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Martian Chronicles
02:13
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On the shores of the fossil sea
The wine tree blows motionlessly
With golden eyes she walks the halls
And picks the fruit of the crystal walls
The distant bone town all enclosed
Green liquor memory flows
When painting colors of chemical fire
And loving him was her one desire
Now from his book the voices sing
Of red ocean mists and battling men
Of metal insects, electric spiders
And of her pining how he tires
Now she sleeps, his sullen bride
Like a boat on a soundless tide
Drifting toward awakening
Captain York, come back again
Captain York, come back again
Captain York, come back
Come back
Again
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Escape from Freedom
02:54
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I’ve wrapped myself in a blanket of lies
I’ve filled out a formal complaint made of cries
Pulled down the shades and averted my eyes
And purchased insurance against falling skies
But I can’t escape from freedom
I’ve joined every club and association
That will allow me admittance within
Then quit them because of the very sin
Of laxity for letting one like me in
But I can’t escape from freedom
I’ve layered my look and I’ve looked at my layers
And built walls of weaponry against naysayers
And I can out play the playing-est players
In Truth or Dare I’m the daring-est of darer
But I can’t escape from freedom
Freedom is falling
With nothing to hold
That’s where we’re all at
In case you weren’t told
Believing is clinging
Though there’s nothing there
Faith’s letting go
And you have to, so there
My masks they are many my walls they are thick
Self-deception a-plenty and a very large stick
For beating the demons that I think that I see
In this house of mirrors I’ve built around me
But I can’t escape from freedom
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3. |
Cold Mountain
03:07
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Climbing up Cold Mountain once again
Through the crags and through the mist
Gathering all the wisdom that I can
Retrace my steps for any missed
Cold Mountain it is cold
Chills me right to the soul
But I’ve lived here many a year
And it’s here I shall grow old
Climbing up Cold Mountain once again
Through the crags and through the mist
Gathering all the wisdom that I can
Retrace my steps for any missed
Cold Mountain it is cold
Chills me right to the soul
But I’ve lived here many a year
And it’s here I shall grow old
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Walls Crumble
03:12
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A grey breeze causes leaf children to dance
In the mediocre spring pudding eve
The march of time paused on a chance circumstance
As I feel my senses take leave
Through the open window paratrooper dandelion
A daydream casually floats
Looks down on my coffee on its way to my book
Where I’ll surround it with a ring of singing notes
A moistness in my eye persuading me to laugh or cry
I want to jump and shout just like a jagged tide
For how long God only knows my wires stood exposed
I was blind but his grace restored my sight
Now I’m dancing once again with strange angels in the wind
Lightning from my pen a storm front heart
I praise you for this gift Holy Spirit give me lift
Jesus from my presence don’t depart
Jesus from my presence don’t depart
Jesus from my presence don’t depart
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Mr. Ken Graham,
At just 25,
Is guilty and will get
15 to life.
His victims were street kids
And internet users
Who naively trusted
Their future abuser.
Chorus:
How can we
Allow this to be;
These crimes against life
And humanity?
They’re treated like meat
And they’re treated like pawns.
The slave trade still carries on.
Young people drawn in
By false affections;
They’re used and abused,
Who once were neglected.
They buy into hatred
That’s packaged as love
And sold at a price.
Enough is enough.
Chorus
Mr. Ken Graham
Is a most vile man,
But there’s so many more
I hope you understand.
They prey on the innocent,
Outcast and forgotten.
It’s the slavery of daughters
And sons that they’re plotting.
Chorus 2:
How can we
Allow this to be;
These crimes against life
And humanity?
They’re treated like meat
And they’re treated like pawns.
Let’s not let this slave trade go on.
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Icy River
02:39
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Icy river makes me shiver
Coming down the mountain path
Eddies tickle as they trickle
While my fingers scoop and splash
Icy water, you're the daughter
Of the snow-capped mountain peak
Please impart from your wise heart
Gurgling, laughing, as you speak
All your wisdom, flowing winsome
Heading toward the salty sea
Overflowing love and then some
Show me what it means to be
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You There!
03:50
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Who is that, hiding out behind each rock?
Who is that, watching my every thought?
But when I try to find, I get into a double bind.
Seems the one who looks, can never be the one looked at.
I am that, I am that, I am that, I am that.
Who are you, hiding out behind each thought?
Who are you? Eternity is all you’ve got.
But when you try to find, you get into a double bind.
What’s looking out through you is looking out through me, too.
You are that, you are that, you are that, you are that.
We are that, we are that, we are that, we are that.
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8. |
We Got We
02:53
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She’s a desert flower raised on the plains
Nobody warned her ‘bout the coastal rains
But she’s adapted, and rain or shine
She grows in beauty with passing time
Chorus:
The train of time keeps rolling on, dawn till dusk and dusk till dawn
But who needs the scenery, ‘cause baby we got we
Verse 2:
So let the rains fall let the train tracks rust
Let the winds blow away the dust
She’ll stay rooted wherever she may be
In her faith and her family
Chorus
Verse 2
Chorus
Ending:
The train of time keeps rolling on, dawn till dusk and dusk till dawn
But who needs the scenery, ‘cause baby we got
Who needs the scenery, ‘cause baby we got
Who needs the scenery, ‘cause baby we got we
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9. |
Lullaby to Nobody
03:34
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On a magic sailboat we go rolling thru the sky
On a river made of tears that flows from the moon’s eye
Waving to the sky birds as they swim up the stream
I know the moon is happy because I can see it beam
They’re tears of joy (they’re tears of joy)
I feel the vibrant colors in the petals of the flowers
And I ask they share the secrets of their special powers
They just laugh and the melody of their laughter is love
The wind-chime syllables go soaring high above
Out into space (with such grace)
Night’s curtain is falling down
No one even makes a sound
Backstage the masks come off
In the audience a raven coughs
When the second act begins
No one knows the name of sin
An owl hoots and the lights come up
Overflowing is the cup of love
Back-lit by a Holy Presence the stain glass world just glows
We are known by the One Awareness that nobody knows
Call it by a million names and yet none suffice
Morning comes and evening goes the sun doth fall and rise
We are loved (we are love)
Now to let the ballast go from this thought balloon
Before things get to heavy I know they can so soon
Harmless seas of harmonies to the rhythm of the waves
We must be innocent as snakes and as wise as babes
And we are (in our hearts)
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10. |
It's Alright to Cry
02:05
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You say you’re sick and tired of a world you didn’t ask for
And you wonder what everyone thinks they have to wear a mask for
Well they’re hurting too that much is true
I know at least a little bit of what you're going thru
It may not show all the time but I was young once too
Sometimes things get better sometimes they don’t
I believe they will for you but meantime
It’s alright to cry child it’s alright to ball your eyes out
It’s alright to go wild and to scream and shout
Don’t let the pressure build
Until you’re lost your will
It’s alright to cry child it’s alright to be sad
It’s alright to cry child it’s alright to ball your eyes out
It’s alright to go wild and to scream and shout
I pray that once in a while
You find a reason to smile
But it’s alright to cry child it’s alright to be sad
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Haunted by Hymn
02:45
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William Cowper, go away
And haunt me no longer
William Cowper, day by day
Your powers get stronger
Am I the singer of the song
Or the singing of the songer?
There are demons in the night
Hungry and thirsty
I’m not feeling quite alright
William Cowper has cursed me
And I do not know what could
Any fate that’s worse be
Predestination and freewill
Fighting in my skull
My mind is a ghost ship
And something’s bashed the hull
William Cowper’s at the wheel
All my colors have turned dull
William Cowper, go away!
William Cowper, go away!
William Cowper, go away!
William Cowper, go away!
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A bird flew in my open window
‘Twas a robin, red of breast
He cocked his head, looked at me sideways
As he lighted on my desk
I felt that he’d come with a message
I could not guess what it might be
But then he turned back toward the window
And he took his leave of me
As he dissolved into the foliage
Of the early spring treetops
I heard him sing his parting postlude
And my heart did nearly stop
Rolling crests and plunging valleys
His melody was like the tide
Majestic as a mighty ocean
Cozy as a fireside
You are flying in the azure
You are singing with the clouds
All you have to do is notice
So raise your face and sing out loud
The fear of dying makes you notice
The joy of living everyday
Pain and trouble is a rainstorm
Your hearts a flower, come what May
The beauty that you see around you
Is the beauty that’s within
Thoughts and fences cannot bound you
Like the robin you can sing
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Lance Eads Portland, Oregon
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