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Gypsy Sun
03:54
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Sometimes, a day is like a million years to me. I get so damn intense and I'm not listening. I've denied the "social crime" it's tragedy. The Future knocks and I am caught off---wandering. I just need to know if my soul is where I want it to go. Caught, like the midday-light of a gypsy sun. Feels like a maze of thoughts since I've been living here and I just can't seem to get out of my own way again. I must have been asleep when my ship came floating in. But if you were on my side I could make it happen here [from half the world away].
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Faith Your Light
04:12
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The light flickers. The beat of the drum goes on. Rhythms in time and breath so sweet. Take this moment to bask in the glory and let your love sustain me. Take the torch. Run to the sun and the sea. Watch the light flicker. Climb the mountain. Don't the rhythm stop in your heart. The light goes on [it may become dim], but then I'm held so tightly. Hold on to this day. This moment, gone, for tomorrow. All I have is now as the light flickers in the ocean breeze, the baby's breath and love's rhythms in time.
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Buried
05:01
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This love we're putting through the fire---our eternal quest for something pure. To all we fear and we aspire---what lies beyond is sure. Can I accept the real you? The way I need what I give too? What we're aware of in this life is buried at this time. Aching hearts that seem to know--the anecdotal laughter flows. We're responsibly demure. Concern, is the only cure. Its buried in these crimes. It's love we find in everything. A poet's mind. The cosmic scheme. The war. The lies. We're the ones who put it there. Now I think you understand all my petty and ruthless demands. Behind it all a beggar on the street. No deserving words from me. A plea from way beneath is stirred. It's buried in these crimes.
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Nothing But A Lullaby
06:00
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Come sit by my fire. For you, my heart is like an easy chair and my mind is like the embers of a thought we shared. Come, leave your self here. 'Cause I've got a space that has a nice atmosphere [that's no lie]. So, won't you come sit by my fire? Feel my tender, raging, swell. Don't you know? We become our own universe! Look way deep down into my blue-green eyes. I'm going to show you where it is ~ Selah ~ I have searched for miles [both hill and spire]; buried under every stone and everywhere I go ((( I AM ))) [alone]. I have searched the skies just to find.......nothing but a lullaby
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Woman--The Sky Knows Why
05:20
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Woman, I feel you everywhere I am. Giving your self with handfuls of whispers, saying: "yeah". What can I say that won't make the words so damn vain? Thus, if I hide from you, please try to understand your man. I'm staring Death in the eye and I want to believe "yeah", but changes remain and I'm shaking my fists at the sky. Woman, I know you've wondered where I go. I tell you I'm busy taking mammoths down with bare hands; chasing life's impossible dreams. But in all honesty these are just the little things. I'm staring Death in the eye and I do believe "yeah". But changes remain and only the sky can answer why.
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