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Where I Start
04:39
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Where I start
One happy day
does not a happy man make
One fine night ain't enough
One bright midnight moon
Won't put me in my tomb
Even when the going gets rough
The sight of a single bird
Don't mean she can be heard
But her song is sung all the same
A flower in the vase
Don't mean spring is here to stay
For love is springtime's game
Two hearts in tune
Will always howl at the moon
Together and apart
Wind sun and rain
Will find me once again
Ending where I start
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Silence Hides
03:45
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Silence Hides
Slowly rising the blooming tide's in
The birds are flying my way
But I am tired and I feel torn apart
Like a flower on the highway
The wind is howlin' lets not a sound in
Through my window I see
Shadows frozen the feeling flows in
Like a bottle on a black sea
Where does silence hide
There I can sing what's on my mind
In the morning I feel warm
And I awake with a smile
But by the time the moon shines
I've been down for a long while
And even if I could never find
A place for my soul
I'd keep walking 'til I found it
And I wouldn't feel so low
Where does silence hide
There I can sing what's on my mind
Somebody's let down somebody's crying
Somebody's knocking on my door
Somebody's getting down somebody's moanin'
And I can't take it no more
Where does silence hide
There I can sing what's on my mind
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Found Out
03:28
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Found Out
So you found out you love your best friend
The years have made the way easy to wend
Isn't love a funny little thing
Does it feel like you're giving something up
You get back what you give some call that luck
Isn't luck a funny little thing
So you found out you love your best friend
Known it for so long but can't say when
Isn't love a funny little thing
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House of Stone
03:44
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House Of Stone
When I was born
The stones taught me to speak
Now my words are strong
And they're buried deep
Let me be the stone
In the river beneath me
So I can speak strong
But with edges gone
And oh, my heart is my home
And oh, I built a house of stone
If I was a bird
And the world was my tree
I'd sing for spring
Make the leaves green as can be
Oh to be the bird
To fly and sing
And carry the news
Of the blooming spring
And oh, my heart is my home
And oh, I built a house of stone
It's where good thoughts bloom
My friends visit under the moon
My thoughts are heavy as stone
But they fly like birds
So I'll sing for spring
And gently speak my words
I have made my home
Beside the river
Beneath the tree
In my house of stone
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Long Time Blossom Soul
04:02
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Long Time Blossom Soul
Long time blossom soul
You're beautiful like the rising sun
Soft just like a red red rose
It has begun
Long time blossom soul
The wind and sun are in your eyes
High like birds in flight when you fly
Up to the sky
It's been a long time
But now I'm with you again
And it seems as though we both know
That this will never end
It's been a long time,
Long time blossom soul
Long time blossom soul
Sing for me and I'll sing for you
I think you know what a sound we have found
I know that it's true
It's been a long time
But now I'm with you again
And it seems as though we both know
That this will never end
It's been a long time,
Long time blossom soul
Long time blossom soul
You're beautiful like the rising sun
Soft just like a red red rose
It has begun, it has begun
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Shades of Evening
04:32
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Shades of Evening
I've suffered enough to know your game
Sat down blue frown and round we go
Where do we go
And by and by into the sky the birds fly
Today's the day we turn away knowing why
Breathe love said she with sun in her eyes
The truth lies
So I threw down my sword and I cried
I'm alive
And as we go we say hello to the moonlight
Tonight we say goodbye instead of goodnight
So in love with the lost shades of evening
Shake my world put nothing in my stead
So much for the love of the lover
Who disbelieved in all things done and said
I closed my eyes when I could see for me
But somehow my bow mid-stage is for you
What did you go?
And as you go
The seasons blow you through the sky
The shades of evening fading as you fly
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What Holds The Bone
02:40
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What Holds The Bone
Into the silence inward ride
I feel the moon pulling on the tide
The movement of the feeling in my veins
Roots awake in a summer rain
Breathe this light into my spine
As its flowing
My muscles hold the flames, the coals
Brightly glowing
The dam broke down and the river came round
As I pressed my hands into the ground
Gonna build myself a little riverboat
And I’m gonna sail her if she’ll float
What holds the bone, a home
What holds the bone
Yonder coming is a bright new sun
Gonna help some grow gonna burn some
Some are gonna go spinning into the rain
We all can teach and we all can sing
Breathe this sun into my mind as its shining
My muscles hold the waves the rivers
Always winding
Went back ten thousand years
Same two hands for to heal
Keep close this feeling I breathe
To be woven I must weave
What holds the bone, a home
What holds the bone
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My Backyard
02:42
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My Backyard
Jane, Jane standing in the rain
Your dog got loose and the bank's in flames
Rain, rain I'm so sorry Jane
I can't talk smooth
To the cops when you knocked
On my door four in the morning
Gunpoint back of my head
I'm sorry I ever offered you by bed
Jane, Jane you said you'd take the next train
Instead you went looking for cocaine
And the rain sang sirens to your name
Just one place
For you to go, should have known
Should have bought you a ticket home
But you smiled at me when I said
I'm sorry I ever offered you my bed
Sunrise I don't mind you fire
As long as I can see the moon
But I'm locked in this cold room
Because of you
Jane, Jane standing in the rain
Your dog got loose and the bank's in flames
Rain, rain I'm so sorry Jane
I can't talk smooth
The fire died at half past five
By which time my wrists were tied
And the sky awoke from dreams of smoke
But the flowers in my backyard all bloomed
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Heart of the Matter
03:38
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Heart Of The Matter
If you intend to write
You must open the book
Out of sight
Roving eyes must look
Strangers when they see you
And their welcome isn't strange
The danger of sharing
And staring change
Just look at me now
In love with ideas above the clouds
Just look at me now
If one is to wonder in
Caverns so deep
They mustn't plunder in
Thoughtless sleep
Walking down the road
With my heart in my hand
Waiting for someone
Who can understand
Who can look at me now
In love with ideas above the clouds
Just look at me now
We go down to the heart of the matter
Down to a part of the One
Left me a path to follow
Right back towards the sun
Just look at me now
In love with ideas above the clouds
Just look at me now
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10. |
She Caught a Feather
03:04
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She Caught a Feather
I watched a feather fall
And I caught it in my hand
The wheat fields waved the wind blue
I just had to put out my hand
Sometimes luck finds me
Face down beside the fire
Sometimes luck finds me
Facing the sun a silhouette
The mare in the meadow
The brown grass beneath the snow
Spring is a wild thing
Summer falls from a bird's wing
Sometimes luck finds me
Wondering in the right place
Sometimes luck finds the one
Thing you needed
But soon I will settle down
Singing songs for the girl in the crown
Cause she caught a feather too
The shadow of a bird is all she saw
Cutting through the wind the feather falls
Still she doesn't fully understand
The moment she put out her hand
It was sometimes luck is like
Water finds the easiest path to you
Sometimes like is the
Grace of a feather falling for you
Soon she will settle down
Sowing seeds in the ground
Cause she caught a feather too
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Do You Hear It
03:34
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Do You Hear It
Do you hear it, do you hear the howlin' breeze?
I can feel it blowing like the wind on the seas
Are you glad to wake up
And watch sunlight fall
On the wasted fields of your home
How bad is bad enough
When the road ain't even rough
But your conscience won't leave you alone
Alone
Well I've been told when I grow old
I'll change my foolish mind
Well I suppose there's room for change
But I just don't know what kind
What kind
Don't let them tell you, don't let them say
That your love is wrong, it keeps me hanging
Keeps me hanging like a sad sad song
A sad song
Do you live to be free are you free to live
To live your life as you please
What's it take to give when you've got the most
What puts your heart at ease
Do you hear it, do you hear the howlin' breeze?
I can feel it blowing like the wind on the seas
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Eric George Burlington, Vermont
Eric George is a Vermont-based songwriter, sound engineer, and performer of original music and poetry. One of the most prolific folk musicians of the Northeast music scene, he is intent upon maintaining the integrity of American folk music while taking a contemporary approach to songwriting. ... more
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