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So Many Days
04:00
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there are so many days just as many nights
but out beyond the orbiting drifting in the light
thinking micro/macro-cosm feeling interconnection-cosm
absolute self-evident
1.
in the grocery line in the winter time
ice on the lake shore to shore
in an argument with ideologue fixed positions
2.
It leaves you unsatisfied
even if you win every time
bein right has nothin to do with right and wrong
3.
there's an attitude will bring you fruit
an art called listening
an observer can look clear across the spectrum
4.
there are so many days just as many nights
but out beyond the orbiting drifting in the light
thinking micro/macro-cosm feeling interconnection-cosm
absolute self-evident
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2. |
Underworld/Overworld
03:22
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the underworld is seething with poisonous
creepiness beyond despair
the overworld is light and snappy
tap skipping tap dancing the stair
2.
the underworld is the seat of anger
impatient judgement skimpy empathy
the overworld to the underworld
seems more than slightly sappy
3.
out of the deep comes illusion
polarity fusion we
come out of ONE return to ONE
come out of ONE return to ONE
4.
a hand in a glove gives life to the glove
a glove without hand is a shell of a hand
come out of ONE return unto ONE
come out of ONE return unto ONE
5.
a pen is a tool of the intellect
the mind is a tool of the ONE
like the starry night hidden by day
old ego obscures
6.
the field of being by any other name
unto ONE unto ONE unto ONE onto ONE
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3. |
Too Much Trouble
04:27
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1.
E/ I’d career it in the city as a A/ dirty old man but it’s
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
2.
E/ or maybe do a stint as A/ CEO
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
3.
A D A D
I don’t wanna turn my lipstick yellow
wouldn’t wanna be a bowl of jello
wouldn’t wanna stand at the podium and bellow
ain’t got no money be a good fellow… if it ain’t
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
4.
E/ I could take up the business of a A/ philosophic philanthropist
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
5.
D A D A D A
seedy celebrity famous facilitator fortunate lottery
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
6.
A D A D A D
formidable philanderer prolific pontificator sententious senator
E/ too much trouble too much trouble
7.
A D A D
singer song writer timorous terminator
perfect percolator E/ too much trouble too much trouble
8.
teary-eyed clinician portable physician
ordinary orator E/ too much trouble too much trouble
9.
perfect podiatrist short-handed surrealist
circumspect criminologist profitable psychiatrist
silver-haired scientist pocket poker panelist
too much trouble too much trouble
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4. |
Transform Thought
04:02
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there are voices in my head from all the people what they said
some times cacophony
but one stands out and it didn't have to shout
what it said is only
there are many questions but just one answer
transform thought into presence
2.
some voices have bad advice revenge and violence don't light
a dark night like candles do
and ego is not your friend though clever will pretend
will never say to you
there are many questions but just one answer
transform thought into presence
3.
Emotions come out of the past or from the stream of thoughts that pass
Through a hyper head
becoming the observer helps you to peel away the phoney self
so you can hear what's said
there are many questions but just one answer
transform thought into presence
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5. |
Keep It Goin
04:08
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1
Red shirt gold hair cell phone elbow steppin off the stair
keep it goin
2
street crew pot hole through the fence head stone
keep it goin
3
toll booth change lanes tow truck complain
keep it goin
4
slick cloud rain drop watershed never stop
keep it goin
5
Red leaf country tree sallow youth modest fee
keep it goin
6
in the meadow rabbit briar ranger tower forest fire
keep it goin
7
covered bridge the other side church yard spirit guide
keep it goin
8
slick cloud rain drop watershed never stop
keep it goin
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6. |
I Don't Want to Die
03:52
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Traveling once hit a hell of a bump
only slowed me down for awhile
had to leave my Prius by the side of the road
and had to walk a half and a mile
At the station there was waitin
a woman skilled and patient
with a wrench and a wrecker
a smart engine inspector
said somethin 'bout a vector
a charming roadside lecture
had me muy contento happy headin home
I don't wanna die in a hospital
I don't wanna die in an automobile
I don't wanna die in an airplane fall
I don't wanna die at all (2x)
2.
I don't wanna wrestle no bloody big “C”
neither do I wanna have a coronary
I don't wanna contact no pneumonia
nor do I want encounter with a gun
a motorcycle's somethin that I don't wanna ride
I would have had to tell you if I ever had to lie
I think you think I know what i'm talkin about
I'd really rather settle like a tater on a couch
I don't wanna die in a hospital
I don't wanna die on a motorcycle
I don't wanna die in an airplane fall
I don't wanna die at all (2x)
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7. |
I Will Believe You
03:43
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this is it it's almost over
middle class squalor both sides of the border
who's gonna be around in 2160?
not many not any
what's gonna be said about us when we're dead?
Or will there be no mouthpiece?
Famine and misery like you never knowed
used to be only for them
we might all be that maybe one more spat
or just the daily drip by drip
all comin thank you hierarchy
thank you from the bottom of the hierarchy
promise me everything send me the blinders
call rich-rule justice I will believe you
blame hunger on the homeless pollution on the poor
science for the darkness peaceworkers for the war
I will believe you I will believe you
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8. |
Queen of the Yellow Dog
03:26
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1.
she was so vivacious she turned every head
laughter was her mantra all she ever said
they called her Queen of the Yellow Dog Queen of the Yellow Dog
2.
she left grievin children and a thousand friends
weepin disbelievin she could ever end
they called her Queen of the Yellow Dog Queen of the Yellow Dog
3.
she was dancin lively at the Lumber Jack
she left kinda early and she's never comin back
they called her Queen of the Yellow Dog Queen of the Yellow Dog
salty tears wailin women gnashing teeth police lights spinnin
4.
she was drivin lon'ly on an unpaved road
headin for a skiddin and a deadly roll
they called her Queen of the Yellow Dog Queen of the Yellow Dog
5.
she was so vivacious she turned every head
laughter was her mantra all she ever said
they called her Queen of the Yellow Dog Queen of the Yellow Dog
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When they met singin the same song
similar age on the same page
Daniel Kallio seemed destined to
walk a path for two
Kallio Daniel
says a distant drum walk a path as one
Kallio Daniel Daniel Kallio
says a distant drum walk a path as one
Kallio Daniel Daniel Kallio Kallio Daniel Daniel Kallio (fade)
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10. |
Yea Sister
01:33
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G C D
Yea though I walk through the valley of the
G C D
shadow of death I shall fear no evil
G C D G C D
for Wal Mart Art with me who leads me beside still walkers
C D
glistening wheel chairs
crutches, bed pans,
various medi cation
G C D
surely lap blankets and romantic novels
G C G C
shall follow me through the very very few, days
D G C G
left in the rest of my life
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11. |
Buddhist Angel Band
04:38
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1.
The latest sun is sinking fast my day is nearly done
My rich encounters now are past conclusion is begun
Chorus; (after each verse)
Oh come angel band come and around me stand
Oh bear me away on your snowy wings to my immortal home
Oh bear me away on your snowy wings to my immortal home
2.
I know I’m due the fond embrace of friends and kindred dear
And though they’ve passed before me here I sense them waiting near
3.
I’ve nearly gained my sacred home my spirit softly sings
The holy place in metaphor a gentle song on wings
4.
I lift my consciousness intense to higher rings unknown
Where I am physical and more and time has ceased to flow
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Thinkspeak Atlanta, Georgia
Tom Ferguson has been writing songs since 1969, all of which are collected in Songs, 1969-2018. It's coil-bound to nicely fit a music stand, available at lulu.com just search tom ferguson there.
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