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Underneath
04:53
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Made to wake in morning haze, sunshine lays behind
And gently draws out subtle shapes, tracing their outlines
Focus is on memory to hinder the surprise
Wait for break the North she’ll take within her eyes confined
All at once, always, fall back to younger days; pull your weight call her soul
All at once, always, remember further days
Marching to the beat that she called
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
And all at once, always, you’ll find the solace chased
Clean from the paths that you wore
And all at once you never knew all the gardens that you grew
Strong through the drought and the flood
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
Now you are here, and she is there, and all the space between
Is living proof of contrast; it’s living proof of need
Ice will take to rivers still flowing underneath
Come up for air but no one’s there, you slip back to the deep
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
And it makes no difference where she is you know you are not there
And it makes no difference what you say you know she won’t hear
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2. |
Abraham
03:48
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Abraham, alone at night
Pens a letter by candlelight
Moon spills over the wooden desk
His war has put him to the test
North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Cannons blast on battlefields where young men die
Lydia Bixby, of Boston Mass
Her five sons fought then returned back
In wooden boxes, aboard a train
She watched them lowered in their graves
North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Marching drums on battlefields where young men die
Abraham, alone at night
Pens a letter by candlelight
He grieves the woman with words to sooth
Try to ease the pain of ones you loose
North and South, Blue and Grey, Black and White
Cannons blast on battlefields where young men die
And still Ms Bixby finds herself alone in morning light
What can he say to make that right?
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3. |
Night Is A Villain
03:18
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Baby, where do you want me
Put me down where I don’t take up so much room
Baby, why do you call me
Every night when we are both just drunken fools
And I know I shouldn’t but I do
Every time when it comes to you
Baby, you got me spinning
Like a record that skips right at the end
When you go on pretending
That we are lovers when we both know we’re just friends
And I know I shouldn’t but I do
Every time when it comes to you
And I know I shouldn’t but I do
Every time when it comes to you
Baby, this night is a villain
When we are both left inside it in the end
The small hours, are gonna take me
Up your driveway, through your door, into your bed
And I know I shouldn’t but I do
Every time when it comes to you
Yes I know I shouldn’t, but I’m a God Damn Fool
When it comes to you…
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Come a little closer if you please
Come inside this moment with me
We can find the resolution
If you want it this is where it will be
Open up your mind to these things
Come inside the moment they bring
We can find their evolution
If you want it this is where it begins
Looking at the pictures you found
Trying to keep your feet on the ground
You can feel the pulling gravity
If you let it it will hold you down
And all these things, it's like we’re seeing for the first time
And what it brings, clarity, and peace of mind
And what we find is everything that goes around
Is gonna pass our way again
If I hold your love, it better be enough
Don’t let it be cold as hell in my hands
If I hold your love, it better be enough
Don’t let it be cold as hell in my hands
So come inside this moment with me
Clear your mind of all you believed
We can find the absolution
If you want it this is where it begins
And all these things, it's like we’re feeling for the first time
And what it brings, clarity, and peace of mind
And what we find is everything that goes around
Is gonna pass our way again
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5. |
Bare Root Rose
05:05
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And I loved you, yes I did, like no other
Time and distance, the gravity
When we lost each other
So tell me what it takes to fill your empty space
In these arms of mine
And tell me why I stayed
When a lesser man would’ve run away to hide
You were cleaning out your past
Those stacked up boxes
While I stayed here writing prose out on the page
Now everybody says I’m better off to live
Without the hurt
I’m just a bare root rose, so come on back
And plant me in your earth
Just plant me in your earth… Na, na, na yeah
Just plant me in your earth… Na, na, na yeah
I’m driving down your street of white tract houses
See those black trees silhouette against the grey
Just come on back my way
I’ll try my best to be what you deserve
I’m just a bare root rose, so come on back
And plant me in your earth
Just plant me in your earth… Na, na, na yeah
Just plant me in your earth… Na, na, na yeah
Just plant me in your earth… Na, na, na yeah
Just plant me in your earth…
And I loved you, yes I did, like no other
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6. |
Michigan & Lake
05:05
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Leaves fall to the ground, breath rise to the air
Footsteps leading out fade then disappear
I close my eyes to steal away
The memory for another day, when I’ll need it most
That cold Chicago ground on Michigan and Lake
Is when you realized this was more than a mistake
So you called you on the telephone
Said I missed you more than I ever thought I could
I need you here
There’s airplanes, fast trains, rent a cars
Just find a way to get out here to me.
I guess I missed the fact
That you were looking for a change
Couldn’t see it were I was
That your preparations had all been made
Behind my back, and to my face
Slipped through the cracks, and from this place
Far away from here.
On airplanes, fast trains, rent a cars
You ran away on me
So where’s that freedom now, you swore you had to have
Can you see it where you are
Is it staring back from the city glass
When you’re walking down that windy street
Lake Shore Drive can sure be cruel I hear this time of year.
I ain’t gonna rent a car
Ain’t gonna ride a fast train
There will be no airplanes…
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Kurt Gunn De Pere, Wisconsin
A pure songwriter, equally informed and introspective. A talented guitarist and composer, from a climate that compels musicians to devote compassion to their craft. From solo performer to bandleader, with a style alternately whimsical and weighted, Gunn’s range will draw you in and keep you in his crosshairs. ... more
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