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Reverence
02:54
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Deliver me to the sea all green
Taking it in with the big all mighty
Volcano smoking great pillows provoking
The sunshine dance that comes out of nothing
And what you did to me
Think that you want but you could never believe no
It’s part of the lesson
You taught me Mr Reverend
I must confess my souls been blessed yes it’s true
I must confess my souls been blessed and it’s true
Cause of you
I got so much reverence
reverence for you
So much reverence for you
Flash me back to the record shack
Where the curve of the earth aint got nuthin’ on that hot wax
Sinking in to that mellow fold
with the warm glow simmerins’ off the audio
And what you did to me
I think that you might but you could never believe no
It’s all in the lesson
You taught me Mr. Reverend
I must confess my souls been blessed and it’s true
I must confess my souls been blessed and it’s true
Cause of you
Oh Mr Reverend I got so much
So much reverence for you
Oh Mr Reverend
I got so much so much
Reverence for you
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2. |
Simple Isn't Easy
04:15
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I need another four finger pour
Of 90 proof lamplight fuel
Can you help a brother light up his torch
At least spare a little warmth
Been living down here on alphabet road
Where they got you numbered row by row
Oh Mother take a look around
To what is normal now
I know that you told me
But can you tell me again
How we couldn't say whoa
To a world that is dying
And never got a lesson in fledgling flight
It should be a breeze
but simple isn't easy
Piecing back a precious stone
It simply ain't easy to atone
Ain't it funny how a photograph gets you
Frozen in drives
Stuck In digital times
And it always blows my mind
As it tears me apart
I know that you told me
But can you tell me again
How we couldn't say whoa
To a world that is dying
And never got a lesson in fledgling flight
It should be a breeze
but simple isn't easy
it simply isn't easy
To heal and ease the aching bones
It simply ain't easy to atone
It simply aint easy
Simple aint easy
And from the beginning
This world was ending
And from the ending
this world was beginning
Too come back around
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3. |
Open and Endless
04:15
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Somehow I avoided that thunder cloud
And the claws of the raven in that other world
Somewhere there is a future battle ground
Where the burden of our heartbeat
Is in every song
Better times was the flavor of the day
That shined without confusion getting in the way
Getting by was as simple as the rain
That showered new solutions out of growing pains
Solo
Better times is just a breath away
That abides without confusion getting in the way
Chasing kites into the Milky Way
That collides without intrusion to another place
Cloaked in threads weaved in thorns
Made to scratch that flesh and bone
Getting ripped right through this world
In the blink of a shell and pearl
Yet we are blessed
Open and endless
Open and endless
We are blessed open and endless
Feeding on the flowers of light
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4. |
Escape Back to Babes Bar
04:22
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5. |
No Trouble in the Bubble
04:26
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That last breath I took sure was a good one
A long exhale into a birdsong
When the frost melts away and along comes summer
The rocks gonna tumble
When the river starts running
Thunder in the distance I can hear it coming
Still gotta laugh although its not funny
Good gods gravy getting all stirred up
I pray baby that it aint too hot
With a bomb on the burner
A timer and a trigger
We need some kinda spice to help us get better
Can I place an order and have it delivered
To our brothers and sisters
Whose bellies need filling
So you want me to dig
Give me a shovel
You want me to pay
Well I’ll give you double
Ya want me to sing
I’ll shout at the devil
I won’t stop loving till the hating is gone
And there aint no trouble in the bubble no more
Alive in the pines looking at the stars shining
But a thick blue fog got me half blind
If you were standing on the moon It might get your attention
A beautiful ball in a glowing suspension
Perfectly spinning with a cosmic connection
But her children are so far gone
If ya want me to dig
Give me a shovel
You want me to pay
Well I’ll give you double
You want me to sing
I’ll shout at the devil
I won’t stop loving till the hating is gone
And there aint no trouble in the bubble no more
If you listen to the wind
You’ll hear a voice from deep within
Its talking bout the human kind
When all is one and one will shine
And there aint no trouble in the bubble
I believe it
I believe its time
baby I believe its time
You know you better believe it
Aint no trouble in the bubble
Aint no trouble in the bubble
Dont need trouble no more
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6. |
Funky New Thang
03:58
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Now here’s a lil sumpthin that can’t be ignored
I’m talking classic lines on the showroom floor
Purrs like a kitten scatching at the road
Bangs like a cannon when your slammin the door
I can't find the timeless sense of design
Just plastic pieces punched out on production lines
Somethings gotta shift
Somethings gotta give
I feel like i'm losing when im just blending in
Where's the mojo
In retro slo-mo
I’m so bored there aint no glory
In this moldy podunk story
And then she blessed me
That night queen day dream
Call it what you want
It's just what i needed
She cut me and i'm bleeding and i'm feeling that sting
It's a funky new thang
The television man
Said the military plan
Is to eradicate the problem
In the foriegn land
With a finger on the button
Toes in the sand
Aint nothing new in that sack of cement
It's like a bad movie playing over again
Can't get with the program that's put in my head
Somethings gotta shift
Somethings gotta give
Feeling like a junkie that's just trying to live
It's getting so old
That stories been told
I feel so pumped up with baloney
Trying to choose between fake and foney
Then she blessed me
And it got messy
Call it what you want
It's just what i needed
She cut me and im bleeding
I'm loving that sting
It's a funky new thang...
Talking bout something thats never been it's a funky new thang….
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7. |
Seeing Trails
04:30
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We used to drive 500 miles
You and me
Just to be
together
The look in your eyes
The big open sky’s
Like our love
It stretches out
Forever
I close my eyes I’m seeing trails
Its where i go when this old world starts to fail
I chase that sense of wonder
The blazes guide me on
Now the days of burning long
Summers now belong
To a memory
Lost in youthful dreaming
I surrender to escape
And the road ain't never straight
But delivers a certain kind of freedom
I close my eyes I’m seeing trails
Its where i go when this old world starts to fail
I chase that sense of wonder
Let the blazes guide me on
Gonna let those blazes guide me yeah
I'm gonna kick start that lil red Honda
Like a Bronco
I close my eyes I’m seeing trails
Like old familiar fare thee wells
And the dust that I am breathing
Will still be there when they
Find me gone...
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8. |
Brushstrokes
04:40
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I survived the storms
I’ve fought the bull
It appears I’m getting used to this world
This suit of armor may be shot full of holes
But it keeps me anchored
I might be beat up haggard as hell
But I guess its my look so I’ll wear it well
And I’m getting really good at growing old
Got the everlasting passion down in my soul
Take me to the fountain
Where the wine turns into air
Ya , if so my vision must go
Then I’ll see brush strokes
I’ll see brush strokes everywhere
And I’ll ride every bump and wrinkle
Celebrate every sacred scar
And I’ll be in the moment
Or wherever
Wherever we are
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Pretty damn good at getting old
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Good at growing old
Getting pretty good pretty good
pretty damn good at getting old
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Good at getting old
Take me to the kingdom
Built on solid dreams
Ya, if so my agility slows
Then my spirit may flow
And do so gracefully
And I’ll ride every bump and wrinkle
Celebrate every sacred scar
And I’ll be in the moment
Or wherever
Wherever we are
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Pretty damn good at getting old
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Good at growing old
Getting pretty good pretty good
pretty damn good at getting old
Getting pretty good
Pretty pretty good
Good at getting old
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9. |
How Does This End
03:24
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A needless need to know
Just how far it goes
Sailing blindly to island hiding
In the storm
Woke up on the floor
To shots heard round the world
I looked up to see the sails of the matrix
Messing with me
Stuck in a vicious square
The corners are overbearing
Daddy’s got the bends
And how does this end
Got my box of tools
Got my book or rules
Fools by the dozen rushing around
With their eggs all broken
Am I the only one
Without a loaded gun
Are you a foe or friend
How does this end
How does this thing end
How does this thing end….
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10. |
Aware
06:36
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Are you aware that you are aware
Are you aware that you are aware
Are you aware that your aware
Are you aware
Are you aware
That you are where your thoughts are becoming untrue
Oh my friends look what has landed
By this flowing stream of light
A flirting ghost sent to ease the fire
Her wolves will growl but in time
They will protect you
A guiding star fades into the dark
But never parts
With ways that connect you
As I lay down an ancient radio plays
Chasing the songs that call to the spirit
In the air
Aware
Are you aware are you aware
Are you aware that your aware
Are you aware
Are you aware
That you are where your thoughts are becoming untrue
As we touch down to endless questions
Erase the skull
For a strong integration
I won’t pretend to know the answers
Or sound the bell
For a long celebration
And wander through this simulation
Of thoughts untrue
To a new situation
What sparks the dreams of this collective
Who train for love
And rise above limitations
To be aware
Are you aware
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Beau Bow de Lune Los Angeles, California
Beau Bow de Lune is the creative love child of Val McCallum, Bow Thayer and Greg Wells.
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