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Turn Those Eyes
04:02
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In your Humble design you’ve reflected the sunlight
Great Blue Crown of Majesty
I’m guarded against sorrow by your subtle smile
And I’m Planted Like a Tree
Sing to me sweetly through that cedar woodwind
The branch of prophecy
Rock of Ages Syncopated
Shake it up and shake it free
Turn Those Eyes upon me, Zemer-man
Turn Those Eyes upon me
I’m Still waiting to see your soul again
Shine for All to See
Ready is as ready does
Split a hole in the mud
When you get high you go down with a thud without fear
Of the sight of your own blood
Keep your eyes open the captain’s coming
Skin glowing like the sea
If it hasn’t already or even if it has
He’ll remove your suffering
Fame has whittled you away to nothing
That’s the ideal way to be
A sliver of moonlight reminds you of something
How you once used to be
Turn Those Eyes upon me, Zemer-man
Turn Those Eyes upon me
I’m Still waiting to see your soul again
Shine for All to See
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Fertile Crescent
03:48
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3. |
In Service of the King
05:36
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Seven silent suns 'tween you and me my love
Seven strident journeys ‘pon the waves
Seven mysteries to plumb invoked by you my love
Seven histories and songs of ancient days
I have brought these gifts as requested for the queen
I solemnly lay them by her feet
If it please the king and there be no task left for me
May I take my leave return to the seventh sea
Seven rays of light I save for you my love
Seven channels the river meet the bay
Seven shallow sea that we can sail my love
Seven ways to drown beneath the waves
You may return after proving yourself equal to this task
Find a way to reach the lady behind the glass
Let her know I was discreet as I dug into her past
And I cast her crystal ring into the seventh sea
Seven dangers to brave in search of you my love
Seven swords and seven early graves
Seven cups of wine I pour for you my love
Seven thousand years in seven days
Oh, dear lady this glass may protect you from the king
Yet I know now where to look for your crystal ring
I am poor and I’m tired and I don’t expect a thing
But see you return at last to the seventh sea
Seven eagles flown at your desire my love
Seven hatchlings gone leaving the eighth
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In a sagging town
The road as it unwound
Seems to like my face
But with a frown
I lay awake in bed
The sun she burn my head
Got no reason to get up
Until I’m spent
Been the victim of abuse
At my own sly hand
I was pleasing no one fast
I’m not yet dead
And those promises you made
You will surely keep
It’s never quite as bad
As they lead you to believe
Sometimes you got to help yourself
Sometimes you got to help yourself
On and on she go
Past the crying stage
Sometimes she turn the page
The other way
Today those aimless feet
Lead her round and round
Remembering thoughtless words
She said to me
No ambition now
Since she killed that man
By squeezing hard his throat
To make him understand
And those promises she made
She will surely keep
It’s never quite as bad
As they lead you to believe
Sometimes you got to help yourself
Sometimes you got to help yourself
Place my dinner roll
Right beside my plate
You said to not be late
So here I am
One sweet humble word
And you may soon be mine
I try not to waste time
Despite what seems
When you speak to friends
To seek out their advice
Pay heed not what sounds nice
But to whose end
And those promises you made
You will surely keep
It’s never quite as bad
As they lead you to believe
Sometimes you got to help yourself
Sometimes you got to help yourself
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5. |
Blood on the Bayou
05:32
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There is blood on the bayou
In the time of restraint
And for those who can't hear it
It will call you again
There is blood on the bayou
In the heat of her prime
She has waited for centuries
For the swallow of time
And for those who can't hear it
Signs will shatter the night
We will hold you accountable
What for needs be made right
There is blood וn the bayou
All you treacherous souls
Better start counting blessings
While the spirit train rolls
Up the blood of the Bayou
Woman you cannot be denied
Like the sink in your kitchen
Wash the drawers on the line
I am blinded by that incense they grind
Let it be who still sees
Ancient branches and trees
Take us off of our knees
To wash the blood off the bayou
For a moment he prays
To bring it all into order
While the riverboat sways
In the blood of the bayou
and what's left of the rain
Helps us start it all over
And over again
Weary feet of the soldier
Who's forgotten his name
Carries poor boys with heart-wounds
To where the fine ladies wait
Past the blood of the bayou
And what's left once you know
That the rain in the bathhouse
Rightly turns into snow
With the blood of the bayou
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Emuna
05:17
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As you got married on a Tuesday
The city burned no guests could come
A great idea use the memory of that suffering
To build a place for Jews to come
Filled with bittersweet nostalgia
Tempered with a decorative touch
All the cats on the prowl for something or other
While you long to make that kitten blush
Although the tunnel keeps on narrowing
I see it widen up ahead
Emuna
It's Disconcerting
How long have I been sleeping
Set up the vibe for the evening
A wood reed whispers on your tongue
Were you the one responsible for bringing
That lecher to these hallowed halls
By Yud Sh'vat you’re so strung out
You're breaking all the old taboos
What won’t girls do when inspired by a holy brother
Well there’s one waiting right here for you
Although the tunnel keeps on narrowing
I see it widen up ahead
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Me & Johnny
05:41
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Me & Johnny can hear while we’re sleeping
Me & Johnny lost young and lost hard
Me & Johnny make a business of weeping
Hold my hand when you’re put to the test
Hold my hand with the one you love best
Me & Johnny have the voice of the turtle
Me & Johnny on the shores of gold horn
Me & Johnny watching sparkles of purple
Hold my hand for the journey out west
Hold my hand when you lay down to rest
If there’s a simple way to cut it
Then I don’t want you raising your hand
‘Cause I’m always on the lookout
For your sweet and simple plan
Me & Johnny went broke from retreating
Me & Johnny have three drinks to go
Me & Johnny got stoned for the meeting
Hold my hand when you’re sad and thinking
Hold my hand for the sorrows drowned drinking
There’s a time when the bad dream has caught you in its command
Just like the time when the rain begins falling upon your cold hand
And may this train as it turns give you comfort and drive this feeling that softly shimmers In the white sand
Me & Johnny when the gold dust is heaping
Me & Johnny when the river’s been dammed
Me & Johnny with that bible you’re keeping
Hold my hand when your love is in chains
Hold my hand when the soft lady stays
If there’s a simple way to cut it
Then I don’t want you raising your hand
‘Cause I’m always on the lookout
For your sweet and simple plan
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8. |
Art Matters
04:16
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9. |
This Sweet Morning
03:17
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On this sweet morning
I can see you here
Feel like I’m spinning
Spinning in the air
Brown leaf twisting
And the daylight falling
And the bare trees laughing
Our trials are many
But my troubles few
Burden light like mercy
Being carried by you
I just lift a finger
To dissolve the mirror
And your face come clear
Seems like your head has busted open
Feels like your heart has done so too
Sounds like everyone has spoken
That all this pain it comes from you
From a world that’s coming
I can see you smiling
Broken glass transitions
To your rolling pasture
Brave colors blending
Hidden boxes opening
And the circle closing
On this sweet morning
I can see you here
Feel like I’m spinning
Spinning in the air
Brown leaf twisting
And the daylight falling
This your child returning
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Eagle & the Lion
05:14
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Foreign streets you walk
On your way to madness
Subtle smiles you meet along the way
The bird will talk expose your secret’s address
She’s had it in for you since your wedding day
They held you underground
And made you swallow wine
Spiked with turpentine
And turned your walls to snakes
Revealed your destiny
Divined with your third eye
That on the inside there was still sunshine
What kind of lion would roar then flee so quickly
And by your side a wounded wolf and sheep
No sense to hide their wisdom trump your trickery
Step outside your destiny awaits
They bound you from behind
And took your staff away
The Eagle and the Lion
Tossed in the flames
As the smoke rose from the fire
You breathed it in again
Your tears turned into shapes
The bed where she still sleeps
The arrow plunging deep
The diamonds set around
The circle of the crown
You had to fall to find
That on the inside there was still sunshine
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