST, DO NO HARM.

FOR ALL WHO WANT TO GET IT RIGHT

NO MATTER WHERE YOU SET YOUR SIGHT

NO MATTER HOW YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT

REPEAT THE MANTRA LIKE A CHARM

FIRST THING–DO NO HARM. 


WE’RE MADE OF WHAT SURROUNDS US

THE DARKEST EARTH, THE LIGHTEST AIR

LET OUR LIGHT WITH DARKNESS SHARE

RISE WITH THE SUN AND SEE IT DOWN

AND SAY AN EVENING PRAYER.


PLANT OUR CROPS AND NURTURE THEM

WATER THEM AND HOE THE WEEDS

PICK AND EAT THEM WHEN THEY’RE READY

IN THE FALL PUT UP PRESERVES

ALWAYS SAVE THE SEEDS.


BUT FIRST, WE’LL DO NO HARM.

FOR ALL WHO WANT GET IT RIGHT

NO MATTER WHERE YOU SET YOUR SIGHT

NO MATTER HOW YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT

INK THE MOTTO ON YOUR ARM

FIRST THING–DO NO HARM.


WE KNOW THERE HAVE TO BE SOLUTIONS

JUSTICE IN A WORLD OF WRONG

BUT DON’T GET LOST IN HATE AND FURY

SIT UP HIGH AS JUDGE AND JURY

WHERE YOU DON’T BELONG


IT’S ALWAYS EASY TO GET ANGRY

LET THE RIGHTEOUS BLOOD RUN HOT

SOMETIMES IT’S THE ONLY WAY

TO MAKE SURE EVIL’S ON DISPLAY

PUT POWER ON THE SPOT

BUT SOMETIMES MAYBE NOT


TIME AND FATE HAVE WAYS OF BRINGING

CONSEQUENCES NOT FORESEEN

WE CAN’T TELL HOW PRESENT DARKNESS

MIGHT RESULT IN LIGHT TOMORROW

OR SHADOWS IN BETWEEN


SO FIRST, DO NO HARM.

FOR ALL WHO WANT TO DO IT RIGHT

NO MATTER WHERE YOU SET YOUR SIGHT

NO MATTER HOW YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT

SOUND IT LIKE A NIGHT ALARM–

FIRST THING–DO NO HARM.


DEAL WITH WIND AND DEAL WITH RAIN

HANDLE PROBLEMS THAT YOU CAN

ASK FOR GUIDANCE WHEN YOU NEED

ON YOUR OWN YOU WON’T SUCCEED

TRY TO HAVE A PLAN


AND FIRST, DO NO HARM.

FOR ALL WHO WANT TO GET IT RIGHT

NO MATTER WHERE YOU SET YOUR SIGHT

NO MATTER HOW YOU SHINE YOUR LIGHT

DOCTORS SAY IT

WE SHOULD ALL JOIN HANDS AND PRAY IT

THINK ABOUT IT EVERYDAY

GRIP IT LIKE A MAGIC CHARM

TRY TO DO NO HARM.


JUST A BARISTA

This is the opener for the musical MUFFINS, in which the four baristas who lead the show set the tone and tell us who they are. I read somewhere that everyone should be a regular somewhere, that place you go every day and they all know you. I spend hours in coffee shops where the temptation to speculate about the lives of baristas is irresistible, and led me to write a musical comedy that won best music award at a Chicago musical theater festival in 2016. –J. Linn Allen

“JUST A BARISTA” from the musical

MUFFINS

LINDSEY

I KNOW I’M ON THE VERGE OF FINDING SOME NEW KIND OF ME.

I PRAY EACH DAY I’LL FEEL A FLASH OF INSIGHT SUDDENLY

OR MAYBE SEE A MAN WHO’LL STOP AND TURN HIS BURNING EYES

TO PIERCE MY SOUL AND MAKE MY DOUBTS AND FEARS ALL VAPORIZE  

BUT THESE ARE SILLY DREAMS AND I’M A BARISTA

LINDSEY, ERIN, TRAVIS, PAUL:

I’M JUST A BARISTA

YOU SEE ME EVERY DAY

WHERE I LIGHTLY GLIDE AND SWAY

AND SERVE YOU WITH A GRIN

BUT YOU CAN’T SEE WHAT REALLY HAPPENS

HERE WITHIN

NO NO NO NO NO

TRAVIS

I’M JUST THE FACE ABOVE THE HAND EXTENDED WITH A DRINK

NO ONE KNOWS ME OR HAS ANY NOTION WHAT I THINK

I’M TOTALLY ANONYMOUS AND AIM TO STAY THE SAME

UNTIL THE MOMENT COMES WHEN ALL THE WORLD WILL KNOW MY NAME

BUT DREAMS ARE FOR TOMORROW AND I’M A BARISTA

ERIN

I ALWAYS FIGURED I KNEW HOW MY FUTURE WOULD APPEAR

I HAD A LIST OF ALL THAT I’D ACCOMPLISH YEAR TO YEAR  

BUT THEN I REALIZED LIFE WAS MORE THAN PASSING SOME EXAM

AND SO I’M TAKING TIME AWAY TO FIND OUT WHO I AM

I’M LEARNING HANGING LOOSE WHEN I’M A BARISTA

LINDSEY, ERIN, TRAVIS, PAUL:

I’M JUST A BARISTA  

YOU SEE ME EVERY DAY

WHERE I LIGHTLY GLIDE AND SWAY

AND SERVE YOU WITH A GRIN

BUT YOU CAN’T SEE WHAT REALLY HAPPENS

HERE WITHIN

NO NO NO NO NO

PAUL

I HEAR OF LIFE’S TRUE MEANING AND IT GETS ME SO PERPLEXED

FROM WHAT I SEE LIFE’S GOAL IS TO BE RICH AND OVERSEXED

BUT SINCE I HAVE NO MONEY AND LOVE IS DAY TO DAY

I’LL FLOAT ON EVERY CURRENT UNTIL I DRIFT AWAY

IT’S A PERFECT SPOT FOR ME TO BE A BARISTA

LINDSEY, ERIN, TRAVIS, PAUL

WE’RE ONLY BARISTAS

YOU SEE US ALL THE TIME

SMILING LIKE A NURSERY RHYME

TURNING KNOBS AND MEASURING

FOR YOUR DAILY PLEASURING

THERE AMID THE CROCKERY

TRADING CHEERFUL MOCKERY

IN A TEAM PROPELLING STEAM

THROUGH MILK AND BEANS FOR THOSE WITH MEANS

BUT WHAT DO YOU THINK IT MEANS

TO BE A BARISTA?

TAKE A PEEK BEHIND THE SCENES

WHERE OUR HEARTS HAVE DEEP RAVINES

COME AND SEE THE SECRETS

OF THE BARISTAS.