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The Beauty Of All Things
03:53
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If I could stay for just one more night.
Would you let me prove will you let me prove.
that my intentions are not by design.
it wasn't on my mind, never on my mind.
we could stay up talking about life's complaints.
like its too hot or its too cold.
and the cost of freedom and its restraints.
ball and chain, cages and schools.
Until they finally turn you loose.
Someone once told me we all are blind.
blind as a bat, can't see a thing.
I guess I like what I can't see just fine.
the birds and the trees the beauty of all things.
some say each life is a camouflage.
It is what it is, or it is what it was.
and the best things in life are what’s yet to come.
we've all been there before, knocking on the door,
The young the rich, old and poor.
CHORUS
We’re trying to design and define, the beauty of all things
we're trying to align and refine , the beauty of all things.
we're trying to find peace of mind in the beauty of all things
we're trying .....
Been trying to get over things that bump in the night.
what the hell was that a giant snake or a rat.
It’s an age old fear that has survived through time.
Its wearing on my soul in fact it's overloaded.
The scared of the left is scared of the right.
who will be left if we don't get it right.
What’s there to fear if fear don't bite.
But what if it does and what if were the fruit
and hungry is the simple truth.
CHORUS
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Blackstone Valley
04:13
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These hills are my body.
These rivers are my veins.
The air breathing through me,
let’s me sing, it let’s me sing.
Take the dirt from the Garden.
Take the salt from the sea.
I have roots in the Blackstone Valley.
That is were they buried me.
That’s the way it's always been around here.
The words within the wind aren't exactly clear.
So the water from the fountain,
is the water from the well.
And the current flowing through us.
I swear it’s what we share.
That’s the way it’s always been around here,
the words within the wind can be hard to hear.
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Eden
03:59
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Forty three miles east of nowhere.
I met two snakes who were joined at the tail.
Two my amazement I tried not to stare.
They sensed I was guilty and re-coiled in fear.
I asked “Where is Eden? I would like to go there.”
They hissed back in unison, “You’re already there.”
The bomb was a big one and it shattered
the dawn through the eve splitting atom.
By the light of the last flame,
they bombed down Eden one more time again.
Well, that’s a great story, the worst I have heard
there used to be flowers and rivers and birds.
Who is to blame for this vision of hell?
You and me brother and everyone else.
Have you any advice before I say farewell?
Be good to your mother, don't pick fights with yourself.
The bomb was a big one and it shattered
the dawn through the eve splitting atom.
By the light of the last flame,
they bombed down Eden one more time again.
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12 Inch Steel
02:23
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Orion weep, Orion he moan.
As the world rolled past the tip of his sword.
He said that little rock is bound to explode if they don't get together and learn how to love.
Reuben o Reuben with his head in his hands,
watched the six o'clock news and said I'll be damned.
If I ain't got the muscle then I got the land, gonna build me a bunker way down in the sand.
I'll be waiting for the fallout.
Ratchet down,ratchet down.
I bet they come from north and south.
Got 12 inch steel to keep em' out.
He stocked it with meat ,flour and rice.
plenty of jerky to last his whole life.
As for provisions he had enough
and a case of Ol' Grandad for when things got tough.
He made a withdrawal from his saving account
made the one last payment on that old piece of junk.
The very last words I heard Reuben say,"I'll be the last one standing on that judgment day"
I'll be waiting for the fallout.
Ratchet down. ratchet down.
I bet they come from north and south.
Got 12 inch steel to keep em' out.
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Parallel Lives
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PART 1: BIG BAND BRASS THEORY
The old man's lights went out on Christmas day.
The note beside him tried to say.
I've seen them eat and drink and pray
until there was nothing left to save.
They called the undertaker on the seedy side of town
who said it would be too cold to put him in the ground.
I guess we'll have to wait until the spring.
And the big brass band played.
But the spring it never came.
So goes away all the rivers,
So goes away all the trees.
Goes away carbon creatures.
Goes away, goes away.
Notify the underworld of the latest tragedy
Is there room for lost souls who seek a vacancy?
In and out of stereo waves.
And the big brass band played.
PART 2: CARBON CREATURES
I’ve seen them take …. take, take
until there’s nothing left to rape.
I‘ve seen them pray.... pray, pray
until there’s nothing left to save.
So goes away all the rivers,
so goes away all the trees,
goes away Carbon Creatures
goes away goes away....
PART 3 - JOY RIDE (instrumental)
PART 4 - NO DEFENSE
I think I'd better take another look underneath the hood of
this thing I thought I could drive.
Cause as I look back and I'm stuck in my tracks and it's
feeling pretty close to a lie.
isn't it funny as we keep running, running till we run out
of time.
I'm feeling over dressed in this tournament of stress and
hoping for the best out of five.
Maybe I'm crazy or just out of phase with the nature of
parallel lives.
Parallel Lives
Once I met a girl from a far off land
whose tongue was as quick as the gypsy’s hand
She tried to take my heart from with under my head
her words were like weapons, I had no defense
Many months later I was walking around
looking for the place where my heart might be found
It rode in on lightning in the chill of the night
it seems she had taken it out for a joy ride
So I went to see the man in the suit of all white
who told me I might need to start a new life
I said you just a figment, a vision , a thought
he said you’re correct and gave me back my heart
But my heart it wasn’t what it once was
it ticked like a time bomb ready to go off
I tried to put it back underneath my head
then it just exploded, you just can’t predict.
When fangs of hunger start to bite
may your fruit of knowledge start to ripen.
When darkness dulls your sense of wonder,
listen close to distant thunder
When the song that you sing starts to come true
may your dreams have mercy on you.
may your dreams have mercy on you.
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6. |
Inside Joke
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One of us has got to go,
one of us has got to go,
find the breath of airstream flowing.
One of us has got to try,
one of us has got to try,
try and make this old thing fly.
Cause the waiting's killing me,
and I'm staring at the ceiling.
Took a punchline to the nose,
it knocked me out with an inside joke,
knocked me out...
Going backwards to arrive
chase your tail to survive
killing just to stay alive.
Laughing with the crying clown
choking on the sacred cow
a shot of luck to wash it down.
Cause the waiting’s killing me
and I'm staring at the ceiling.
Took a punchline to the nose,
it knocked me down with an inside joke.
it knocked me down.
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I've been traveling the night in these aquatic skies
The current is screaming in the wake of a fire.
my eyes have been blinded,
my gills are all tight.
I'll float to the bottom and give up the fight.
Poisoned Poseidon, hammers of steel
there's a crack in the ocean we’re all gonna feel.
They stand on the shore in their sincere disbelief.
A dark cloud is forming over the reef.
The Tide, the Tide.
Black tide.
Who are these people making all the rules?
lining their pockets with jewels from the crude.
Their counting their money and counting on you to be
slaves to the oil king,
slaves to the oil king,
wave to the oil king
all you slaves to the oil king.
Where are my babies in this unnatural weather
what is this stuff stuck in my feathers.
I can't catch a flight,
the sun is sinking low.
The gears of the wasteland are starting to slow.
The tide, the tide,
Black tide.
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8. |
Bad Day At The Zoo
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It’s been a bad day at the zoo.
A bear got excited and decided to bust loose.
He scared all the children,
then he ate a few.
We forgot all about it when they gave us free balloons.
It’s been a bad, bad, bad, bad day at the zoo.
If a whale of a shark comes along and offers you a ride.
with a tale that is long and eyes open wide.
And said stare into the mouth of a true believer,
then turned into a god,
well I wouldn't trust him either.
It’s been a bad, bad, bad, bad day at the zoo
Yawning lions, lick their de-clawed paws.
The darkness in the skies is a rain of frogs
playing with matches under plastic trees.
Why don't you go back to sleep?
It’s been a bad, bad, bad, bad day at the zoo.
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9. |
Trials
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It's alright, It's alright.
It's alright baby, and it's not too late.
It's ok, it's ok.
It's ok baby, it's only a scrape.
But it's trying me, it's trying me.....
When mountains fall, and valleys rise,
the fields will be ready for all of our trials.
When color is blind, and each tongue is mute.
maybe our minds will open and fall down like parachutes.
It's trying me, it's trying me......
As the world is rolling over, watching time disappear.
The small expectations and great big ideas.
The world is rolling over .....
watching time disappear....
the small expectations....
the great big ideas....
It’s trying me.
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10. |
Wreckoning
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Crystal skull headlight on a high desert plain
Laser-like fission through the chemtrail rain
Lying on the tracks, closing my eyes,
I'll take that midnight special to the other side.
I go to the coal room to see the engineer
the dispatcher calls in the worst of my fears
I say I'm your rider if that’s alright,
he says you’re the captain on this cold dark night.
If I'm to be the captain, will you tell me please,
where is this train going? Where do these tracks lead?
And what will be the fuel to make the gears spin?
Who will be the brakeman when we reach the end?
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11. |
Happy Ending
04:23
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We have all seen better days
now our nose bleeds at the fray.
Mother may I ask you please
take us out with sympathy.
Golden road, golden road.
Old dirt path, can't get much slower.
Brother may I ask you please,
can you spare your perfect feet?
I got an eye for the road, an eye for the ditch.
I looked around and I couldn't find it.
I got down in the sky, high in the hole.
looked around I couldn't find it.
Now the lines have all been drawn,
no one is right no one is wrong.
Mother may I ask you please,
Judge us not for what we believe.
I got an eye for the road an eye for the ditch
I looked around I couldn't find it
I got down in the sky, high in the hole
I looked around I couldn't find my happy ending.
The beggars were basking in the moonshine,
the whistle of the wolves howling through.
The fire from the clouds, spitting on the garden,
the snakes stood up and gazed upon their shoes.
The graves of the slaves started dancing,
the smoke was breathing on the bellows,
The bullets rained the seas and beat the captain out of me.
We couldn't hear the bombing for the shells.
I don't think there is any more to tell,
I don't think there is any more to tell.
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Bow Thayer's music features his custom Bojotar and fuses experimental elements with Americana, rock, bluegrass, and folk, resulting in a singular, progressive sound that has earned descriptions ranging from “Green Mountain soul” to “modern backwoods music.” American Songwriter says this "onetime Levon Helm compatriot is the best artist to come from New England in recent years." ... more
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