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Second Chance Proud Young Mary
You've been looking for something
Thatchaw know you don't want
You've been asking for answers
But the questions still haunt
You've been try'n to change the
Game by some rule,
And you don't have a clue
How it makes you a fool
Sometimes I think I got the answer
When my mind is clear
When my heart's a dancer
Stepping outta line to take a glance,
But its then when I see
That the answers just a
Second chance
Proud young Mary
Alone on the table
Last thoughts fleeting
Scared and blue
Poor young Mary
Eyes so staring
Blue eyes glistening
Shiny and true
Run tell the others
Won't you run so soon
Run tell the others
Well there's nothing to do
Run tell the others
Run so soon
Oh poor Mary her
Eyes so blue
Poor young Tom
Feeling dirty and naked
Ran to the river to
Clean his shoes
Ran through the streets and
Ran through the alleys
Looking for Susan
Before too soon
Run tell the others
Won't you run so soon
Run tell the others
Well there's nothing to do
Run tell the others
Run so soon
Oh poor Mary her
Eyes so blue
Hey hey Susan
It's Tom from Mary
Hey hey Susan
Am I too soon
Hey hey Susan
Not the knitting needles
Oh poor Mary
Her eyes so blue
Sometimes I think I got the answer
When my mind is clear
When my heart's a dancer
Stepping outta line to take a glance,
But its then when I see
That the answers just a
Second chance
You've been looking for something
Thatchaw know you don't want
You've been asking for answers
But the questions still haunt
You've been try'n to change the
Game by some rule,
And you don't have a clue
How it makes you a fool
Sometimes I think I got the answer
When my mind is clear
When my heart's a dancer
Stepping outta line to take a glance,
But its then when I see
That the answers just a
Second chance
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2. |
Big Horn Dam
04:54
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Big Horn Dam
It’s a coming
It's a really coming on
It's a coming on Big Horn Dam
It's a coming
Yes it's really coming on
It's a coming on Big Horn Dam
All around Big Horn
It's a center of the sea
It's a center its
Really coming on
It's a coming on strong from
Within you and me
From within
You and Me
It seems
It's an ending
It's an ending begun
It's an ending begun to mean
It's an ending
It's an ending begun
It's an ending begun
To mean
Between
From the mountain stream
It’s a coming on the scene
And the scenery between the mountain dream
It’s a coming from the ocean
It’s a going to the sky
It’s a coming and a going
It would seem
It's a coming
It’s a coming in the seems
It's a coming from
From the sea before
It's a coming
Like a waves upon the sea
It's a coming on Big Horn Dam
All around Big Horn
Everybody be aware
It's a center like
In the sea before
It's a coming on strong from
Within you and me
From within
You and me
It seems
It’s a humming
It’s a humming bee sing
It’s a humming bee singing it away
It’s a humming
It’s a humming bee sing
It’s a humming bee singing it away
to say
What's the dream within
It’s a coming on the grin
And the grinning beside the head it bears
It’s a coming from the motion
It’s a going to the still
It’s a coming and a going
Within aires
It's a coming
It's a coming oh we know
It’s a coming from eyes of babes
It's a coming
In colours blue and green
From the eyes
Of babes
It gleams
From behind those eyes
They're the centers of the sea
They're the centers they're
Really coming on
They're a coming on strong
In colours blue and green
From within
You and me
In the sea
It’s a looking
It’s a look into the eyes
It’s a look out from the high and icy peak
It’s a looking
It’s a look into the sky
It’s a look into from what it seems we seek
Comes the mountain creek
In the scenery we seek
From a valley down below the oceans grave
Were selling it to business
Down the David Thompson way
Highs the tide of the revolution's wave
Come gather
Round people where you roam
Admit the eyes of the storm
Come gather
Well the waters are a growing
Growing up up on the mortar shore
All around Big Horn
Everybody be aware
It's a center like
In the sea before
And you better start swimming
Or you'll sink like a stone
It’s a coming on
Big Horn Dam
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3. |
Reflections
04:00
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Reflections
Walking along
In a throng of people
Faces flat
Like pale white paint
Eyes searching
Staring off
Hoping to see
In you and me
Reflections
In pale faced eyes
Reflections
In you and me
Reflections
In pale faced eyes
I see you
Staring off
You seeing me
Walking along
Then you and me
Its like were being
You and me
Sharing the feeling
Glancing
With my blue faced eyes
Glancing
With your big brown eyes
Glancing
Between our eyes
Glancing
A clearing pond
Glancing
A lull in the wind
Glancing
A quiet lightning
Glancing
Leaves stop trembling
Glancing
A dervish whirl
Glancing
We're not seeing
Reflections
Off our eyes
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Eukee Tune
So this is the edge
My friend
I guess it
Ain't so far away
I think we've got lots of room to play
And enjoy this
Sun shiny day
Hope you don't mind
If I drift off and dream
Singing to the birds in the trees
Or maybe being lost at sea
Hope you don't mind
If drift off and dream
All my friends
They live in the trees
Oh wouldn't it be nice to be free
All that I am is
Good enough for me
Would like to think
To know
That we are all free
All of this morning dew
Makes me think of you
And all the crazy things you do
That keeps me
In love with you
How I love being in love with you
I can feel that wind
Blowing me home
I've been away too long
Don't you feel the wind?
Doesn’t she blow you home?
My baby blues keep me coming home
Hello goodbye
My dear old friend
Looks like we will meet again
Some other time
Some other land
It makes me smile
Makes me smile knowing you’re my friend
Rene
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Following this lady
A dancer in the dark
By the fragments of patterns
Swirling from her skirt
It seems like a dream
When the dancer appears
In the midst of the traces
Glowing in the air
Raindrops in puddles
A leaf blown in a gale
The hue round street lamps
Visions of her trail
Footprints in the wind
Take me down an alley
Where a thousand ballerinas
Play a band beyond description
Following this lady
A dancer in the dance
Playing the band so sweetly
Keeps me in this trance
A goblet of wine
Served by a waiter
Companion like a glove
While I search forever after
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First Good Snowfall
04:16
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First Good Snowfall
I gaze
laze in a dream
of rolling hills naked poplar
iced glazed figurines
Patience of the snow
Drifting down
And resting on
An outstretched limb
Contentment
In the stand of trees
Quietly carrying
Armfuls of crystal
Calm
The sputter
Of my mind
I gaze
laze in a dream
of rolling hills naked poplar
iced glazed figurines
birds colour
the booming silence
of the mountains
deafening roar
calm
the sputter
of my mind
that makes me
to feel
senseless
less sense
sense less
less sense
sense less
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7. |
Glow of Souls
04:09
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The Glow of Souls
Well I'm bound down the same old road
Yes I'm going down searching for a soul
I'm bound down the same old road slow
It’s the same old road
Where all the souls
They go
Oh how I'd love to see my baby
Yes how I'd love to see my child
Oh how I'd love see my sweet little babe
On the road of love
Where all the souls
They glow
How'd I come to lose my babe?
Oh how'd I come to lose my way?
Did my old soul forget or ever see?
Oh my soul is blind
Help me come
To see
Oh how I'd love to see my baby
Yes how I'd love to see my child
Oh how I'd love see my sweet little babe
On the road of love
Where all the souls
They glow
It’s a dark and starless night
Seems the moon has simply disappeared
Just my baby to guide my soul down
Oh my baby please
Come and shine
For me
Oh how I'd love to see my baby
Yes how I'd love to see my child
Oh how I'd love see my sweet little babe
On the road of love
Where all the souls
They glow
The gods have long flown away
The gods left with all their light
Just you and me on the road love
And the broken statues
Shadows on our
Souls
Oh how I'd love to see my baby
Yes how I'd love to see my child
Oh how I'd love see my sweet little babe
On the road of love
Where all the souls
They glow
Have a little faith in me
Have a little faith in yourself
Have a little faith in being part
Of the road of love
Where all the souls
They glow
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Roughin It On Slave Lake
Fall
Sitting by the lake under a tree
The waves flicker light my way
Blending together naturally
Making faces with a wide eyed smile
Wind feels cold on the end of my nose
But the leaves are painted its ok
They whisper a tune in the wind
Its not bad to fade away
No nah
Ya let it hang on down
It’s the easiest old thing
Just let gravity take on over
And spiral on down
Drop down
Come on mama
Drop down
Well I haven't seen a fish
For two whole days
Guess its rice and veggies again
What I do to bring such luck
Hope it goes, hope it goes
with a seasons
change
Winter
Whiskey jacks a singing
Sounds like turquoise blue
Whistle back for conversation
Don't want them to think I want solitude
Snow drifts creeping so quietly
Its peaceful hanging line in the hole
Sun so hot it must have been two
But I hadn't had a piss for a while
Cabin Fever
Well I haven't seen a fish
for two whole days guess its
rice and veggies,
rice and veggies again
What I do to bring such luck
Hope it goes with a seasons
Change
Spring
Trees looking good with all their leaves
Geometrys to puzzle my mind
Wild flowers waving at their feet
Making me feel so kind
You know I lost half a reel to
a hunk of ice
Attached to my favourite lure
Cause mosquitos was biting
the black flies buzzing
Man I didn't even care
Oh, no no
Ya its been long cold winter
Mmm ya
Just needed some space
To do some pondering
Oh ya, mmmm
How do them bees
Get that buzz in the honey?
Well I haven't seen a fish
for two whole weeks
I guess its rice and veggies,
rice and veggies again
What I do to bring such luck
I hope it goes with a seasons change
Summer
Sitting by the lake under a tree
The waves flicker light my way
Smile in the waves keep singing
In the end you're only left with dreams
So dream them peaceful, in kind in mind
And every living thing with care
And listen to the music on the solstice
In the summer at your country fair
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