1. |
in silence
03:09
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send me off in dreaming, come in, come in
send me off in dreaming
lay me all out and come in
wash with me in silence
come in, come in
wash with me in silence
come and rest at my fire
hide them all away and watch what we may find
hide them all away and watch what we may find
come in, come in, come in
come in, come in, come in
you are in dreaming
come in, come in
in, you are in dreaming
come in, come in, come in
come in
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2. |
somewhere else
04:17
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way out here where i always run to,
you can try and hide in the grain
and if you've got a light surrounding you,
you can try and hide my friend
you can try and hide again
somewhere else there's a great, great party
somewhere else they crowd and sing
way out here it's a lost and lonesome sound
that the stars all absent bring
that the stars all absent bring
have i gone a long time
gathered the interior of this giant land
what i've seen is sad now
open up the rains in these golden hands
you've been gone, forgotten
standing with the neighboring families for
what i've seen is nameless
and preserved a company perched and
ready and waiting for me
way out here's where i always wrap my wings
'round the hills and streets and homes
and if you've found a place to stand and bring
you can try and lay there alone
you can try and call your own
somewhere else there's a window gleaming wheel,
somewhere else they're spinning around
way out here it's a plastic vanished cave
that the seatop ends surround
that the seatop ends surround
way out here's where i always run to
and if you've found a place to call your own
somewhere else
way out here's where i always wrap my wings
and if you've found a place to stand and bring
somewhere else
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3. |
arrow/attic
05:19
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sometimes i can see them late at night
their burlap bags and their colliding kites
they ride through, motors into passage ways
with cold tears running down their hooded faces
waiting for me
sometimes when they pass and i'm in prayer
tiny, wrapped up in my blankets where
their voice chrome, clean it's like a fast flown dream
a world the same
me i'm an arrow, i'm an attic in the scheme
they will have to give me song
they will have to give me cracking fire cradles rising long
will have to watch me turn
they will have to feel these lights so enchanted as we burn
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4. |
if we could fly
05:04
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when i open up my window
and watch all of the stars glow
i wonder where they hide
'cause i've been waiting for a long time
to fade into that sunshine
and leave this world behind
we found love upon the pavement
surround us pained and painted
a world with foreign bones
and if we go there well i know that
the slowing breaths will show that
it's a galaxy to roam
and if we could fly
separated from protection, you and i
if we could fly there and lie there and die
i know we will wave
to the treetops burned and the burials at birth
so turn all your lights off
we'll lift off and spin soft
believe me, believe me
if we could fly
so tie your laces and pack your boxes
and unlatch all the locks in
your ventricles and spine
'cause home is grown and gone forever
but we might find one better
so follow me in time
and if we could fly
separated from protection, you and i
if we could fly there and lie there and die
i know we will wave
to the treetops burned and the burials at birth
so turn all your lights off
we'll lift off and spin soft
believe me, believe me
if we could fly
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5. |
the turning mill
02:59
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mothers and daughters at first little bloom
come place your petals at dust under moon
the prairie draw close for a father and son
sing for the lost, gather round
they answer all, bear they witness to war
they take their places and make it run forth
it goes in circles and gives to them power
sing for the lost, gather round
gather round, watch it spin for she
gather round, watch it spin for she
wind it up, let it win for me and
turn it round til the sunshine
gather round, watch it spin for she
gather round, watch it spin for she
wind it up, let it win for me and
turn it round til the sun
mothers and sisters from near and away
swim with the swimming and march you in place
that in the distance and smoke and the sand
sing for the lost, gather round
she dreamt a dream where the city was blessed
wind it was running from east and from west
she place a hand on his heart and his strings
sing for the lost, gather round
gather round, watch it spin for she
gather round, watch it spin for she
wind it up, let it win for me and
turn it round til the sunshine
gather round, watch it spin for she
gather round, watch it spin for she
wind it up, let it win for me and
turn it round til the sun
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6. |
make me a raft
02:37
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make me a raft and then muddy your feet
send me a long and i hope that we'll meet where there's
no one in sight, no sound at night
no need for fright and it's just firelight for me
make me move fast down a current with green
lilypads, shall be a beautiful scene
with a reason to go, if you don't know
watch me i'll show you i've been there before it's the
loveliest landscape
i couldn't tell you where we'll learn to be in the
loveliest landscape
i couldn't tell you so you'll have to see
make me unveil and then join me at seams
i'll sit you down to be closer between us and
trust me for this, we can exist, it is a bliss
full of two when there's no one around
in this landscape
i couldn't tell you where we'll learn to be in the
loveliest landscape
i couldn't tell you so you'll have to see
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7. |
long long way
01:56
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now we escape down this water
a long long way to go
can i, i run from your hands now
a long long way to go
need not invite them
there, there, we'll fight them
lamps out and sun down
hang your planets round
light breaks so far away and i've got
a long long way to go
wonder my love lies a poor peace
a long long way to go
cure me my scars then
all is it bright when
two ways to beg them
treasure buried down
long way to go
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8. |
where you were young
05:16
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kneel under there where you were born in
black in the stone and beneath the ocean lies
a place where everything in tranquil tones
trails tearless a tragic place to call your own is
home and then sleepy-eyed for the ride
home again lie by the wayside
and you sigh and break like the song of birth
standing alive by the edge of the air and earth
see names in the windows of the dusty dim
sleep in flames the devastation crawls within your
hiding place bright recall the infant stars
find a place safer than where you are and where you'll see
every peace you've found is lost
beauty draped across
emeralds and nightmares in the
darkest forest til the dawn
darken for us move along
kneel under there where you were young and
sail over green on fragments of dream they run
so rest there and gaze onto the quiet world
in rainfall and endless energy you twirl within the sun
salute all of the smoky skies
begin to run nothing left in your eyes ascending see
every peace you've found is lost
beauty draped across
emeralds and nightmares in the
darkest forest til the dawn
darken for us move along
hushed until the soothing's gone
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9. |
crescent 3 (peace)
03:54
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deep peace of the silent stars to you
peace of the quiet earth to you
peace of the running waves to you
peace of the flowing rain to you
peace of the bodies birthed to you
peace of the guardian angels, you
peace of the blackened sun to you
peace of his broken song to you
deep peace of the blankets where you grew
peace of the nights recalled to you
peace of their lullabies to you
peace of your barefoot baby shoes
peace of the safest place to you
peace of the dreams all gone and you
peace and i know you'll see it too
peace of the garden grey to you
deep peace of the sight above to you
peace of the loss of love to you
pieces of holy words to you
pieces of scents and sin to you
peace of you carried crying through
all of your pasts buried to you
peace and i know you'll see it too
peace of her bright black eyes to you
deep peace of the gunshot god to you
peace of her serenade to you
peace of the poorest hands to you
pieces of windblown lands to you
pieces of brotherhood to you
peace of protection through and through
peace of the hate abandoned you
peace and i know you'll see it too
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10. |
railroad brotherhood
07:31
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terre haute, indiana
national road and the dixie bee highway
your elegy sin city, try to pray
or be weak and coaxed away
but not me, cause brothers i'll win it someday
whisper to sleep while in my mind what
burst and burned like flames upon the hill
the five and dime moonside at your table
bathe in your morning water fossil galaxy fables
binoculars he hide, my hands flirt with the ties
before you rise they have a place for you to lie
front porch breath be held inside and silence
dreaming the mermaid orange sun
they call it an act of god when the morning comes
and another man is done
like a devilfish pulls us down to the bottomless depths
through the windowpanes, the planks and bricks and beds
boyhood sidekicks waited watched beneath a
locomotive prairie-bound
thirteen lost peace washed in piles
hushed in a strangled city found
your reaching light low bridges where the children land
the hands all clasped and slow the rocks and waves disband
sundown dead and weary blinds all closed
and i leave everything to you
i cradled dark the skies sweet tricks of wise
and slowly crept to rise
in tarnished vessels sail the weak ones from the shade
abandoned wings to sprawling brotherhood parade
young girl speaks to brother through the walls
and holds her breath and shielded face
then takes the veil off, lying gently as they all evaporate
a dreamless shift into a place that they run from
a soothing serenade of what she has become
gaze upon sleepy city
wondering, old friend, what's goin' down?
timothy's last seconds, ice cream,
lethal injection, quiet sounds
families closed their eyes and watched it go away
beyond the blue i took the tears down from the gray
in the motel 6 jesus america
serial killers in ethereal cellars pray
stars alive cutting the dustbowl west
crystal babies born every day
lay down low and grasp the wishes to the grave
keep feet planted, look, and listen, son, behave or
if i walked you from the flames,
well you know that you could just be coaxed back in
in castles cradled form with your own hands
what's waking wild beneath the skin
the railroad brotherhood, the where it all began
from indiana, to the world, across the land
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11. |
goodnight, all
03:34
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in my great big room
i've a telephone
and a blue balloon
and a wishing well
where my bucket drops
and i pull the rope
and i hoist it high
to the air and sky
and i travel far
and i travel here
and i whisper hush
and i wish you well
there's a circle high
and a fireplace
and a chair to pray
and i'm everywhere
so goodnight to the noise
and the homes
and the nowhere people who
say goodnight to the stars
all above
and goodnight to you my love
in my great big room
i'm a wishing well
and i've traveled far
and i lay me down
in my chair i pray
to the air and sky
and i flicker dim
and i'm everywhere
so goodnight to the noise
and the homes
and the nowhere people who
say goodnight to the stars
all above
and goodnight to you my love
say goodbye to the storms
be they gone
may they move forever on
say goodbye to the skies
all above
and goodnight my love
here we are.
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Alec Betterley New York
Alec Betterley is an upstate NY-based songwriter, multi-instrumentalist and music therapist. He was a founding member of the groups My Friend Other & Toys and Tiny Instruments, and supports other artists on keys when he can find the time amidst a busy schedule of corralling three youngsters. ... more
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