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The Vine
04:54
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Come with me to where the mysteries still shine
Like glimmering gold on the mirror-like mind
I believed what I’s told & I set off to wind
My way through the fold & across all the lines
Like I’d been plucked care
From the shimmering vine
The old cosmic call that I sometimes hear
Is like an old-fashioned tune that plays soft on the ears
I prayed for the moon when I couldn’t purchase one beer
The day lily bloomed; the stadium cheered
Oh, it means what it means
It’s been a very strange year
Though my lost fortune’s now more than regained
In what was a dungeon I spent half my days
Like a big bird that squawks in a cage
You would’ve thought I went looking for pain
It was silly to be
So un-open to change
These are days that sparkle and shine
With friends always near & a girl by my side
& Music that flows from a deep well, divine
I’m showered with praise, and the residuals are high
It all comes with ease
& It was all in good time
I’m in a new, uncharted place
With infinite love, with infinite grace
I’m moving beyond mere good or bad taste
I’m moving out into this strange
Mysterious race
You wouldn’t know by my face
With these technologies on my every side
I feel I’d be more suited for some other lost time
For a richer and simpler life
When one plucked the fruit straight from the vine
But it ain't how it panned out
& I’ve accepted it now
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All Our Warm Summer Days
01:52
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When I hear that nightingale’s ol’ tune
When it plays upon my ears
It feels like you from long ago
Behind the veil of years
When I see the sun going down
When I see the night close in
I feel that restless thing inside
& I think on what might’ve been
In deeper nights, in winter’s cold
I’ll sometimes feel a rage
But it soothes my soul to think of you
& All our summer days
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Twice As A Lover
03:41
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I knew you twice as a lover, babe
Our lives would merge on different planes
But I lost you there in the U.S.A.
To forces I could not contain
I found my body over seas
But I knew my heart was still with thee
In the bed of a young call girl I dream
& In small cafes on lonely streets
I closed up shop on 2nd St.
I told the boys I bid ‘em well
But now I see signs in everything
I’ve done my best to break the spell
I hear the bells; I hear the choirs
I see the cathedrals rising spire
I thought of you in my darkest hour
When days were dim & prospects dire
I closed up shop on 2nd St. . . .
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Suffering & Pain
02:56
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You were alone
And you were in debt
And you had struggled and fought it so long, like nothing else
It wasn't your due
It felt like a curse
That you could not undo; that you could not reverse
You prayed aloud
You prayed in verse
& You struggled to come to terms with what it’s all really worth
The sky you touch
The sun you might greet
Or least you had heard and tried hard to believe
Come look and see
How we have been blessed
& Don’t fear being free
Oh, but how could you guess
What lied in your wait?
No one could express the ecstasy that lay outside the gate
It was all just a test
Wove in your fate
And it was all for the best; ll your Suffering & Pain
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The End is Nigh
03:37
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Cry, young mother, cry
You’d better get your child and run for the hills
Something in us knows this time itʼs real
There’s no one who can tell us what to do
We feel that overwhelming sense of doom
The end is coming hard and coming soon
Hide, little bunny, hide
That black bird’s swooping low beneath the sun
You’d better get your things; you’d better run
You’d better sober up and fall in line
You’d better learn to rightly read the signs
We see the stars and moon fall from the sky
I see the sun blacked out; the end is nigh
Cry, little baby, cry
Our world is spinning madly into space
I feel the earthʼs foundations givinʼ way
That Christ will come again the religious say
While others suggest we grab all we can take
Some would find this all a bit much to claim
Think what you will; the end is on its way
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A Turn for the Worse
04:44
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Things went wrong for me again
Try your best not to condescend
Sit back and listen to the tale I'll spin
Things took a turn for the worse, ol’ friend
A big-legged girl with hardly a brain
She lied to me and felt no shame
Done bore down deep and into my veins
Oh, I’ve made this mistake again & again
There’s no question who’s to blame
There’s no mystery ‘round the cause of my pain
She played me like a pawn in a game
A big-legged girl with hardly a brain
With many strangers I have lain
Black & white and every shade
From Europe to the United States
Seeking what, I cannot say
& I know you likely feel the same
‘Bout this endless cycle of pleasure and pain
But the pleasure fades more as you age
& Grows much harder to obtain
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Coming Off My Meds
06:18
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Oh, honey, I can hardly speak
I think my tongue is filled with lead
I look in the distance to the peak
And I think I might go to bed
Aw, those are words that I might tweak
Or else it’s all just in my head
Or else my spirit’s sprung a leak
Or else my soul has not been fed
Oh, I’ve had an awful week
& I’m coming off my meds
Oh, I’ve had an awful week
Or else it’s all just in my head
Don’t turn back, babe, I’m comin’ around the bend
I’m gettin’ back on track, babe
Try not to condescend
They thought they had me sacked, babe
But I got up and went again, friend
I’d been listenin’ to some quacks
Oh, those sorts that move in packs
But it’s time to start again
I’m coming around the bend
I’m trying to make amends
Try not to condescend
Oh, take a moment for reprieve
Take some time to just relax
There are points you should concede
Try to square off with the facts
Try to follow where they lead
Try to think before you act
Try to turn the word to deed
Try to live and not look back
Try to say just what you mean
But try to use a little tact
& Don’t get stuck off in one scene
You gotta move and not look back
Aw, man, it’s happened all too quick
Something slipped, yet I’ve survived
Though I feel I’ve been beaten with a stick
No, those ain’t words that I’ve contrived
At times I thought I might go get sick
But I just let out a little sigh
Oh, I’ve thought it had me licked
But I’m gonna make it if I try
It’s happened all too quick
This ain’t words that I contrived
I feel beaten with a stick
Oh, God, I’ve tried to make it known
I've opened up the lid
You’ve seen what I have shown
I ain't kept nothing hid
Oh, we’ve feel the winds have blown
No more time to play or kid
Oh, we’re due up on the loan
And it doesn’t matter what we did
Still, it ain’t nothing they can clone
It ain’t nothing on which to bid
It ain’t nothing they can own
I haven’t kept it hid
And I’ve tried to drive this home
Oh, I need a wealthy little girl
One with trimmings and with lace
Or else a higher standard whore
One with a little ol' pretty little face
Aw, I oughta get out in the world
Not be so caught up in this race
With these rat-like little squirrels
Trying to keep up with the pace
Who live and die by business morals
Who cannot see past what is base
Who with batons that twist and twirl
But unlikely ever leave a trace
I need a well raised girl
One with wealth and with taste
I need to get out in the world
Not be so caught up in this race
Alt Verse:
Oh, babe, I’m closing up the deal
And you think of me today
And now you know this shit’s for real
It ain't some act that I have feigned
Not something yet to be revealed
Though I admit a bit insane
But not some show that I have billed
What this is is very plain
Neither hidden nor concealed
Aw, hear me out ol’ babe
& Don’t give me no flack until
What it is is very plain
What this is is very real
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The Story of Sailors
02:22
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The men are all restless; they sing songs of woe
Tomorrow set sail into the unknown
To the end of the earth, to the end of all things
And where they end up, nobody knows
The darkness was deep and the waves they were high
And some of them questioned what they'd gotten into
And some of them thought that the end was close by
As they sailed off further on the dark ocean blue
The world will keep turning; the world will go on
When you set sail, when you leave your home
And no one remembers, so ne'er is it told
The story of sailors who face the unknown
Alt third verse:
The rest of the world knew not of their plight
The rest of the world went on with their lives
As their little ship sailed through dark endless night
As they went a' sailing on further from sight
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The Grace of God
03:57
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I look out on this town of mine filled with corporate signs
All promising fulfillment in the drudge of city life
I stand before this messl with my son and with my wife
& I think back on the days now long lost in time
I gaze across the plains and out into this world of mine
Through all my middle age, I used to see the worst of signs
& I could only think these were the worst of times
But now it’s only love and beauty that I find
I’ve glimpsed into another plane
I’ve felt the spirit like a breeze
I’ve known a joy that's born of pain
I’ve felt the grace of God in me
I look out on it all, out into our universe
Always giving freely, always more than what it's worth
Always in a state of growth through death and birth
& It makes it all look easy with it’s manna and it’s mirth
I’ve glimpsed into another plane
I’ve felt the spirit like a breeze
I’ve known a joy that's born of pain
I’ve felt the grace of God in me
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Beautiful Thing
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Babe, go dream you a dream
Babe, go dream you a dream
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
When we fell in love the earth changed as well
My eyes saw things as a babe
So I have sought to stay under that spell
So forever in love I might stay
Babe, go put on your wings
Babe, go put on your wings
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
My days on earth are numbered, you see
When I’m gone you should not feel forlorn
For where I will go is where I want to be
I only die to be reborn
Babe, fill your lungs up and sing
Babe, fill your lungs up and sing
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
Over here the fields are golden and green
Life and death a continuous dream
If you could only see what I’ve seen
You would know things are not as they seem
Babe, go bathe in the stream
Babe, go bathe in the stream
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
My, my, you’re a beautiful thing
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Reece Sullivan Lafayette, Louisiana
Originally from Arkansas, and now in Lafayette, LA, I play the surrounding areas regularly. Over the course of the years, I've reinvented myself musically many times: piano to guitar, classical to art rock, art rock to folk, flat picking to finger-picking, solely songwriting to performing. My latest incarnation has me playing out often, sometimes touring, and writing and recording consistently. ... more
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