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Family Tree
05:20
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Ten tiny little fingers
ten tiny little toes
every sound around is new
and smells of jasmine rose
perfume the air
and I'm there
and you're here
and i care
ten tiny little raindrops
arranged all in a row
and if they come together
the tiny bubble world will grow
in every drop
is a dream
an entire world
unseen
oh brother
what a single tear
can do to calm the madness
to keep at bay fear
I'm glad to have brothers
I'm glad that we're here
there's a cool fog descending
like a blanket on town
and the warm fire is cracklin
we're all hunkering down
for the night
this is right
where I need
to be
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Petal, Falling
03:54
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Silent, silent, silent and slow
a delicate petal, released from the rose
free of her fetters, and light on her toes,
lithe as the wind that blows
for a joy as big as the sky
as fierce and harsh as life's first cry
is the only thing she knows
and she is unafraid to let go.
behind the rose, a modest bloom;
behind the bloom, a bud;
buds are born from stems and thorns,
a shoot takin' root in the mud.
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Cowboy Romance
03:02
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Sometimes in life, just like a rollin' tumbleweed,
out of nearly thin air, you can rustle what ya need.
Little darlin', I guess what I'm tryin' to say,
is would you like to accompany me on a date?
When I was younger, took to cowboys like you,
the kinder and gentler were precious and few.
so please don't dismay, and I hope you don't mind,
but my previous lovers were downright unkind.
Come again, come around,
let the moon spill on the ground.
We could be you and me
I don't see nothin', darlin',
when your eyes shine down on mine.
Come, angel divine, know me.
And if it's just all too much,
darlin', hush, I'll let you be;
the road is long, we'll carry on,
I can be stronger, darlin',
but if you think you've changed your mind,
come, walk by my side, know me.
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Mountain of Trust
04:10
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Mountain of trust, starts with a few grains of dust
and with time, it'll bloom.
A friendship that lasts comes with joy and with pain and with time
and with patience and room.
How high can we climb?
Give me your hand, I'll give you mine.
A mountain of trust, we cannot know its height until we choose to go.
Mountain of trust, we'll take it one step at a time
there's no pressure, of course.
And if we forget where we have placed our hope,
we'll remember the source.
How high can we climb?
Give me your hand, I'll give you mine.
A mountain of trust, we cannot know its height until we choose to go.
From the top we'll gaze out over yonder new horizon.
Out over the Atlantic Ocean, sun is risin'.
We're on our way.
From the top we'll gaze out over yonder new horizon.
Out over the Atlantic Ocean, sun is risin'.
It's a brand new day.
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5. |
Open Arms
03:27
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open, open
arms wide open
hopin', hopin',
forever I am hopin' that your open arms
find me, find me
clasp behind me
hold me, hold me,
carry me and hold me through the ragin' storm.
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Em McKeever Newark, Delaware
Em McKeever, self-described “classical guitarist gone haywire,” melds her love of wordcraft with musical pizzazz. She is a Newark-based singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist, often writing for banjo, dulcimer, tin whistle, and any other instrument that crosses her path. Her songs vary in sentiment and topic - stinkbugs and coffee play a comedic counterpart to her more emotive compositions. ... more
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