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When I Am Away
05:27
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When I am away
I feel you, I hear you
When I hear a phrase of a song
Something you would sing
I hear you, I feel you
I hear you, I love you
I love you
Stopping to refuel
My muse, she calls on her commute
Tells me she’s awake and ok
Counting down the days
And sleepless nights
So wound up tight
The engine’s on
Changing stations
It’s the aftermath of a late disaster
Voices calm and sure, dissecting motives
Hope she’s watching it like me
Sharing something, anything
Oh my home is all I see
Oh my love is all I need
She’s all in and in-between
My love
Oh my home is all I see
And my love is all I need
She’s all in and in-between
My love
Now a change of view
The countryside
So green and bright
I’ll see you tonight
Remembering fights
You were right most of the time
A long red light
Change the station
It’s an old white man
With speculations
Give me soul or motown
I’m in the mood
For wine and roses
Hope she’s watching it like me
Sharing something, anything
Oh my home is all I see
Oh my love is all I need
She’s all in and in-between
My love
Oh my home is all I see
And my love is all I need
She’s all in and in-between
My love
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Back To Me
03:06
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Do not fear
For I am here
Don’t lose hope
On a shaky slope
Reach the top
Before the dawn
And know my love
Will cheer you on
True love flies
A banner high
And holds no wrongs
Against the day
From mountain tops
To valleys low
To Semper Fi
To the winds that blow
Here’s to the ropes
That hold my love
Here’s to your guides
And the skies above
Here’s to the God
Of the land and sea
Bring my baby
On back to me
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Please
05:09
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I don’t need a whole lot
I’ve been drinking from The Well, all night
Ain’t no need to try hard to forget my hurt
I know it’s role, I know there’s strength in pain
There’s a tie that binds us
And it keeps me on the ground, at home
They can’t pull the ends out
All the saints before me knew it well
A to Z
All of my heart
I saw a man hugging broken knees
I saw queen die upon her seat
I saw a soldier learning how to weep
In a lonely field
I’ve seen the freedom of a prisoner cell
I love the silence of a dark motel
Morning’s coming and I’m on my knees
Finding out how to say Please
How that path is winding
Crooked roots and rocks to wit
It’s a lonesome road
We’ve been wounded so long
Streams of blood fall through the falls, fallen leaves
They can call it deadly
They can call it what they want, It’s fine
But my well is so deep
And it sustains my weary soul, alright
A to Z
All of my heart
I saw a man hugging broken knees
I saw queen die upon her seat
I saw a soldier learning how to weep
In a lonely field
I’ve seen the freedom of a prisoner cell
I love the silence of a dark motel
Morning’s coming and I’m on my knees
Finding out how to say Please
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Washed Out
04:39
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When I was younger I stood by the sea
I walked into the waves they captured me
When I looked up I saw the sky grown black
Great clouds of lightning pushing daylight back
I saw my mother standing on the shore
My father swimming out to rescue me
But I ain’t afraid as the waves grow tall
I’ll take a beating as the white wash falls
Sharp eyes and flapping tongues are hissing at me
I left the frying pan I’m in the flame
That brood of vipers snapping hatred at me
I tell you now you’ll see a sea of pain
You can abuse me if you’re so inclined
I’ve fought the raging sea and made him mine
And just like the water boil me away
And I’m back in a thunderhead the very next day
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Crying Shame
03:36
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Knowing sounds simple
So easy like the breeze
Pull out the ends of
The tie that binds
Tugging and loosen
Our fragile little lives
What a crying shame
What a crying shame
Knowing sounds simple
So easy like the breeze
Pull out the ends of
The tie that binds
So do you love me
I know
So do you love me
I love you
I will be the last to go
Differences between us flow
And water us to rise and grow
Don’t put it off
Don’t run away
Not today
Not today
What a crying shame
What a crying shame
When we bear the name
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6. |
Terror Of Open Spaces
05:14
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Love and time and thunder
Threaten the canyon deep
Where as a naked traveler
I tried to find some sleep
Shadows crest the mesa
Under clouds of rain
And the flood will cut this canyon
And catch me in this cave
I feel the terror of wide open spaces
And all of the walls of these wild places
I can’t climb and I can’t divide
The danger and love of your good graces
Lightning strikes the flatlands
A tornado’s on the plain
The math that shapes this chaos
Is tangled up with pain
And if the river passes
And if I’m left here alive
Then the hand that shapes the canyons
It wants me to survive
I feel the terror of wide open spaces
And all of the walls of these wild places
I can’t climb and I can’t divide
The danger and love of your good graces
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Whisper
05:23
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I been getting on
Clock hands at night
And calendars arranged
I’m fitting shoes
Talk by the day
And sleep at night, sometimes
The sun will rise
I’ll run to wakeup all the
Duldrums of the night
My people come
I listen close
You whisper wisdom through their words
So much to know
I feel insane
Caught in the vines
Looking for the sharpest edge
Some pinch to keep the blood flowing again
You tell me love
There's no measurements or deadlines here
It's freedom in the purest of its form
Your kingdom come
You say its here
But its economy divorces me from them
I want so bad to speak and know
Tear down the curtains of the show
Bring them my life
Give up your own
The mechanics of it
shuffle in my soul
It’s necessary but oh so seriously tough
It’s light is flickering, oh
It’s such a mystery, no?
I've been afraid
Of losing time
Swirling thoughts of disconnect
Some kindred soul to humanize this shame
But I can say
When darkness settles in my mind
No loneliness is strange enough for you
So whisper to me
in a sweet warm embrace
Soothe this quivering
I won't quit this race
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8. |
Isn't It Something?
04:50
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I’m in the water
Wading in knee-deep
You’re on the shoreline
Wrapped in a blanket too thin
Isn’t it something
How solace is holy
Isn’t it something
How dark it gets out here
Yesterday’s rainfall has dried up already
And we’ve been called missing
By those in the city
Isn’t it something
How solace is holy
Isn’t it something
How dark it gets out here
Come lead me outward
Oh pillar of fire
To where the dawn
Is blazing with power
Isn’t it something
How solace is holy
Isn’t it something
How bright it gets out here
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9. |
Hosea
03:12
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She rode out on me, He said
After a shout and a cry and I don't know why
She ran out on me, He said
After a kiss and a lie and another goodbye
She is gone again, they said
Up and out and in another bed
She ran away again, they said
What's in his heart and she's stuck in his head
I love you still, I always will,
Come on home with your head down low
I love you still, I always will,
Come on home from those hearts of stone
She ran out on us my son
Talk to your mother, no longer my wife
She ran out on us he said
Can I block her in and leave her lonely life
She is gone again, they said
After her lovers, and worse than before
She ran away again, but she says,
“Where are my lovers, and where can I go?”
I love you still, I always will,
Come on home with your head down low
I love you still, I always will,
Come on home from those hearts of stone
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10. |
Attic Baptism
04:44
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You cannot cannot sway me
I've been washed in the beams
Cut through the glass in the window
Landing on this pile of old things
You cannot cannot sway me
I've seen the attic of your house
Cracked baby doll's crazy eyes
Cat's crooked toy mouse
You cannot cannot sway me
I saw your pile of photographs
Old lovers' dead brothers' scratch records
On the phonograph
You cannot cannot sedate me
Four chairs round the table
Call your kids to dinner
Lock the horses in the stable
You cannot cannot sway me
I've been washed in the beams
Closed doors send lovers away
But I'm your servant, I won't be swayed
You cannot cannot sway me
I've been washed in the beams
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11. |
Geography Of Hope
04:16
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Wallace Stegner:
"I want to speak for the wilderness idea as something that has helped form our character and that has certainly shaped our history as a people. If we drive the few remaining members of the wild species into zoos or to extinction; if we permit the last virgin forests to be turned into comic books and plastic cigarette cases; Without any remaining wilderness we are committed wholly, without chance for even momentary reflection and rest, to a headlong drive into our technological termite-life, if we pollute the last clear air and dirty the last clean streams and push our paved roads through the last of the silence, something will have gone out of us as a people if we ever let the remaining wilderness be destroyed; and where the little but intensely important human being is exposed to the five directions of the thirty-six winds, is a positive consolation. It’s a lovely and terrible wilderness, such as wilderness as Christ and the prophets went out into. It’s a lovely and terrible wilderness.
Calling Out Endlessly
Calling Out Your Name
Without any remaining wilderness we are committed wholly, without chance for even momentary reflection and rest, to a headlong drive into our technological termite-life, The Brave new world of a completely man-controlled environment; if we pollute the last clear air and dirty the last clean streams and push our paved roads through the last of the silence, so that never again will Americans be free in their own country from the noise, the exhausts, the stinks of human and automotive waste. And so that never again can we have the chance to see ourselves single, separate, vertical and individual in the world, part of the environment of trees and rocks and soil, brother to the other animals, part of the natural world and
competent to belong in it. A part of the Geography of Hope
Calling Out Endlessly
Calling Out Your Name
A part of the Geography of Hope
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Eric Lawrence North Fort Collins, Colorado
Eric writes and records in his studio in Fort Collins, Colorado.
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