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Dream
03:25
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Walk on down the street, follow your own feet
Listen to your heartbeat and forget the things you know
Breathe on in the air, the evening is your prayer
Just let yourself be there – walking down the road
Chorus:
This world is just a dream floating down a stream
The moment is the only thing you need
Stop fighting ‘gainst the current, the things that you’ve determined
They aren’t and they weren’t and they’re never gonna be
Think about the fact that you’re just a little speck
A fleck upon an acorn in an ocean’s raging storm
In the scheme of time and space you leave no lasting trace
The troubles that you face have no gravity or form
Chorus
The simplicity of Darwin, the flowers in the garden
The molecules of carbon and the things you never see
Are just below the surface of this agitated circus
Stop searching for a purpose when the point is just to be
Chorus
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Hallelujah
02:37
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Hallelujah if I make it up this morning
Hallelujah if I leave my bed
Hallelujah, Lord, if you hear me call
Hallelujah I ain’t dead
Hallelujah If I feel the sun shine
Hallelujah if it warms my skin
Hallelujah If I’m feeling half fine
It’s a miracle the shape I’m in
Hallelujah for a cup of coffee
Hallelujah if I write 2 lines
Hallelujah if I ain’t too off-key
Hallelujah if them 2 lines rhyme
Hallelujah for my toes and fingers
Hallelujah for my big ‘ol feet
Hallelujah for a time, a rhythm and a roll
Lord, help a white man keep the beat
Hallelujah, Lord, I’m in my forties
Hallelujah, Lord, I’m middle age
Hallelujah if I found my car keys
And made it up here on this stage
Hallelujah for one more evening
Hallelujah for another night
Hallelujah if my heart’s still beating
In the morning, Lord, praise the light
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Morning
04:13
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Every morning ‘fore the birds are calling
And the first light is falling on the lines of her face
I embrace her and try not to wake her
As I thank the maker for good fortune and fate
In that stillness it feels just like Christmas
How’d I get to witness all the beauty and grace
Of a morning ‘fore the birds are calling
And the first light is falling on the lines of her face
How’d it happen that this life could happen
I ought to be saddened by the world in its state
But the vision of her there ‘fore she’s risen
Takes the bars from my prison and opens the gate
And I wonder ‘fore I fall back a’ slumber
How I managed to wander into such a sweet place
As a morning ‘fore the birds are calling
And the first light is falling on the lines of her face
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Off They Go
02:57
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Late night Lizard Lounge, miles of music in the round
Hold your ground in harmony, sing your songs and set them free
Bye bye, off they go, up above and down below
Listen to the rhythms run, where do songs go once they’re sung?
Open skies of melody, memory, endlessly
Everybody sings the blues once the bloom of youth is through
Bye bye off they go, up above and down below
Listen to the rhythms run, where go blooms once winter comes?
Off into the great divide
Out upon some ocean wide
Tie a note upon a string, hoping for one wondrous thing
A song, a sign from off beyond, a hook to hang our lives upon
Bye bye off we go, up above and down below
Listen to the rhythms run, where go lives once living’s done?
Bye bye, off they go, up above and down below
Listen to the rhythms run, where do songs go once they’re sung?
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Something’s Changed
04:24
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I know every line, every bend, every curve
Every circle completed, each stone overturned
The old sloping hill, the fall and the lift
The arc of the oak, the slant and the twist
But wasn’t the sky just a little more blue?
And what was that scent on the wind blowing through?
And didn’t we know more or thought that we knew?
Something’s changed
I’ve been through the seasons, the warmth and the rain
The pulse of the evening, the storm and the strain
The claws of desire, the cloak and the mask
You pause for a moment, your future’s the past
But weren’t the curtains a little more open?
And whose were the hands that were pulling the rope in?
And what was that thing that we all kept on hoping?
Something’s changed
Oh the colors may fade
But in every lighter shade
There’s something’s revealed
As the layers are peeled back
Disguise is disposed
The heart more exposed
I’ve studied the grid lines, the charts and the maps
Mercurial motions, the grooves in the tracks
The height of each mountain, the depth of each sea
No matter the measure, the gauge points to me
Cuz all of the years and the struggling stretches
Have sharpened the senses and softened the edges
And after all this time, the only truth left is
Something’s changed
And maybe the sky was a little more blue then
The road takes you places uncharted and new
When you look in the mirror you find the one thing that’s true
Something’s changed
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Let's Make a Family
03:49
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I hear a tick, I hear a tock
Must be your biological clock
You're ready, Oh, you're ready
You got the itch I wanna scratch
I can't resist that's a natural fact
I'm ready, I think I'm ready
We've had plenty of practice, so how hard can it be?
Baby, let's make a family
Some say we're in need of a reality check
But is there ever a good time so what the heck
If you're ready, Oh you're ready
Though the money we got ain't going far
You can't make a lot with an acoustic guitar
But I'm ready, I hope I'm ready
'Cause even fools are born with all the tools they need
Oh baby, let's make a family
I felt a kick I can't wait
I know that's easy for me to say
You're ready, you're ready
Eight months down, one to go
We're gonna add another ring to this big top show
And I'm ready, I better be ready
So honey cross your fingers and hope it don't look like me
Oh baby, let's make a family
Baby, you know I've been thinkin’
We can start one out on the drums the other on the bass
We’d just need a couple more sets of twins
And before too long I'd have me a band for free
Oh baby, let's make a fam, let's make a fam
Let’s make a family
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Big Thoughts
03:34
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I remember when my grandmother died
I guess I’s about 4 or 5
Wondering, “where did she go?”
And “Will I find her somewhere down the road”
Kids think big thoughts
Bigger than we ever could know
How did we get to this place?
Where in the world will I go?
Libby Cotton was just about eleven
Heard that whistle blow, wondered “where’s it headin’?”
“Those tracks are gonna take me awful far”
She wrote Freight Train on her brother’s old guitar
Kids think big thoughts
Thoughts so big, they’re pulling at the seams
Big as freight trains running down the track
Piled high with the biggest kinds of dreams
There’s a little kid lying in his bed
With a million thoughts running through his head
Where will I find my next friend?
Where does the universe end?
Kids think big thoughts
Big as the universe is wide
Where did we come from and when?
What are we made of and why?
Kids think big thoughts
Bigger than we ever could know
How did we get to this place?
Where in the world will I go?
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Graveyard
02:47
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Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll be
Someday, I don’t know when
But it’s gonna catch up with me
You can save your money, save your soul
Eventually you got to pay the toll
Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll be
Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll go
Save my spot, pick my plot
And write on my headstone
“Husband, father, rest in peace
Let this bastard get some sleep”
Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll go
Even Shakespeare had to shake this mortal coil
Not even Prince could play his way out of the soil
Down in the old graveyard
Down about 6 feet deep
Dress me in my Sunday best
And lay me down to sleep
Goodnight Gracie, goodnight moon
Goodnight Irene, Lord, make some room
Down in the old graveyard
Down about 6 feet deep
Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll be
Someday, I don’t know when
But it’s gonna catch up with me
So ring the bell, grab your coat
Blow your horn, that’s all she wrote
Down in the old graveyard
I guess that’s where I’ll be
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Make it Great
04:18
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Love it or leave it, it’s us against them
We’re gonna make it great once again
This once was the land of the free and the brave
We all had it good here (except for the slaves)
When we came here, this country was pure and pristine
The skies were all blue and the trees were all green
We fought for the rights of the nation we’d build
And all here rejoiced (‘cept the natives we killed)
Then we built cities and roads and great ports
Protected by brave men aloft in great forts
And then came the railroads that stretched to the seas
We all had it good (unless you were Chinese)
Then Abraham Lincoln, the guy with the beard
Said “no more” to slavery so that disappeared
And that was the end of race problems, we know
Black people were equal (except for Jim Crow)
The late 1800s were elegant, grand
Victorian houses and trust in the land
The right to your income and vote you possessed
For all of us here (barring those who had breasts)
Then Depression and war kinda soured some years
But we all pulled together and got back in gear
Freedom secured in the home of the champs
(Offer not valid in internment camps)
The fifties, that’s when things really improved
The GI Bill and your mortgage approved
Employment was high and the future was bright
For everyone, all of us (if you were white)
And that’s what we mean by “Be great again”
Let’s get ourselves back to where we were then
When freedom, prosperity, peace all prevailed
(For the Caucasian, Christian, straight, middle-class male)
Love it or leave it, it’s us against them
We’re gonna make it great once again
This once was the home of the brave and the free
The world’s greatest nation (if you looked like me)
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Dear Dr. King
04:37
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Dear Dr. King, we’re still working
To live your words down here on earth
That dream of yours a distant shore
We struggle forward, we pull the oar
‘Tween black and white, we’ve made some strides
‘Tween rich and poor, the gap’s more wide
The current’s strong, we’re struggling
To move along, Dear Dr. King
Dear Mrs. Parks, Dear Malcolm too
How far’ve we come? We ask of you
A president through what you’ve done
But voting rights now on the run
The drum still beats, the flag still waves
But where’s the peace? The living wage?
The city streets, the vacant lots
The empty hands, how far’ve we got?
Dear Dr. King, your dream still lives
In the wide eyes of all our kids
We ask of them to carry on
Past where we’ve been and far beyond
The march is slow, the arc is long
But it bends towards that ancient song
Words echoing, words still to sing
We’re free at last, Dear Dr. King
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We’re Almost There
03:26
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We’re almost there, sign’s on the post
Not sure where but we’re getting close
It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright
And we’re almost there
We’re almost there, the last patch was rough
But the roads looking clear coming up
It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright
And we’re almost there
Look at these kids asleep in the back
Been through a lot but they’re back on track
It’s been a bumpy ride but they’re alright
And we’re almost there
We’re almost there, we’ll be there soon
Look at the stars, that big old moon
It’s been a bumpy ride but the sky is wide
And we’re almost there
You’re looking good, got a healthy glow
I know it’s been a hard row to hoe
It’s been a bumpy ride but I’m by your side
And we’re almost there
We’re almost there, sign’s on the post
Not sure where but we’re getting close
It’s been a bumpy ride but we’re alright
And we’re almost there
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Alastair Moock Boston, Massachusetts
A 2013 Grammy Nominee and two-time Parents' Choice Gold Medal Winner, Alastair Moock makes music for the whole family: kids, parents, even discerning pets. Long one of Boston’s premier folk artists, Alastair turned his attention to family music after the birth of his twin daughters in 2006. The Boston Globe calls him “one of the town's best and most adventurous songwriters." ... more
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