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Well, isn’t this fun, what was it that you asked?
What was that again? Did you think it would last?
Now did you write the stars, were they shaped by your hand?
Did you make them rain down on uninhabited lands?
Speak if you have understanding
Cry out if you want to be heard
Ask and then I shall inform you
Who was it that began with a word?
Do you consider it just, do you consider it right?
To say I am your God, to say that you will not fight.
Do you consider it sinning, do you consider it war?
Do you consider it freedom, it that worth fighting for?
Speak if you have understanding
Cry out if you want to be heard
Ask and then I shall inform you
Who was it that began with a word?
Does the rain have a father?
Who gave birth to the dew?
Do you think that I’d answer?
Did you think that I knew?
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Meant to Be
05:26
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But for the stars and their signs
But for the way they align
But for the fates we're forever assigned
We were meant to be
But for the fount and its well
But for the fortune it tells
But for the face on the coin when it fell
We were meant to be
And I'll lay my burden down
But for the stars and their signs
But for the way they align
But for the fates we're forever assigned
But for the winds that warn us in time
But for the moon and its maddening light
We were meant to be
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Buffy Sainte-Marie
05:11
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What do you know about power
What do you know about light
What do you see in the fever behind me
The lightning beyond your sight
What do you see in the fire
While it goes spinning round and round
Enemy of the liar
Buried deep within the ground
If its the real thing let it out
You were holding me like Buffy St. Marie
You were the dancer with matches in your hand
You were standing in the doorway laughing
At the joke that you didn't understand
What do you think of this so far?
Play it simple, play it loud
Blast of the shofar
Repetitions ringing out
What do you call this condition?
What do you know about the year?
Ladder or x, scalloped or straight
Hide glue, herringbone, satin, gloss, or clear
You were holding me like Buffy St. Marie
You were the dancer with matches in your hand
You were standing in the doorway laughing
At the joke that you didn't understand
You were holding me like Buffy St. Marie
You were the dancer with matches in your hand
You were the dancer with matches in your hand
You were the dancer with matches in your hand
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4. |
June Fly
05:06
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June flies into July
Call me a river blue
Friday night we were all dressed in white
We were flying out two by two
I didn’t notice
I didn’t mind
I could have told you a different time
Birds fly south, like words from your mouth
Torrents to take us inside
Branches bounce along in the wind
Dusting the leaves as they fly
I didn’t notice
I didn’t mind
I could have told you a million times
June flies after July
Wrap me in red white and blue
Saturday comes you were all alone
Tell me what more I can do
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What Will Survive?
04:20
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There’s an angel in the marketplace
That’s making sure the other angels know
That there’s a price for being honest, there’s a price for letting your intentions show
There’s a dagger in the alleyway
A hidden blade on every fire escape
And you see it in your headlights, you see it every time you try to break
25 by 2020
91 in ‘85
Child of millenia
Satisfied to be alive
What will survive?
There’s a silent hand that feeds us
A silent hand that shows us what we need
Invisible, untraceable, unwilling to fulfill the life you lead
Desperation kills the question
Panic kills the promises we made
Pathetic, indefensible, unable to continue unafraid
25 by 2020
91 in ‘85
Child of millenia
Satisfied to be alive
What will survive?
Short life of trouble
Long road of grief
There’s a path above my head
I know, but I can’t see
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Canopy
01:10
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So Lie the Stones
08:33
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As the light only falls on our highest peaks
And the canopy hides the skies we seek
As our fears will forsake the faith we keep
So lie the stones in our path
So grow the roots at our feet
As the sea bird's wings are by night eclipsed
And we harbor our doubts at the sights we've fixed
As we walk in step with the waves that we resist
So lie the stones in our path
So hide the shores in the mist
As we offer our prayers for a passage west
And the motherless fawn chases the light where it sets
As the daughters we raised in faith are laid to rest
So lie the stones in our path
So falls the dove from the nest
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Overcast
09:49
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If I was a mountain I think I’d rather be the sky
If I was a mountain I think I’d rather be the sky
I would fly over the floodplain
Never know the reason why
If I was a mountain, I think I’d rather be the sky
Do you want to know the reason?
Do you want to know what’s true?
Do you want to see some color come out of that sky of grey and blue?
Did you always know the answer?
Did you see why it would last?
You could never even try, but it was Overcast
If I was the ocean I think I’d rather be a boat
If I was the ocean I think I’d rather be a boat
I would bob above the wavelength
Never know which way to float
If I was the ocean I think I’d rather be a boat
Do you want to know the answer?
Do you want to see what’s left inside?
Do you want to know the reason you can’t run and hide?
Did you always know you saw me
Better than and twice as fast?
You could never even try, but it was Overcast
If I was a station I think I’d rather be a train
If I was a station I think I’d rather be a train
I would shine my headlight
Though that clear Colorado rain
If I was a station I think I’d rather be a train
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