nicole lepera

A prayer. 

To all the people I don't see anymore 

With their shoulda-woulda-couldas 

And their heavy vice of blame 

Countin' many ways they thought I was shamed 

"Why didn't you?" she asked with frown 

When I hoped…

Why live in a well 

When there is mercy 

Mercy 

Mercy 

There is mercy on us 

There are places you’re going to see 

The sky’s so blue 

Don’t you cry for me 

Cause I know what I’m gonna do 

Cause…

Preview from album coming out months from now. 

For those holding onto a single candle in the night, I hear you. 

When your pretty stained glass illusions shatter (and they always will), cry your tears, then joyfully sweep the colored shards away. For the sunlight you stand in now is pure, ancient, and true. 

This piece from my upcoming album, Bastard Helga, has been going through my head all day. 

I will so miss this old friend, my childhood piano...she has gone out of tune over the years and I took her for granted. But after playing her again, it was something akin to coming home again...and her familiar, sweet…

When you're fed up on a cold, rainy day. 

Goodbye, sweet little friend. 

The indescribable sense of loss when you watch years of memories being torn apart. 

Sometimes...you just really want some. I mean, REALLY want some. 

This is not a folk album...and an entirely new genre for me. It's raw and unapologetic. Here is a sample track, called "Dark," about watching your lover sleep after you die...and finding out every last one of their secrets. 

You…

Sometimes, you just gotta let it all out...

I wrote this the night before the heat wave in Europe. Having been in the UK, I knew how bad this would be. Something about the old buildings, lack of trees, etc. made the 80s feel like the 100s. As…

When you have to fight for or against something, do you find your own battle cry somewhere deep inside you? And when your energy, courage, or resolve is flagging, do you find that its sound comes to your mind just…

Once again, you try to scramble up from the ashes, reform the phoenix wings again out of a bit less ash than last time. Again. And again. You are tired from the fighting. You want someone else to take up…

As I watch the horrible images come through the TV, there are no words for what I feel. So much pointless loss of life, destruction of worlds, and for what? This piece has been cycling through my head on repeat…

I knew 2022 was going to be a rough year. But on New Year's Eve, I never dreamed we would be staring into the maw of World War III. 

So many things in life up until now, I've taken for…

When you get a piece of really bad news, get your heart broken, are sick, or someone you love dies, do you pick up the phone? Or do you turn off the phone and turn to music? 

When I'm down…

I am home from a whirlwind trip, one in which I tried to fit a month's worth of sights into a few days. When I have time off, it seems that I try to always do way too much. In…

A familiar smell can bring back forgotten memories with remarkable clarity. For me, listening to a song I have written long ago somehow takes me back to the moment it was written, with all the thoughts and feelings that went…

Many singers I know (including me) can actually enjoying singing while they're sick. Even though talking is nearly impossible through all the sniffling, sneezing, and other unpleasantries, something about singing itself seems to sometimes help. Maybe it's all that extra…