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Ghost Radio
04:04
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A bucket of coal and six bottled Souls
fresh sage and a barb wired pole
expired Train Passes and an old Church spire
a few broke Watches and a tricycle tire
Pack it all up in an old steamer trunk
that smells of Gas, Secrets, Chocolate and Skunk
cuff it to your wrist so you Don’t ever forget
that the trunk’s Full, ain’t no room for regrets
First Boat Out is the theme of this song
Sun’s coming up and the Cops before long
smile like a buzzard and look the Captain in the eye
he’ll answer your questions except perhaps Why
He puts you to work on the Ghost Radio
where you fall asleep to its warm eerie Glow
listening to Whispers from other worlds
while inside your Dreams their stories Unfurl
The Ghosts find your trunk and are Happy to oblige
to free you of the burden of those objects inside
they make off with most, leaving gold teeth behind
give ‘em to the Captain to ease his Worried mind
First Boat Out is the theme of this song
Sun’s coming up and the Cops before long
smiling like a buzzard you catch the Captain’s eye
he’s answered your questions except perhaps Why
He’s answered your questions, now it’s time to say Bye.
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2. |
I Got Caught
03:51
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I was a Spirit roaming Free
but I got caught, I got caught
full up of Stories buzzing like a bee
but still I got caught yeah, I got caught
I’m older than dirt and Dinosaurs
but still I got caught, I got caught
spoils and riches I had for sure
and still I went and got caught
Existence is a sticky Trap
try and avoid it, take another lap
something about Time and Place
makes you land Hard on your face
I’m here now stuck breathing air
I got caught, boy I got caught
well beyond what’s right and fair
hat’s off to being caught
Here I am just a regular Joe
I got caught yeah, I got caught
so much for what’s above and below
here I am I got caught
Existence is a wondrous Trap
a bit of Terror dropped right in your lap
the highs the lows and the rest of the crap
guess I’m running this final lap
Existence is a sticky Trap
try and avoid it, take another lap
something about Time and Place
makes you land Hard on your face
I’m here now and stuck breathing air
I got caught, boy I got caught
well beyond what’s right and fair
hat’s off to being caught
Life not so bad
but I got caught yeah, I got caught
making Music scares off the sad
for the rest of you that got caught
Life’s not so bad x3
I got caught
Life’s not so bad
Making Music scares off the sad
Life’s not so bad…
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3. |
Some Folks
03:40
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Some folks will Tell you
that you Can’t do a thing
or be who you Want
regardless the Joy it may bring
Some folks are happy Not asking why
the same ones that’ll tell you not to try
well I’m gonna suggest another way
you don’t have to do it, I’m just gonna say
Calling out to all the Dreamers and Fools
those born Stubborn, hands hungry for Tools
paint the Wind and bottle up Lightning
to wander Free is both Wondrous and Frightening
I respect Tradition, but sometimes you got to ask
are we thoughtlessly following an obsolete task?
Take a Look around and see how Many don’t have
what we Take for granted
cause it was done that way in the past
This one’s for the Fools and the Dreamers
ignore the willfully ignorant screamers
let’s make some Music or maybe some Art
that’s Inclusive for every lost Heart
I ain’t calling for anarchy, that’s Not the way
but a person’s Worth should be More than just mere pay
I call to those with a Powerful Imagination
to make New Maps for this troubled nation
I’ve been up in these Hills watching the battle
between the powerful and the rest of Us cattle
they got the money and power, but we got Numbers
one day soon they’ll be Forced from their slumber
Yeah, this one’s for the Fools and the Dreamers
ignore the willfully ignorant screamers
let’s make some Music, let’s make some Art
that’s Inclusive for every lost Heart
that’s Inclusive for every lost Heart.
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4. |
Abandoned Redbird
03:24
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It Sings with such Beauty but so few have heard
it comes from the end of Time, the Abandoned Red bird
knowing what it does, it still sings of Love
its audience is a flock of brokenhearted doves
Red bird, red bird where have you been?
You seem so alone and I’d like to be your friend
you fly past the sky into the Dreams of the Lord
then sing of such sweetness to make the Devil Roar
Redbird flew never stopping to rest
Through the ages to its Wondrous nest
built from Dreams of Honest men
and a few twigs from when the human race began
Red bird, red bird please tell me what have you seen
of the spaces you’ve Traveled and all parts in-between
a witness to Miracles and Cruelties unbound
red bird oh red bird, you’re a creature Profound
Once you sat at the right hand of God
but afraid His believers would find out He’s a fraud
He banished your Beauty from his Heavenly Light
and now you fly Forever in this Eternal Night
Redbird dear redbird, you’re never alone
I built a nest in my Heart that you can call Home
a place you can rest and gather your strength to Sing
For your Travels may this Love be the wind neath your wings. (x3)
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5. |
Dead Man’s Suit
04:19
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Take on up this crawl quiet song
Sunset’s coming so it won’t be long
keep your Eyes peeled for those shadowy cats
and don’t forget to wear your gloves and your hat
cause there’s bound to be some Trouble and Flames
whenever you’re invoking the Almighty’s name
I drink a cup fulla gas, spit out the change
stick around long enough and it won’t sound so Strange
I count to three crows before saying Grace
might explain all the bullet holes decorating the place
I hot-wired a Bible and drove across state lines
eager as a dowser’s wand sniffing out the Divine
I sing this meager traveling song
and I best hurry up as I don’t have long
my memory ain’t what it once was
but my Bones remember so I follow those dogs
I got this suit from a dead guy that I met
he said I could have it to cover his debt
the thing about clothes that have housed the deceased
the pockets come filled with Regret and Belief
things I can use as Bait to draw near
Angels I lure where even Fools fear
I’ll be waiting in the car round top of the hill
the one where they found that old guy who got Killed
buried beneath newspapers and lace
with the most Blissful look resting calm on his face
I remember that Moment just like it was my Last
it’s all that I have in the way of a Past
I’m singing this damned old traveling song
Death done left me and that felt wrong
my Memories are scattered like birds to the wind
and all I got left is this suit and this skin
eh, all I got left is this suit and this skin.
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6. |
Sea Tale
03:12
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Cast off all the wires and ropes
the roosters and the battles, the hounds and the Hope
any port in a Storm for you and yours
and be wary of Tales of riches galore
Gather your muster, as much as ya can
things out here operate without the luxury of plans
Instinct has a way of remaking a man
into something that can Quickly get out of hand
Tie it off and check your rigging and tack
a Curse let loose is mighty tough to get back
all the nails and the sinners and the Saints on parade
carve a road straight to Hell with intentions well paved
Map this Tale as another in a long line of such
some full of Wisdom, while some not so much
they’re better for telling with a good coat of Rust
just be Careful with whom you Invest your Trust
Just be careful with whom you Invest your Trust.
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7. |
Beyond Proof
03:20
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I Woke to a Terrible whisper
that slithered and wrapped Tight
until I felt my Breath escape
to a flickering of the lights
Welcome to this Glorious Ruin
that Builds Itself as you roam
shadows as Deep as oceans of ink
that tease and Promise unwritten poems
A Haunted song for all those wronged
by the twins Logic and Proof
you’ll Understand that sometimes plans
call for a Deeper sort of Truth
a Deeper sort of Truth
A grand hall Blooms with such finery on show
I hardly take notice as the room Breathes and Grows
I Ponder just how I fit into this Story
and Hope for a Tale more Cheerful than gory
I fell asleep to Music that has Never once been played
to find myself Composer of paths best Never paved
For those who were wronged
this Haunted song offers a hard-won Truth
the rational may play at scoff and at sway
more is Needed than just mere proof
The rational may play, but hear as I say
more is Needed than just mere proof
the rational may play, but hear as I say
more is Needed than just mere proof
the rational may play, but hear as I say
more is Needed than just mere proof
more is Needed than just mere proof
hear as I say, more is Needed that mere proof…
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8. |
Two Simple Hearts
04:03
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Attraction and Repulsion is how that it plays
here for a moment before going away
a song for those who tend to stray
only to return on some Special day
Our hearts beat with a rhythm Divine
timing our journey with Clockworks Sublime
we each have our part in this ludicrous play
we say our lines and then off on our way
Two simple hearts, that’s all it takes
to Bless another or raise the stakes
atoms that spin and orbit and dance
two simple hearts to form a Romance
Hearts can be treacherous, so you’ve been Warned
they can leave you adrift in a Terrible Storm
the crew’s done abandoned; you’re all on your own
this here’s a Lesson that’s Taught to the Bone
So is it all worth it, this game we call Hearts?
in the body it’s the Strongest and Weakest of parts
True Love is scrimshawed across it until
it’s Brave enough to venture deep into Hell
All that it takes is two simple hearts
a Blessed Curse is what Love imparts
atoms that dance and orbit and spin
it’s a Wondrous game that Nobody wins.
Two simple hearts, that’s all it takes…
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9. |
Rain Guitar
05:54
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Looking out at this Old World
the winds of Change make my sails unfurl
a Storm is brewing, but not the one they sell
follow them and you might get dragged to Hell
I got the Blues like a rusted-out Ford
the lies and hate just about busted my gourd
so I play this guitar like a shower of Rain
to Wash away the sorrow and pain
Calling up the Rain with the power of Love
turning my back on the push and the shove
Hope and the Blues, like a hand in a glove
this old guitar and the power of Love
the power of Love
Power and money can harden the Heart
I’d like to rewind things right back to the start
children don’t care about frivolous things
born with a Wisdom that makes the Soul sing
It ain’t till later that our eyes get Too Big
and want every last thing like some starving pig
so I play this guitar and call up a Storm
to wash us clean as the day we were Born
The power of Love comes with the Rain
washes away the aches and the pain
kisses your brow and lights up your brain
this old guitar chases trouble down the drain
this old Rain guitar
Calling up the Rain with the power of Love
turning my back on the push and the shove
Hope and the Blues, like a hand in a glove
this old guitar and the power of Love
this old Rain guitar
The rain clouds have passed, so I’ll wrap it up
I caught some of that Spirit right here in my cup
drink it right down and feel that Rush
all of them worries back down and hush
drink it right down and feel that Rush
all of them worries back down and hush.
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10. |
Lost Horizon
03:53
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Pyrate
04:19
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Down low to swing again
a chain song sung by Cursed men
Fierce Storm took the ship and all hands lost
Death held no grip, Treasure at all cost
Seaweed clogged ribcage and eye sockets fulla Gold
with no tongues to wag, the Secret’s safe from told
a pirate’s thirst is a worst an Unnatural thing
ghost ship lurching; forever searching is the song we sing
Heave Ho and Away we Go, Beyond the gates of man
the Devil’s fools for want of Jewels, we stick close to the plan
we sail beyond the Horizon’s hold, and on to Forbidden Seas
by canvas, rope, wood and Hope we’ll have every Treasure what be
The figurehead has long gone Dead, but still we venture On
the Grog still flows and so we goes while singing this Dark Song
our Ship is sound, and that’s Profound as all else gone to Rot
and still we Refuse to make port until we’ve claimed our lot
Heave Ho and Away we Go, Beyond the gates of man
the Devil’s fools for Want of Jewels, we stick close to the Plan
we sail beyond the Horizon’s hold and on to Forbidden Seas
by canvas, rope, wood and Hope we’ll have every Treasure what be
A Wicked Storm from Far Beyond has Cursed us further still
Winds and Rain scramble our brains, but not dampened our Will
we press in and sing this song, a Thirsty crew we be
our Want for Gold will Never grow old, so we sail these Haunted Seas
And it’s Heave Ho and off we Go, Beyond the rules of man
for Gold and Jewels we Ache and Drool, so Hold Tight to the Plan
we’ve sailed past the Horizon’s grasp, and onto Cursed Seas
by Guile, smoke, Treachery and Hope we’ll Grab every last Treasure we see
And it’s Heave Ho and Away we Go, Beyond the gates of man
the Devil’s fools for Want of Jewels, we stick close to the Plan
and it’s Heave Ho and off we Gone, Beyond the rules of man
for Gold and Jewels we Ache and Drool, so Hold Tight to the Plan
Slipped Death’s Grip to Commandeer a ship
so Beware our Thirst my friend
this crew will do Whatever we Need to
A’Cursed to sail Forever again and again and again…
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12. |
A Song Never Sung
04:32
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This is a song that’s never been Sung
a song for a battle that’s never been Won
for those of Us left on behind
this is song that I Hope you will Find
This is a song for Books never Written
for Loves Not Expressed by those who are Smitten
chances not Taken and Bridges not Crossed
this is the song for All that We’ve Lost
Think about what’s never been Thought
Wondrous idea still never been Caught
Dreams that have never been Shared
by all of those what never Cared
This is a song that’s never been Sung
for Heart’s that have never been Stung
all of that Power never Released
twists and turns into a Mad Beast
For Maps never drawn for lands not Discovered
shovels not Raised and Treasures Uncovered
Poems not Written for Feelings unexpressed
Music not Played to Lift Up those depressed
This is a song for the Silent and Sad
when All around feels awful and bad
this Song got Sung despite nobody Cared
and now it is yours, to Hold and Share
and now it is yours, to Hold and Share
and now it is yours, and now it is yours
and now it is yours, and now it is yours
to Hold and Share, Share, Share, Share….
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13. |
Tree Beast
03:11
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I live inna Tree up Top of the hill
folks come around and get a Bad Nasty Spill
I don’t ask for nothing, but I get Plenty Still
run away, run away back home
When the Moon is new I slink outta my tree
Mischief to make wherever I see
pray to your Holies you don’t Bump into me
run away, run away back home
I don’t aim to be mean, I’m just Having Fun
but if I spy your Shadow, you best Turn and Run
cause if I get hold of you, no telling What’ll be Done
run away, run away back home
run away, run away back home
run away
A Deal was struck a long time ago
I Couldn’t go out while the Sun did show
and was asked to Guard things even the Devil can’t know
run away, run away back home
The Sun’s almost here and I’m curled up in my Tree
Safe from the light that’s so hurtful to me
a more Content monster you’re unlikely to see
run away, run away back home
I don’t mean to be mean, I’m just Having Fun
but if I spy your Shadow, you best Turn and Run
cause if I get hold of you, no telling What’ll be Done
run away, run away back home
run away, run away back home
run away, run away back home
run away…
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14. |
Throne of Nothing
04:20
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Got an engine block fulla rock salt
and airplane wings for arms
I kiss the Beads and count the Seeds
that make up this Suit of Charms
I walk the lines of chalk I draw
that outline this Sacred House
the Universe is a Cheesemaker’s Watch
and I’m a hungry little mouse
Ponder, ponder as I wander just how far to go
passed beyond this little song that’s bouncing to and fro
Philosophy’s a Wondrous game until you go too far
and question every little thing about just who you are
I found a Door between my eyes that I opened as a child
the Garden there is quite a scare growing Strange and Wild
I’ve noticed with some interest others peeking through the hedge
curious about the Noises as I launch things off the ledge
Ponder, ponder as we wander just how far to go
far beyond this little song searching to and fro
Philosophy’s a Terrible game once you’ve gone too far
and doubt every little thing about just who you are
I’ve built a Throne of Nothing
from the broken gears that I stole
I sit in it and Listen intently
to the Universe’s Soul
I got an engine block fulla rock salt
I got airplane wings for arms
I kiss the Beads and count the Seeds
that make up this Suit of Charms
I walk the lines of chalk I draw
that outline this Sacred House
the Universe is a Cheesemaker’s Watch
and I’m a hungry little mouse
Ponder, ponder as I wander just how far to go
passed beyond this little song that’s bouncing to and fro
Philosophy’s a Wondrous game until you go too far
and question every little thing about just who you are
and question every little thing about just who you are
question every little thing about just who you are
I’ve built a Throne of Nothing
from the broken gears that I stole
I sit in it and Listen intently
to the Universe’s Soul…
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15. |
Promise Divine
04:24
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I was born Not quite right
attracted to neither Dark nor the Light
coming alive when the Sun starts to set
knowing that the best is to come yet
I gather up scraps of old Rusted metal
lengths of rope and other bits left to settle
and Secret them away in a shack all my own
to make what I offer available on loan
These things so Beyond your control
trade Hope for what’s pilfered and stole
as long as your Heart’s in the right place
Wonder will light up your face
Building a Dragon of junk and old parts
making it Strong with plenty of Heart
and once it’s done, I’ll set it Free
to Eat all the hatred and the wrong that it sees
I’m pretty quiet and keep to myself
cataloging all the parts that line these shelves
I got a Mission I can’t really explain
to make the mundane into Magic is my game
These things so Beyond our control
trade Wonders for what’s given and stole
as long as your Heart has its proper Goal
Divinity will light up your Soul
This homegrown Wonder, nothing fancy or cutting edge
reached back to gather, careful of the ledge
ain’t in it for Power or Status and such
but what I’ve made is way Beyond too much
set this Beast Free to roam as it will
seeking out Evil, while I’m left here still
knowing that I made a thing Beyond my command
guarantees me a place in the Promised Land
These things are Free of control
Wonders released are Blessings and so
your Heart and Soul are finally combined
to realize this Promise Divine
I was Born not quite right…
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16. |
Halfway to Yesterday
04:08
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Well, I’ve passed Several milestones
got a Few left ahead
I ain’t no spring rooster
but don’t Mark me as dead
When I sit for a rest to Ponder awhile
Old Memories creep back and grant me a Smile
nostalgia can be such a Dangerous snare
to live in the past is a thing to Beware
I’m more than halfway on this Journey of Life
carrying my Joys along with some strife
to greet the new day is Worth more than I can say
I find myself halfway to yesterday
To reminisce is a Bittersweet Bliss
old mistakes Call out and Moan
quiet when I’m with family and friends
but so much Louder when I’m alone
I look on Ahead to the road yet to tread
Experience Warns and Suggests
I pack up my Tools like some Hopeful Fool
eager to Help those in distress
Nostalgia can be such a Dangerous snare
to live in the past is a thing to Beware
The Spirit is Willing but the body is weak
the Soul cries out, and that’s why I Seek
I don’t fully Understand all the pieces at play
as I’m now halfway to yesterday
This is the point where we part ways
it was nice traveling with you, it’s the least I can say
if you should remember me, and I Hope that you may
be it as a Smile on your face as I fade away
and I find myself halfway to yesterday
I find myself halfway to yesterday…
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17. |
Bring on the Rain Again
03:58
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Choking on dust and beaten by the Sun
a long ways to go and my race feels run
everything’s burnt and thirsty for Hope
hands all empty and at the end of their rope
I need to be dunked in a river of Blues
to express Heartfelt Sorrow is what I need to do
so I’m calling out to any Saints still around
and I’m praying with my forehead pressed to the hard ground
So bring on the Rain again
let it Pour Down and wash off this sin
I got my Heart wide open to catch some of that Love
that comes as a Blessing from way up above
The Story turned Dark and we’re overwhelmed
the Ship is off course, a Mad Captain at the helm
Thunder and Lightning, I hear them call out
when the Rain starts falling, I gotta Dance and Shout
The ground sighs Relief as the Water sinks in
Seeds deep down start to Wiggle and Grin
I open my mouth and let out a Song
and the Rain washes free all the sadness and wrong
So bring on the Rain again
and watch the children Dance and Spin
my Heart’s a bucket that’s full of that Love
Blessings and Relief from far up above
Storm clouds broke, and the Rain has moved on
but filled up my Heart with Hope and with Song
got a spring in my step and I’m eager to Share
to shower you with Blessings and Care
Yeah, bring on the Rain again
and watch the children Dance and Spin
my Heart’s a bucket that’s full of that Love
Blessings and Relief from way up above x3
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