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1. |
The Letter
04:34
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I read some letters I wrote
Oh… Ten Million Years ago
First I put em down
When the mail came around
Hand written
On line-less paper
If I had a time machine
I would …
Figure it out
All about that sacred dream
That finds us in the stream
Early morning green
All bound together
Early morning green
Early morning green
Yea I talked about me driving
Drawing what I could from
What was there
Celebrating friendship
Sleeping with our baby
I’d say Baby, maybe baby, Im ok
I can stand alone
On a winters night
In my head, under the stars
I have friends who will forgive my sins
And letters from where I’ve been
I have work
I have song
But The sun is behind me now
In my face
If I turn around
But I keep looking
The unturned stone
I’m not alone
I’m not alone
I’m not alone
Self sufficient
Admittedly confused
I Say a prayer
By the side of the road
It’s kind of beautiful
Lost and found
The things I found so youthful
Coming back around
I read some letters I wrote
Oh…45 years ago
Celebrating friendships
And sleeping with our baby
I’d say baby, baby, Im ok
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2. |
Tell me a Story
05:09
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We take all of our goodness
And pack it all away
These days of judgement
Them seem
Like they will never go away
Telling that story
With some wisdom I guess
I’m running on empty
But I could have less
I will drink, drink, drink to your Melody
When your not around
And I can’t see
Tell me a story
Well what is time worth
You never get it back
It drifts like a melody
Just a few words that last
Tell me a story
Something from the past
I will drink, drink, drink to your Melody
Alone in a room
Just for me
Tell me a story
Tell me a something that you never ever told anyone before
Tell me a story
Something from the past
Some things you remember
For the rest of your life
You never forget
No you never forget….My friend
The summer has ended
The days are getting short
The skies have never been more beautiful
My Friend
I’m Looking around
Birds fly through the air
Winter is upon us
Take shelter my dear
I saw you smiling at the kitchen sink
You survived
You’re still alive
I saw you thinking about the future
You survived
Your still alive
The summer has ended
The days are getting short
The skies have never been more beautiful
My Friend
You survived
Tell me a story
Tell me a story that you never ever told anyone before
Tell me a story
Something from the past
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3. |
Ode to Precious Things
05:42
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Well you know that storm you said was coming
finally came
Yeah I was slipping and sliding
Through the rain
And somewhere far away that whistle blew
It said come on home boy
We got work to do
Well I know that feeling
Checking out
Leaves are turning and the
Days are short
Too much of something rushes in
And I disappear again
Well it won’t be the last time
That I feel this way
I heard the news
You’ve gone away
I’ll follow the sun
To some promise land
Where everything and nothing
Go hand in hand
And I’ll take to the road
And Ill never look back
I’ll hitch my fate to strangers
Just a few precious things
In a small gunny sack
Don’t know where I'm going
But I get in the car
Headed west
I drive all night
Painted desert you look the best
You look the best
After the sun went down
I saw you by the fire
I had something to say
So I lit a candle
For everything that’s gone away
I’ll fall in love
With the loneliness of missing a friend
Drifting over the landscape
You keep flying
Well I spent the morning hours
Waiting for that storm that I knew would come
I know that feeling checking out
I know that feeling rushing in
You know that storm you said was coming
Finally came
Yeah I was slipping and sliding
Through the rain
And somewhere far away that whistle blew
It said come on home boy
We’ve got other things to do
Won’t be the last time
I feel this way
When I heard the news
You’ve gone away
I said I would follow the sun
To some promised land
Where everything and nothing
Go hand in hand
And would I take to the road
And I would never look back
I would hitch my fate to strangers
Just a few precious things
In a small
Small gunny sack
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The Light on your face
Is different today
Attending to a Dream
And That is changing
Gratitude I see
Is not exactly free
Some questions
Will remain
Unanswered
I get confused
About how old we are
But just around the corner
Has reeled us in
I think that it was sunny
I think…….a New day
I see the ocean, I see the sun
I see the thoughts,
The thoughts that you’ve become
Your look is like the silence
But sound is the same
When I started to talk
Pretty quickly, the tears came.
Your house by the bay
Has been consumed by the grass
I stood out front and listened
Listened for the past
I still remember the reasons
But I forgot what I had to say
I just showed up with flowers
On your dying Day
I can see sitting
Outside in the rain
I will see you in the shadows
Along the way
I see the ocean, I see the sun
I see the thoughts,
The thoughts that you’ve become
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5. |
Dreamland
05:50
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I’m not surprised
That it’s you that showed up
I saw you in the desert
Many years ago
A saw you from a satellite
I saw the compromise
Saw you in a dream
Going down the road
We burned all the wood that we collected
We got good at chopping
And weathering storms
It took me over a year
It took me forever
To walk without you
Without you again
I forgot that feeling
Of walking out in the light alone
The place I call home
We burned all the wood that we collected
We got good at chopping
And weathering storms
It time to make sure we’re together
You should know who I am
And what I will do
Oh..the secret that you carry
I know how important it can be
it runs through you
And every time I see it
Oh I’m wondering how
To get you to dream land
It was with your hands
That I came around
Made the most of what I found
But darling I could have done better
You brought me
In from the cold
What ever you search for
Where-ever you Roam
I can be the wind
Just grazing your skin
What ever you search for
Where-ever you Roam
I can be the wind
Just grazing your skin
We burned all the wood that we collected
We got real good at chopping
And weathering storms
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He haunts the park at dawn each day
McDonalds coffee and an eggMcmuff
Waiting for the sunrise
At the shelter on the bluff above the Mississippi River
On to the Y – routine the same
Greetings to all and a story to tell
About the sunrise bout the eagles bout everything
Yellow pants and yellow jacket
Bumblebee on a bike
He’s the King
Ya The King
The King of the Neighborhood
Later to Hubbles for a couple of beers
And the denizens of downtown
Yellow pants yellow jacket
He’s a bumblebee on a bike
Home up the hill on wobbly legs
Waiting wife and supper
The six o’clock news
And it’s off to bed
Another dawn to remember
Yellow pants and yellow jacket
Bumblebee on a bike
He’s the King
Ya the King
The King of the Neighborhood
Well he haunts the park at dawn each day
Home up the hill on wobbly legs
He’s a bumblebee on a bike
He’s the, he’s the king of the neighborhood.
Yellow pants and yellow jacket
Bumblebee on a bike
He’s the King
Ya the King
The King of the Neighborhood
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7. |
Tall Grass and Flowers
05:00
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Sometimes I imagine
I take a long train ride
Heading to a country church
With a graveyard beside.
I'm looking through the tall grass
For stones of my own.
I see my father taking off his hat
Heâs standing there all alone.
We came on the train from nowhere
No past to leave behind.
We slept with our clothes on,
We slept with our clothes on
And drank in the summer rain.
I didnât know my grandparents,
Didnât ride in their car,
Didnât sit on their knee.
I wonder where they came fromÂ
What brought them to their destiny.
I want to know
Some things that just canât be known.
My crystal ball was broken.
No starry sky,
Just flesh and bone.
We came on the train from nowhere
No past to leave behind,
We slept with our clothes on,
Yea we slept with our clothes on
And drank in the summer rain.
Sometimes I imagine
It all goes well,
Sometimes imagine
I've got nothing to tell.
Im standing in the middle of a graveyard
I hear you call my name.
There's a road along a river,
And I know that road like the back of my hand,
And the river running through me,
Making its way to the promised land.
We came on the train from nowhere
No past to leave behind,
We slept with our clothes on,
Yea we slept with our clothes on
And drank in the summer rain.
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8. |
French-Cut Kisses
06:34
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I don’t pursue things
Things pursue me
I think what I think
I see what I see
It was the bottom of the barrel
I saw it on TV
It was the bottom of the barrel
For all the world to see
The back of the hand
Comes quick these days
The writing is on the wall
Believe it or not I can read that scroll
French cut kisses
Mismatched dishes
I here you are worried about me
My Friend
A fever is burning
In cities far away
Whipping posts and southern ghosts
On The boulevard today
I read the words
They go on forever
Hateful people yapping their jaw
Think they’re clever
The barbecue is ready
What leg do you stand on
The clouds are moving in
The storm will soon begin
You’re going to get wet
Yea you’re going to get wet
Dont know where you’re going
Don’t know where you’ve been
When I was a kid, I was a kid
When I did I did what I did
When I fucked it up I hit the road
I begged
I borrowed
And I sold
I won’t let it get me down
I am not a clown
I don’t prescribe
To the ordinary dive
There were those French cut kisses
Mismatched dishes
I here you are worried about me
My Friend
Turn that radio on
It plays your favorite song
It took some time for all to see
The fatal flaw, but finally
It’s your call
Overcast this morning
Neighbors blue roof
Ice coffee from yesterday
On the TV John Wilkes Booth
Past present and future
We got from Cradle to the grave
When I was a child
The sky was burning blue
Some prayed for rain,Tornadoes came
And they swept up the likes of me and you
I grabbed your legs
A nylon with a run
Those were not your legs
You weren’t the only one
Nothings far away
When it happened in the past
Run that engine lean
You got to make it last
Make it last
Make it last
I remember those French cut kisses
Those mismatched dishes
I here you are worried about me
My Friend
French cut kisses
Mismatched dishes
I hear you worried about me
My Friend
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9. |
God Lives in a Tent
04:27
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Remember how we drank when we first met
Remember how we kissed with no regret
Remember how we cried when we thought about the past
Remember what we thought
Will this thing last
Friends from the past
Are creeping into my dreams
And the girl on the hill
She’s taking off her jeans
God live in a tent
Just outside of town
Every night he has a camp fire
Everybody gathers round
David and Goliath
Came knocking on my back door
Said everybody lookin for us
Could we just sleep on your floor
Well I didn’t hesitate
Cause Id been there before
Come on in I said
And I closed the door
Friends from the past
Are creeping into my dreams
And the girl on the hill
Well she’s taking off her jeans
God live in a tent
Just outside of town
Every night he has a camp fire
Everybody gathers round now
Everybody gathers round
Empty
Theres a train track
That follows the river
Theres a bridge
That only partially remains
Got a vision in my head
Of a sweet young girl
Got a vision in my head
That remains the same
Friends from the past
Are creeping into my dreams
And the girl on the hill
She’s taking off her jeans
God live in a tent
Just outside of town
Every night he has a camp fire
Everybody gathers round
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When our girls were born
We planted a tree
Now they’re all gone ya
They’re scattered likes leaves
the trees are still here
And so are we
We planted an orchard
On Orchard Street
The leaves are all falling
Except on the apple tree
The leaves are all falling
The leaves are all falling
Ah the folks
who settled this land
I think they’d be proud of our orchard
I couldn't be prouder from what it has grown
Makes me cry when I see
Makes me cry when I see
When our girls were born
We planted a tree
Now they’re all gone ya
They’re scattered likes leaves
the trees are still here
And so are we
We planted an orchard
On Orchard Street
When the kids were long grown
And scattered likes leaves
the trees are still here
And so are we
Well we planted an orchard
On Orchard Street
Ya we planted an orchard
We planted an orchard
On Orchard Street
Ya we planted an orchard
The folks
who settled this land
I think they’d be proud of the orchard we made
The folks
who settled this land
I think they’d be proud of the orchard we made
I couldn't be prouder
I couldn't be prouder
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11. |
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Sitting in the same seat in Starbucks
That I sat in in January
It was much colder then, everything was frozen.
And the sun was much farther behind
Yeah I was thinking about how you always changed the sheets
Thinking of you driving east in a dress
And how the everything is carried by the wind
And how the wind is us
So much greener now
Everything has blossomed
A rush of cold air surrounds the oyster bar near the paddock
Lots of skinny legs in shorts
I take a couple pictures of the plane
There's something different on my face
The sun's now on the horizon.
And a tail wind will carry me west and I
I race the sun
240 miles from Chicago
Running 15 minutes early
Over the great lakes
An island shaped like an elephant
Engines powering down
One large stack from a factory
Makes a small mark on the atmosphere
And the clouds, oh the clouds
Clouds fall off to the south
While putting on my scented oil I spill it
Now I am sure the rest of the plane knows my story too
They know my desire they know my place
They know they know just how I undressed her
Yeah, just how I undressed her
Engines off ....we float
Dropping slowly back to earth
The only straight lines below are made by us
In our desire to get to where we are going
Giving us away
I laugh just a little
Yeah I laugh just a little
My ears pop
There something different on my face
There something different on my face
There something different on my face
And a tailwind carries me west
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13. |
Ghost Man
03:57
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Changing of the guards
I have no new tricks
Survival of the fittest
And it goes like this
I was a young man
Really a boy
My heart
On my sleeve
And off in the distance I could see
The sun shining endlessly
Far away from here
A boy rides home at dark
A swimming pool sits empty
A dog begins to bark
I am a ghost that you can see
With my thoughts and curiosity
If that’s the case I’ll make this plea
It’s not my choice it’s just loyalty
Far away from here
A fire burns so bright
Just a candle in the wind
On a balmy summer night
I am the ghost man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the old plan
I am the ghost man
I have a new plan
The light is shining man
I’m going to let it go
I am the ghost man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the old man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I am the ghost man
I have a new plan
The light is shining man
I’m going to let it go
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14. |
Barber/Jeff Armstrong
03:55
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Well My barber
Fought in Viet Nam
Jumped out of
Helicopters
So it seems
Doesn't look it now
Doesn't look it now
Doesn't look it now
Couldn’t tell
Doesn’t look it now
Doesn’t look it now
He's a tough guy -
Not so much me
He's a tough guy -
not so much me
Cutting hair for 30 years
Same shop same chair
Like a relic
From the past
Full of downtown chitchat
He's a tough guy
He's a tough guy
He's a tough guy
not so much me
He's a tough guy
He's a tough guy
He's a tough guy
not so much me
He told me he was dying
When I found out the same
Yea He told me that he was dying
When I found out the same
Well My barber
Fought in Viet Nam
Jumped out of
Helicopters
So it seems
Doesn't look it now
Doesn't look it now
He told me he was dying
When I found out the same
He’s a tough guy
Yea He told me he was dying
When I found out the same
He’s a tough guy
Not so much me
Cutting hair for 30 years
Same shop same chair
Like a relic from the past
Full of downtown chitchat
Oh yea
Chitchat
Chitchat
Chitchat While my hair drifts away
Chitchat
Chitchat from the past
While my hair drifts away
A barber
Fought in Viet Nam
Jumped out of
Helicopters
So it seems
He told me he was dying
When I found out the same
He’s a tough guy
Not so much me
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15. |
Golden Boy
05:29
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I am truly saddened to hear what you’ve gone through
I am hoping for the best I'll be thinking of you
Looking back I can see how things can happen so fast
It’s a mystery to me
You said I was the Golden Boy
Different than the others
You would say
Not a black sheep
Not a fish out of water
Just a boy so far from home
I don’t remember
What the fuck I was doing
But everybody said
That’s ok
Is that ok
Is that ok
That’s ok
Years ago I saw a train
Headed for the western plains
Passed me so quick that day
I dreamed about forgotten ways
I dreamed about those who came before
I peeled those apples to the core
I thought about
1 2 3 4
The crops are in the field and the cows are back
I filled up my old gunnysack
I took a picture on that day
No idea what to say
I saw the road that stretched out ahead
I left a note pinned on my bed
It said I don’t know you well
But that’s all right cause I can tell
You lived a life unknown to me
Your pictures have a mystery
And your letters in that hidden box
The ones you wrote to Goldilocks
Before the drought
Before the pills
Before you forgot
Those battle hills
I was there when you erased
All was gone without a trace
I came upon the golden boy
He was not like the others
You would say
Not a black sheep
Not a fish out of water
Just a stranger heading home
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Many years ago I worked a shift
Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web
An old weaver’s mill long past its day
Tucked away in a smugglers cove
It Was Somewhere between Wickford and Bonnet Shores
Oh yes it was
Long ago along the East coast
Eastern shores
I would make that weekly trip
To the airport 40 miles
It was a suicide run
Kawasaki 5-0-0
How fast I was going
Heaven only knows
Trading a box of narrow weave
For a package of dreams
Burger and beer at Tommy’s
And a bit of overtime
I was the stockman
And I learned every job on the floor
The canteen truck and a egg Mcmuff,
A little banter with Canteen Joe
A side bet or two on the Celts or the Sox”s
Every week I delivered the box
Yea I worked a shift
Down at Hamilton Web
Every night I locked the place up
Wandering the empty second floor
Abandoned looms and dying light
The smell of wood and oil
That’s for sure
Stirred up by the ghosts of East Coast weavers
Filling the room with distant shadows
Of the folks that came and went and came again, before
Many years ago I worked a shift
Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web,
Many years ago I worked a shift
Down at Hamilton Web, Down at Hamilton Web,
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17. |
Raking Leaves
04:36
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Watching the sun come up
finger in the wind
circumstances change
Common ground doesn’t feel the same
With the morning comes the sun
With the sun comes the day
with the day comes the wind
And I drift away
A tangle of wires
Battery's dead
Coffees cold
Spirit of lead
Comes in the morning
Stays all day
I wish this bird would fly
Yah My best interest
little did I know
how many ways the wind will blow
I shake my confidence
And it shakes me
Some people never seem to change
A tangle of wires
Battery's dead
Coffees cold
Spirit of lead
Comes in the morning
Stays all day
I wish this bird would fly
He sleeps in the bushes outside of the ymca
He thought he had a job but those people moved away
seven months since he was down here last
Thought about joining the Navy
One for the money and two for the road
I'm taking chances before I get too old
before I get too old
before I get too old
before I get too old
Out raking leaves
Down on my knees
I was a boy
Out raking leaves
Down on my knees
I was a boy
Out raking leaves
Down on my knees
I was a boy
Out raking leaves
Down on my knees
I was a boy
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18. |
Longest Day of the Year
04:56
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My mother said I would wander
Look away and I would flee
She gave up pinned a note on my shirt
It said please don’t feed me
My cousin said I was the golden boy
Never felt that way
More like the black sheep
A role I would
Continue to play
Walk in the park
When you go to the city
Reach out with your heart
Not the long hand pity
Take time with your thoughts
As they tend to build up
And Don’t quench your thirst
From the half empty cup
Sitting on a dock
And I’m Counting my days
One way or another
Past present and future
It’s all in this water
Who’s going to paint the town
Tell me when the sun goes down
Most days are forgotten
Most lives are unknown
Walk in the park
When you go to the city
Reach out with your heart
Not the long hand pity
Take time with your thoughts
As they tend to build up
And Don’t quench your thirst
From the half empty cup
Longest day of the year
Sounds like a whisper
Longest day of the year
Thought I had missed her
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19. |
Wishing Well
04:24
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The autopsy took two weeks
The grieving about the same
I was not the only one
Calling out your name
Very little Is known
About this man we knew so well
And those final hours
Standing
Around the Wishing-well
I built a big fire in the backyard
To turn the darkness to light
Love lost and it can’t be found
I’m going back
To sacred ground
It rained for seven days but I was not in town
I was in the desert chasing the sun around.
The landscape that takes my fear away
The sun will rise on another day
The sun will wind you up
The wind will hunt you down
I slept out on second Mesa
The ghosts were all in town
I'm trying to remember
When I was a kid
Did the sun set in my back yard
I think it did
Floods from somewhere are coming
Pass through us and be on their way
And somewhere else you will be thinking
Of higher ground and your deluge days
Picture the fate of a nation
Caught speeding like drunks on there way
Like a river that joins other waters
Destined for the ocean some day
Wipe the slate clean
And sharpen your knife
Tools of the trade
The American life
Every tear tells the story
That no words can say
In the blink of an eye
You can loose your way
The raising of glasses
To the giving up hope
Welcome my friend
To the slippery slope
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Stars are falling
Filling the boat
Time to row for shore
Time to row for shore
The light is dimming
Its time to go
Time to row for shore
I was talking to a friend the other night
He didn't have long to live
And asked him when he knew it was time
And this is what he said --
Well I went to a spiritual place today
The bears were already sleeping
Winter was near and the stars had all fallen
The stars are falling
Filling the boat
Time to row for the shore
Time to row for the shore
The light is dimming
And its time to go
Time to row for the shore
row for the shore
Cause I was talking to a friend the other night
He didn't have long to live
Asked him when he knew it was time
And this is what he said —
He said the stars are falling
And they’re Filling up my boat
Time to row for the shore
Time to row for the shore
Time to row for the shore
The light is dimming
Its time to go
The stars are falling
Filling up my boat
Well I went to a spiritual place today
The bears were already sleeping
Winter was near and the stars had all fallen
Time to row for the shore
Time to row for the shore
Time to row for
Time to row for the shore
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21. |
Little Pills
04:52
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Well you take your little pills
And you look at the sun
And you tell me all about it
My friend
Well you don’t know what to say
About the way your liven
You can’t see behind you
My friend
Looking out over the bay
Just one of those days
Cant live without you
Well you can’t see
What’s around the bend
Not the same as it used to be my friend
The end
Have a few drinks
Turn out the lights
tell me all about it
My friend
Cant live without you
Looking out over the bay
Just one of those days
Cant live without you
Well things got better
And then they got worse
And then
They got better again
Ya ya ya
Medication is easy to find
The days go by blink blink
Im blind
I can’t live without you
Looking out over the bay
Just one of those days
Cant live without you
Well you take your little pills
And you look at the sun
And you tell me all about it
My friend
Cant live without you
you’ve got a friend in me
That’s what you say
Sit right down
Escape the day
Your thoughts
Drift away
Looking out over the bay
Just one of those days
Cant live without you
Ahhhh Ahhh
Cant live without you
Ahhhh Ahhh
Cant live without you
Have a few drinks
Turn out the lights
tell me all about it
My friend
The end
Well you can’t see
What’s around the bend
Not the same as it used to be my friend
The end
Looking out over the bay
Just one of those days
Cant live without you
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The yellow umbrella makes
good use of the sun
It was the middle of the day
I closed my eyes to remember
I light a candle
When I get out of bed
I thought it would help
And it does
What ever happened to you
Where will your roads ever take me to again
Wide open in the sun with a moon hanging low
A stranger on every corner
Someone you might know
A cold drink when you needed it
A bed to lay on down
And a flag on the Fourth of July
What ever happened to you
Where will your roads ever take me to again
A place to wander
Yeah, to get lost in
You could see yourself when you looked
Can I look again, can I just pretend
Make heaven where hell has stepped in
I could see for miles
And miles were there to see
I could go anywhere
I could find my way
I had faith that you had dreams
That your river ran deep
And your river ran clean
Is there a fire I can gather round
A beach I can wonder
Go from town to town
We put aside the beauty
We put aside the dream
We pass like ships in the night
What ever happened to you
Where will your roads ever take me to again
The yellow umbrella
Made good use of the sun
It was a sunny day
I closed my eyes, closed my eyes
To remember
The songs we sang
The land that we loved
And all those stars above
So far from where we came
The songs we sang
The land we loved
And all those stars above
So far from where we came
The songs we sang
The land we loved
And all those stars above
So far from where we came
The songs we sang
The land we loved
And all those stars above
So far from where we came
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Rescue Box Providence, Rhode Island
For me music has been a constant companion for as long as I can remember. That companionship has not always been comforting.
For all the years that I couldn't or wouldn't put the work in I still followed along and wanted to join in.
The process fills so many voids.It is the conversation with myself that I find so necessary. The loners log in a way.
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