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Beau Bow de Lune

by Beau Bow de Lune

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1.
Reverence 02:54
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
2.
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
3.
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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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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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….
7.
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...
8.
Brushstrokes 04:40
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
9.
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….
10.
Aware 06:36
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 is the creative love child of Val McCallum, Bow Thayer and Greg Wells. Born out of the chaos and heartache that is the Covid-19 pandemic, this album was conceived, written, recorded and produced remotely from our respective bunkers on opposite ends of the country in a mutual effort to create something positive. Each of us has lost so much - from our routines and our livelihoods, to our friends, our loved ones and our heroes.

This music is for them.

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released March 5, 2021

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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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