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A Beautiful World
05:04
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without your skin I'd never feel
the flower petals on my face
without your breath I'd never breath
the salty sea though it gives chase
without your laugh I'd never smile
at things I'd like to change
without your fingers never feel
the music the masters made
you multiply my senses, five million maybe more
you are my connection to a world I might ignore
with you I sand away the rough to find the hidden pearl
as if your beauty weren't enough, you show me a beautiful world
without your eyes I'd never see
the purple sky or crescent moon
without your lips I'd never taste
the food that makes me whole
without your ears I'd never hear
the spirit whisper in the wind
without your voice I'd never speak
the secrets deep within
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Just a Boy
03:29
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he was a boy, just a boy I once knew
when he was nearby I felt his vibe
ultrasonic, pyrogenic, alive
he's the rhythm bass, I syncopate
long before my eardrums vibrate
I am softly slipping, tongue-tripping, soul-stripping
through his silence, through his words, too late,
he asked me inside. did I decline?
I tripped into his window, slipped into his afterglow
was stripped out of his soul. Why?
I was a girl, too young for this,
just a girl afraid of dangerous bliss
memories slide into choices collide,
I subdivide the present from past
He was a boy, no, he was a man I once knew
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April Flower
03:35
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One fine day in the middle of May
Six lovers lay beneath the sun's rays
For two loves touch was much too much
When the other pairs touched, they left in a rush
It didn't take long for fear to be gone
Before autumn's dawn her hand was won
The turn of the millenium, a summertime of love
Spring was all smiles, in March down the aisle
In a little while we followed their style
First to the altar their love didn't falter
Crazy we called 'em, the summertime sweltered
A union in June and one in July
Another in August with a lunar surprise
A rose by name she smells the same
How quickly she came, no gardener can tame
her wild dancing and fickle fancy,
her eyes romancing, but they can't see
The Julian power that made this flower
The Julian power made an april flower
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Fly Away
06:15
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Half the tears I ever cried, I cried for you when we said goodbye
At our first goodbye, our love was new, you had my ring, and away I flew
There’s a time to stay, and a time to fly away
There’s a time to stay, and a time to fly away
We’re parents now, though I don’t know how,
we three like glue, me, her and you
I like to think I can keep you safe, but we can’t just hole up in a cave
Another surprise at the worst of times,
can we four survive, can I provide?
These questions asked, and your bags were packed
More tears in an airport for the ones I care for,
three darlings departed, one life barely started
All three ascend, but one never lands
Why did you fly away? Fly away?
Fly away? Fly away?
I need to forget because I can’t protect you
My song will remind you that someday I’ll find
This poem has told you that someday I’ll hold you
When I fly away, fly away
When I fly away, fly away
There’s a time to stay, and a time to fly away
There’s a time to stay, and a time to
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Giving Tree
05:06
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when we were young
they told us a story
'bout a boy and a tree
he took its fruit
its leaves and its branches
that's why they call it
the giving tree
everybody loves
the giving tree
Listen, friends
I'm gonna tell you a story
'bout a girl and a tree
she lost her mama
when she was a baby
tried to fill the hole
with the gifts of the tree
everybody loves
the giving tree
Lights so bright
they gave her sight
fruit so sweet
can't help but eat
boughs so strong
it wasn't long
before the gifts made the girl
forget the tree
she'll never fill the hole
with the gifts of the tree
never fill the hole
with branches and leaves
Listen, friends
I'm gonna tell you a story
'bout a girl and a tree
the gifts let her down
and she cursed the giver
everybody loves
the giving tree
but she told me she hates
the giving tree
The tree grew old
it had no more to give
the old man had no need
he sat on a stump
and he found his rest
he was happy just to rest
with the giving tree
he found his rest
with the giving tree
and the girl could still climb
in the giving tree
she could rest in the vines
of the giving tree
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Sins of the Fathers
04:51
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The sins of the fathers go farther and farther
Our generation still waits for salvation
Our daughters' daughters will savor the water
That drenches their mothers and quenches like no other
Generation number five will be truly alive
Try as we might, we can’t change the past
We are the ones whom Adam begat
The whole is greater than the sum
Of its parts, together, we are one
The blood in our veins is exactly the same
It came from a man at the head of our clan
He’s more than a drunk, but he’s less than a monk
And we share the same mixture, colors blend in a picture
The image of God, but unmistakably flawed
The sins of the fathers are washed by the water
It cleanses the child of the scars and the miles
New family, new birth, for whatever it’s worth
Can it alter the truth that lies at her roots?
Grafted in the vine, she’ll bear fruit over time
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Voice of Silver
06:15
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Like the cool moonlight refracting,
through the thin nocturnal clouds
Like frozen snow cascading, on a mountain’s ice façade
Like a silver chain in a jeweler’s hands,
like a beacon that beckons a sailor to land
Like the sheen of the sky on a sunless day,
like the music that echoes when angels pray
Voice of silver, speak my name
A velvet box your timbre tames
Tremble slowly, break those chains
Voice of silver, speak my name
Like the sunlight’s soft reflection, on a stony mountain stream
Like the water’s quiet whisper in the silence of the trees
Like the wash of the waves on an empty beach,
like the fragrant flowers that winter can’t reach
Like a lover’s fingers on naked skin,
like a bright-eyed glint with a mischievous grin
Like a billion stars, all shining, in the blackness of the sky
Like the morning birds all singing, as I wake before my eyes
Like the mirror, mirror on the wall, says who’s the fairest of them all
Like the slipper that fits when hope is gone,
like a kiss that brings Aurora’s dawn
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The Pinkerton Raid Durham, North Carolina
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- American Songwriter
"Anthemic" -
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"You won't be able to stop humming." - No Depression
“The garage rock swagger of the White Stripes and the irritated kick of Cage The Elephant.” — GLIDE MAGAZINE
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