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The Rising Tide
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The waves rolled up to the other side
Children danced in the shining tide
Lose yourself in the aqua blue
Sand and foam and turtles, too.
We all live on the western side,
and we’re glad we’re alive.
It brings you up and it turns you ‘round
To the air, dive back down
Float on top like the bubbles do
Clutch the sand, the muddy hue.
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The sun will no longer shine if you walk now
I’m surprised that I’ve survived
but don’t ask me how.
What will you do, what can you do,when the sky falls down?
Where can you go, what will you
stick your head in the ground?
Oh don’t say, not that way, that this is the end
Come back up, stand back up and start again.
Looking out the window pondering where I’ve been
Sitting in this house when the walls caved in.
You think that someone will take care of you
Crawl under your chair
I know that’s what you’ll do
I saw you turn your head to hide from wrong
Did you awake today
to find your childhood’s gone?
You expect answers, but what can I say?
You didn’t prepare for that rainy day.
Persuasion pulls me through the cellar door
How can I live on when they keep taking more?
What will you do, what can you say?
What will you do on this rainy day?
Things aren’t the same since the walls caved in
You didn’t prepare for this rainy day.
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Susquehanna 142
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Laughing, shouting from down the road
Children running towards the tracks
I thought I heard the whistle call
invitations out to all
Climb the stairs, slide shut the doors
Walk along from end to end
Lifting burdens, heavy loads
Linking town to town to town.
Pull back your shades, let fly those doors
Run towards the sound, down to the yard.
The line that young ones used to ride
slumbering years, aging signs
Stirring now along the tracks
oldsters climb aboard once more
Sound the whistle, close the doors
The weary wheels will turn once more
Railings wear and engines age
You ride, you ride, you ride, you ride.
Steam was of a passing time
Victorian men and fine decor
Mother, daughter, father, son
rest their souls, their work is done
Voices echo down the line
call me to forgotten times
Let me leave this life behind
We’ll ride, we’ll ride, we’ll ride, we’ll ride.
Laughing comes from down my road
Bring your burdens, heavy loads
I thought I heard the whistle call
We’ll ride from town to town to town.
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Wings
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He woke that morning to find
his lucky charm had broken
Gliding like that, he must have known
he was taking a chance
Bless my soul, it was the last time
that I saw him
Cross my heart, it was the last time
I saw him.
High in the sky, they were alive
The air felt so thin, started to spin
Then the smoke rose above right to the clouds
I left the crowd to see beyond
I’ve thought a lifetime about him/her.
She didn’t get the chance she deserved
She could have done much better than them
She’d never live to see the day
when she’d get her wings
Her spirit soared, but she was left on the ground.
The hazy blue turns to red during wartime
Flying so high, why fight about clouds?
We all saw him go down near the horizon
A cloud of smoke, and he didn’t return.
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The Music Box
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Bedroom talks, childhood walks follow familiar roads
Travel time, thoughts unwind
Mysteries slip through my hands.
Running and reeling and reveling.
Rhapsody, a melody chiming from within
Turned the key, it played for me
the music box in my hand.
Reeling, unraveling melody.
Sunny day, sinking low, tells me to go inside
Sitting there, rocking chair
quiet time turns into dreams.
I don’t recall the lonely day
when it ceased to play
Darker times they came my way
No more holidays.
Wondering, waiting and worrying
Running and reeling and reveling
Reeling, unraveling melody.
Bedroom talks, childhood walks follow familiar roads
Turned the key, it played for me
the music box in my hand.
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Trailer Song
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Running from a broken time
I can’t find my hand
although I know it’s before my eyes
Then kindness reaches out one more time
It reaches out to me
I have tried for so long.
I have looked towards a brighter day
I’ve held my breath while life passed my way
It’s not so easy to find new paths
but someday I know I’ll catch my breath
Try till there’s nothing left
I’ll be falling so long.
The clouds never ceased to roll
Days standing at my door
The urge to step outside to touch the air
then strong winds blew me back inside
My sheltered place to hide
I have tried for so long.
I’ll be falling so long
All that was mine is gone
I have tried for too long
Now it won’t be very long
I have waited too long
Some have tried for so long
Some have fallen so hard.
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No Doors In Kansas
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The State You're In
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I knew your look of dismay
This was my day, that’s what you said
then turned away
No one knows the state you’re in
You’re here and then you’re gone again
I don’t know when.
If I cried, and if I tried
and if I died, and if I lied.
How can I know what to say?
I’ve gone astray, can’t find my way
What do I say?
Go, it’s time to travel on
Near or far, won’t matter much
when I am gone.
We reached into souls so deep
The time flew by, we didn’t try
I don’t know why
Life will change, the wind will blow
Are you okay and on your way?
How will I know?
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Dodger Blue
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How was I, how was I to know
when all the words got in the way
Would we still be here next year? No guarantee.
How could I, how could I refuse
and would we ever really shed our blues
Those people forced their views on me,
but did they really see?
We were taken from our town
the crowds went home, the walls came down
We were sent far from our home with no guarantee.
How could I, how could I refuse
and would we ever really shed our blues
Those people forced their views on me,
but did they really see?
How the sun got in my eyes when I went chasing after flies
How many gloves lay in the grass, it was hard to see.
This isn’t the way I had it planned,
somebody took it from my hands
Cleanse the stains, wipe my eyes,
tell me please that the good survive.
Would someone tell me so I’ll understand
why you have to take it like a man?
The velvety green was just a dream with no guarantee.
What makes words cry out loud?
Yet there’s nothing really more to say
The media told the story, but did they really see?
Fragments of pictures tell the tale,
a stumbling team put up for sale
We would pass from history, how could it be?
I had hoped to never see the day
when all the fans would turn away
but we were sold for a fee with no guarantee.
Too many losses and so few wins,
all the jeers and all the din
The terrible shouting in my ears, we wouldn’t last the year.
People will lie and act out schemes,
nothing is actually as it seems
I will remember that field of green and all its dreams.
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There’s no one here
They’ve all disappeared
Who’s left alive?
No one’s satisfied.
No one ‘round here knows
so the story goes
I can’t see your light.
Isabella.
Are your lights not on?
Should I go back home?
Try to reach in
but you’re shut in tight.
I can’t see the light
when my eyes are closed
I can’t see your light.
Look inside, try to hide
No one’s home, here we go.
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Scarf Dance
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Shoes off, clear the floor
step light, sing soft
Play a new chord, tell a new word
play us a tune, and play it soon.
There is rapture in her dance
the movements in a trance.
Then she goes round in circles
always in many circles
Anne dances ‘round and the piano chimes
and sounds its whirling song.
I’d like to carry on, but I can’t hear the song
I lost them upstream, and I don’t know where to go.
And she goes round in circles
always in many circles
Anne dances ‘round and the piano chimes
and sounds its whirling song.
Their rapture, it falls on me
changes time, changes key
Play a new chord, tell us a word
play a new tune, and play it soon.
And she goes round in circles
always in many circles
Anne dances ‘round and the piano chimes
and sounds its whirling song.
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Shaker Tune
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No more dark skies
Heaven above in the clouds
Lay down, fall down
Tumble like stones down the hill.
Slumbering in the whispering grass
Mornings so deep that I just
want to lay down and cry
Fall into a pile of leaves
Block out the sun from my eyes.
Whirling, turning
spinning like leaves on the breeze
Friends come follow
never know fear while you’re free
Trees bend near us
We gather their sticks on the way
Lost tomorrows, childhood is gone in a day.
Slip into your favorite shoes
running reckless, stirring up the fields
Through the woods, branches yield
Flying so high, like a dream.
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Dodger Blue (demo)
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Wings (demo)
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Trailer Song (demo)
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Susquehanna 142 (demo)
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The Rising Tide (demo)
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Delmore Recording Society Nashville, Tennessee
Delmore Recording Society exists to expose singular artists that don’t quite fit in to the world. The pursuit and discovery
of lost tapes is another side of that mission.
We strive to bring something of value into the world…music that might enhance our appreciation of an artist that was under recorded, or whose recordings were never released due to some vagary of the business.
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