1. |
Break of Day
04:39
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I ride the Dragons out the fiery mountain peaks
Escape the evil knocking at my door
Call attention from the weary and the weak
Live up to the power of the score
A land of beauty ain’t no match to the release
that comes when trekking out beyond your door
No way of knowing through darkness we’ll find peace
The colors of the leaves say when to go
We brave the lands that try to baffle and estrange
The Hermit offers light to those who go
Our horses thunder all across the valley plains
A string of truth to lay across my bow
Strangers find us where our path and errands meet
Even though the road is all but gone
Mystic spirits all across the mountain steep
They find the sacred paths where they belong
Farewell we call with hearth and hall
wind may blow and rain may fall
Across the swell and misty fell,
far over wood and mountain tall
Foes ahead, behind us dread
beneath the sky will be our bed
Until at last our toil passed,
our journey done, our errand sped
(We must away, We must away
We ride before the break of day)
Across the stars there lies a magical refrain
A place where I will never feel alone
Once the Summer sets I know I’ll never be the same
On the day I set sail, and I find I’m within hail of my home
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2. |
Blue Bird
05:17
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Bluebird
I can’t run and hide I see you walking down the street
Stopping on the byway baby every time we meet
‘cause when I see you walking, no my
My mind can’t get along, I sing this song,
I know it’s wrong, I’m toss and turning all night long
You see me coming and you know I want to play
You get that look inside your eyes and tell me “Not today”
You lie, you deceive, you say he’s everything you are to me,
Well I know no that can’t be babe ‘cause you’d only shake that way for me
When I first saw you I was sure
you’d have me calling out for more
You leave me every time just to run and (hide)
You know it hurts me down inside
You were the first no one before
made me fly, and made me soar
You caught me in your lying eyes
But it’s all that’s keeping me alive
When my baby bluebird comes to me she knows just what to say
I try to walk away, but the blues... My Bluebird’s making me stay...
Staying with my one desire, woman who takes me higher
But babe the blues don’t cross my mind
Way down inside
When I first saw you I was sure
you’d have me crawling back for more
You leave me every time just to run and (hide)
You run and hide way down inside
You were the first no one before made me cry, and left me sore
You caught me in your lying eyes
And I’m here just trying to survive
I can’t run and hide I see you walking down the street
Stopping on the byway baby every time we meet
‘cause when I see you walking, no my
My mind can’t get along, I sing this song,
I know it’s wrong, I’m toss and turning all night long
Now I hope and pray that my Bluebird might fly away...
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3. |
San Francisco
05:38
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San Francisco
If you’re going to San Francisco
You’d better wear some flowers in your hair
If you’re going to San Francisco
You’re gonna meet a lot of gentle people there
Come with me, babe, to San Francisco
You’d better open up your eyes
Will you come with me to San Francisco
Don’t you try and recognize
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, no, I
know, I know...
Free your mind, babe, to San Francisco
We can walk on the green
Will you come with me to San Francisco
Maybe you can walk with me
Baby, lay your flowers with care
Summertime will be a love in there
Summertime will be a love...
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know,
no, I know, I know...
When you’re going to San Francisco
You’d better wear some flowers in your hair
Maybe this world will be my San Francisco
Find those gentle people everywhere...
Everywhere, everywhere
Everywhere, everywhere...
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4. |
Train Song
02:52
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The Train Song
Got the smoke rising beside me,
and the coals driving the beat 2x
Rusty tracks on through the river,
Sullen ashes in the stream
Well this train’s been up the Mountain
Sun stained, and weather worn
Yeah this train’s been up the Mountain
Through that lonely desert storm
But I’ve seen nothing but the city
Since the day I was born
The horn calls lost and beaten
bleeding hearts up off the floor 2x
But the damned road less traveled
Heard that horn blowing’ before
Heard that rhythm on the crossroad
Nothing here for me to hold 2x
With the stranger in the distance,
Blowing smoke out in the cold 2x
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5. |
Wishful Thinking
03:04
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SomethingStrange Seattle, Washington
A young Power Trio from the PNW looking to bring back the roots of Rock n'Roll by incorporating blues,, rock, swing, Jazz and Folk into their sound.
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