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The Puppeteer's Dream
04:46
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The puppeteer with, care most dear,
Fashioned figures for the great, big show.
He put his heart in every part.
Oh how he loved his little puppets so!
The curtain raised, the stage lights blazed,
The puppeteer, he lost himself inside
The characters, their hopes and fears.
With each one he lived and also died.
The puppeteer and the puppets, dear,
Are really just two sides of one coin.
The creation and the creator one,
And still the great big show just keeps on goin’.
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Runaway Go-Carts
03:19
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Runaway go-carts, careening down the hill--
Y’know we’re gonna crash’em, yeah I’m certain we will.
Runaway go-carts, straight into the mist;
What we’re gonna find there is anybody’s guess.
Runaway go-carts sending up sparks.
Tryin’ to illumine the infinite dark;
Runaway go-carts, you can grip the wheel
Tighter with your fingers, but you’re gonna crash still.
So what do we do now with the time we have?
Live with all your might now, and in danger’s face laugh.
Love those around you while you still can.
The flames burn hotter when they feel the wind.
Runaway go-carts, someday we’re gonna crash
Headlong into nowhere in a sudden flash.
‘Till then throw your hands up and shout to the sky.
Maybe I’ll see you on the other side.
Maybe I’ll see you on the other side.
You’re not the driver, you’re not the car;
You made everything near and far.
You’re not the hill and you’re not the mist;
There is no future and there is no past.
You are the now and you are the here;
The universe, it is your mirror.
The universe, it is your mirror.
The universe, it is your mirror.
The universe, it is your mirror.
The universe, it is your mirror.
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My Tune Spilleth Over
07:30
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People Are Trees
01:37
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Well, people are trees
With their thoughts in the breeze,
All limbs and leaves,
And it makes me grieve
That each leafy tree
Says, "This is me,"
But fails to see
The totality:
The dirt and sun,
The streams that run...
They'd be stunned
To know it's all one--
It's all one.
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
People are trees!
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Y
03:02
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You strike your tree pose with your hands to the sky.
With a pursed, puzzled puss you’re a capital Y:
Why are we here & why aren’t we not?
Who are we really & what have we got?
Why must we go on & where are we going?
Do these questions have answers, is there some way of knowing?
Like a sapling in the breeze
In a forest filled with trees,
The wind carries your pleas
Wherever it does please.
The trees strike their poses with branches upright
Looking more than a little like giant dendrites,
Trying to bridge a synaptic gap
That’s an infinite chasm and there isn’t a map.
So, the energy dissipates into the void,
Leaving the leafy things more than annoyed.
Like a sapling in the breeze
In a forest filled with trees,
The wind carries your pleas
Wherever it does please.
But maybe these answers that cannot be found,
Provide us with freedom that doesn’t have bounds.
In the absence of certainty we make our own way;
We learn to be who we are day after day.
So, that capital Y that is wearing your shoes
Isn’t a question, it just stands for you!
Like a sapling in the wind,
Your journey can begin.
The question's answer, then,
Is simply "you," my friend.
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St. George & the Dragon
02:17
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The Ballad of Narluga
04:21
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Verse 1:
Once upon a time in Alaska’s woods
In a future not so far
A boy set off to do some good
And he didn’t go by car
Verse 2:
He didn’t go by boat or train
To get to a distant place
He didn’t go by bus or plane
He traveled time and space
Chorus:
This is the story of the son of a chief
Narluga is his name
You can doubt it or you can believe
It will be true just the same
This is the story of the son of a tribe
Narluga he is called
He found the wisdom we need to survive
The unity of all
Verse 3:
He’d heard of a bridge a midst the trees
A parallel dimension
The condition of humanity
Required its attention
Repeat Chorus
Verse 4:
He found the fabled time bridge there
He also found Sasquatch
They’d traveled the bridge and couldn’t bear
Our planet’s plight to watch
Repeat Chorus
Bridge:
Narluga was brave and Narluga was scared
Narluga knew what is right
Sasquatch saw and Sasquatch cared
They sought to end our sad plight
Repeat Chorus
Verse 5:
Then the Sasquatch shared their knowledge
Their science of love and peace
The observable truth that all of this
Is one reality
Repeat Chorus
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9. |
Free Words
11:11
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Lance Eads Portland, Oregon
Portland-based singer-songwriter & multi-instrumentalist
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