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Ampex machine
00:17
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click, whirrrr, clack, clik
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Dreamers
04:04
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All of you restless American dreamers, hold on to the hopeful day
When the sound of our laughter, will break like the dawn of a new day,
The dawn of a new day, dawn, of a new day, dawn of a new day
On all those hateful faces.
The sound of our laughter and song, will break like the dawn of a new day,
On all those hateful faces. I can’t wait to see it? Can you?
All you restless American dreamers, hold on to the hopeful day,
When the sound of our laughter and song, will break like the dawn of a new day, break like the dawn of a new day, on all those hateful faces.
What a illogical parade of state fair festivities, we will be.
We’ll strut around with artichokes and beets and rutabegas,
and all kinds of, all kinds of colored broccoli.
The sound of our laughter and songs, will break like the dawn of a new day,
On all those hateful faces
Let me get something straight with you. Let’s communicate.
Baby you, give it to me, tell me what you want, tell me what you need baby
Tell me how you want to be loved. Tell me how you want to be loved.
Cuz I only want to love you, the way, that you want to be.
All of you restless American dreamers, hold on to the hopeful day,
When the sound of our laughter, will break like the dawn of a new day,
Will break like the dawn of a new day,
On all those hateful faces.
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Clouds
03:25
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Oh the clouds burned so bright, on the way.
We could imagine our dreams, well coming true up there, sometime
Coming true up there, sometime.
So we sat in the cool shade, of the ruins,
Let the sound of single-prop planes remind us of the sun,
They reminded us, of the sun.
(Repeat this verse)
So we carried our joy home,
Returned to our rhustling worship under domes of dreaming lids
Under domes of dreaming lids.
So we carried, our joy, home.
We carried, our joy, home.
(repeat)
And so you’ve got to learn to live with the hunger, not the cure.
(repeat line)
Oh the grass it grows, but it sleeps in Winter, on the year’s other shore
On the year’s other shore.
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Kitelines
03:22
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How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
Who did you lean on where did you turn?
How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
What did you learn?
What did you learn?
How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
Who did you speak with and where did you stand?
How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
Where will we land?
Where will we land?
Well if you stick with me I'll lead you through every season
Through all the storms and the wars and the changing of the tides
Well if you think that the wind is empty, is empty, well
You're not listening to the singing of the kite lines
Singing of the kite lines, singing of the kite lines
Sometimes I feel drunk on the tears that I’ve never cried
Though I’ve never tried very hard
Sometimes I think I know where the line is
Between the mind and the heart
Do you know what I mean?
Do you know, what I mean?
Sometimes I feel most alone, when I’m surrounded by the ones, that I love
Sometimes I feel most at home, when I’m, singing out, to a room full of strangers
Full of strangers, full of strangers, full of strangers
How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
The emperor's clothes they're layin’ on the throne
How did you keep your head when you found out about it?
You know you're not alone, not alone
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Hibiscus
05:16
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Hibiscus (lyrics taken from an old folk song)
Well all you young, and tender ladies
Careful how, you court young men
They’re like a star, like a star on a summer’s morning
First appear, and then they’re gone
They’re gone, they’re gone
They’ll tell you, some lovin’ story
They’ll tell you, some far flung lie
Then they’ll go, and they’ll court another
For that girl, they’ll pass you by
Pass you by, pass you by
They’ll pass you by
They’ll pass you by
Was May 20th, corner of 33rd and Krona St
On the south side, of the town
Where I was growin’ up
Crooked and scaled
Too much, oil in my veins
And there she was, there she was…
My teenage dream, my teenage dream, my teenage dream, my teenage dream...
Well all you young, and tender ladies
Careful how, you court young men
They’re like a star, on a summer’s morning
First appear, and then they’re gone
They’re gone
I wish I was, some little sparrow
I had wings, I'd fly so high
I'd fly away to where my hearts true lover sat
And when they's talkin', I'd be by
But as I am, no little sparrow
Ain't got wings, so I can't fly
I'll hide away in some lonesome valley
Weep and pass my troubles by
Well all you young, and tender ladies
Careful how, you court young men
They’re like a star, like a star on a summer’s morning
First appear, and then they’re gone
They’re gone, they’re gone
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6. |
Buskin'
03:26
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Buskin’ my way from Seattle down to New Orleans.
Everyday, a tidal wave of joy, and disappointment, I knew
If I started on that road, there’d be ups and downs.
Well you could be afraid, but maybe you should be amazed
At the sound of life all around you.
Hashtags and spectacles, which team are you joining?
Is it he, is me, is she, is it they, it it them,
And which team do you think they need more of?
If you start on down that road there’ll be ups and downs.
Well you could be afraid, but maybe you should just be amazed
At the sound of life all around you.
(repeat from Well you…)
Well the sound, of life all around you, the sound, of life, all around you.
(repeat)
Well I’m buskin’ my way from Seattle down to New Orleans.
Everyday, a tidal wave of joy, and disappointment, I knew
If I started on that road, there’d be ups and downs.
Well you could be afraid, but maybe you should be amazed
At the sound of life all around you.
(repeat from Well you…)
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Karryn
04:58
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Some people, they learn early, that they like to wander, wander.
Keep their eyes, high, on the horizon line.
Keep on movin’, through space.
They’ll be the first ones, to remind you,
That you can’t go back in time. You can’t go back in time.
(repeat line) No…
Some mornings, some mornings they’ll wake you troubled, troubled, troubled, troubled.
Tears from the bad dreams, still on the pillow from your face.
Go to the window, go, all you see are clouds the shape of worry, worry
Worry, that you can’t erase.
But you got to rise, you got to rise, you got to rise up singing,
And go about your day.
Cuz you know sometimes, sometimes,
sometimes a cloudy morning brings forth a pleasant day
If the moon on the waters, was a sound,
well you know that it would be
My momma’s voice, she was layin’ me down
My momma’s voice, she was layin me down
Down down, down down, layin me down.
Oh when she was layin me down. I still remember, my momma
Layin me down, she used sing to me
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The Deacon Raleigh St. James Band Seattle, Washington
Deacon Raleigh St James, a Seattle based singer-songwriter, performs with and produces electric and acoustic projects which bear his name. He calls the rural Snoqualmie Valley his home, along with the alleys and stoops of the rock clubs, coffee shops and taverns of the Emerald City. Strong storytelling and passionate vocals tie together a growing eclectic set of songs and experiences onstage. ... more
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