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Parade *Instrumental
05:19
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Dark breeze - Mysteries - Unfold above oh kin to me
My waiting soul can’t wait to see You
Flash free, loose the sea of tears that long to baptize me
And there You share Your ancient history
So let the thunder come undone just like a kid with a big bass drum
They cannot stop the rain on my parade
Can’t stop the rain on my parade - Let the thunder come undone
Rain, rain don’t go away - It’s time to dance for everyone
But I have said enough - And I have done too much
I hope I spent it on someone
Yet it’s all right and it’s okay - I am awake - It is still day
And the parade is marching on
The vintage stage where I marched through an age
While the doves and wolves all watched and raged
Now dog eared - Left upon a page
And now I stand in the cup of a hand
And I don’t even miss dry land
It’s beautiful right here within Your storm
So let the thunder come undone just like a kid with a big bass drum
They cannot stop the rain on my parade
Can’t stop the rain on my parade - Let the thunder come undone
Rain, rain don’t go away - Let’s see you flicker in the sun
Bring the rain on my parade - Let it fall and let it come
Rain, rain don’t go away - It’s time to dance for everyone
Oh the rain on my parade - Let the thunder come undone
Rain, rain, don’t go away - stay for just another day - Aaaah
Rain, rain don’t go away - Let’s see you flicker in the sun
Rain, rain don’t go away - You’re the one we want to stay - Aaaah
Bring the rain on my parade - Let it fall and let it come
Rain, rain don’t go away - Stay for just another day
Rain, rain don’t go away - It’s time to dance for everyone
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I know a girl who takes her lips and kisses every face she sees
---- no questions asked
It’s such a trip- I wanna skip myself and learn to be that free
---- and that’s a fact
I’d like to take the little bag that’s filled with good things I have done
And climb that ladder to the stars to pour them out on everyone
And hope sombody there will take them
My arms are reaching for you - I wanna touch your face
And draw you to this star burst - I call the warm embrace
But you are always moving in your electric swirls
I’m gonna sing into the void until I get to kiss the world
I know a boy who takes his lips and says whatever’s in his head
---- such a cool place
Within this sound that he has found I’d like to catch the things I’ve said
---- give them some grace
It’s time to take the little bag that’s filled with good things I have done
And wish myself upon a cloud to pour them out on everyone
And hope somebody there will hear them
My arms are aching for you - I wanna know your face
And draw you to this star burst - I call the better place
But you are always leaving me in my electric storms
I’m gonna scream into the void until I get to keep you warm
My arms are reaching for you - I wanna touch your face
And draw you to this star burst - I call the human race
But still you’re always moving in your electric swirls
I’m gonna sing into the void until I get to kiss the world
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Bring your hands and wash your eyes
Say a fond farewell and kiss goodbye
Come jump the fence - We’re climbing to the sun
We speak our words but I for one
Have had enough of words undone
So down the drawbridge - For the truth we ride
Before this holiday’s over and Monday morning comes
to take us from our gardens by the sea
Before we change into stardust
Before one body sparkles off into another happily
Let us take our arrows up and go off hunting in these woods
For all the things that we can’t see with our own eyes
Let us take our flowers up and carry on for love and good
Reflecting light just like the moon into the skies... into the skies
In this world of walls and corners
Watching all the silent mourners
There’s a tender hand to save the scene
Just a touch - A hopeful shiver - Mercy please - Reveal - Deliver
Pour down from the sky and make us clean
For now my eyes have had enough of feeling so dirty
Or wishing they had a place to hide
Or blaming the dark on a spark they’ve yet to try
A blessed spark inside a perfect eye
A graceful breed that will not die
Buried in the soot of a hundred million lies
So let us take our arrows up and go off hunting in these woods
For all the things that we can’t see with our own eyes
Let us take our flowers up and carry on for love and good
Reflecting light just like the moon into the skies... into the skies
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On the day that she was born somebody brought a flower pot
Golden daisies soft and warm amongst some pink and white
And the room that afternoon smelled like the dirt upon her shirt
When she was five out digging in the garden at twilight
...like other little girls have done in the beginning of their lives
Can you imagine all the flowers that we’ve found along the road
They’ve grown and withered in our eyes
But they will be there in the end so we can take them as we go
They are our colorful reprise
And how we’ll love to share them with the skies
On the day that they were wed - White roses blessed with babies breath
Petals tossed before her steps - Remembrance trailed behind
Years and years unwound like gears - A ticking clock - A little shock
All was left of all that breath - A solitary sigh
...and all the little girls and boys found in the middle of her life
The rain fall calls the flowers with its ultra sonic sounds
And the seeds they give are scattered out and broken
Then their sacrificial colors make a banquet for the ground
But the sewer knows the words they left unspoken
For every mother - For every wife
Grand ones and daughters - All bearing bits of light
The hands that rocked us - And for their sons
This perfect circle without which we’ll come undone
Twilight comes and she moves on - The flowers marching to this song
They stand up tall and soldier on and join her on her way
But her fingerprints are on the mess and they will never go away
And as she turns she finds the flowers that were hers upon the road
She holds them tightly as they fly...
They are there with her in the end so she can breathe them as she goes
They are her colorful surprise...
Can you imagine all the flowers that we’ve found along the road
They’ve grown and withered in our eyes
But they will be there in the end so we can take them when we go
They are our colorful reprise
And how we’ll love to share them with the skies
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Here is the breath of fresh air I must take in the flash of the flood
of black ink raining down upon the tattered page of my life
where I fight to ignite an unholy mess of mud
that’s been judged where it sits upon the open stage
So take a look and cast your votes - Try not to be too shocked by the storm in my head
Just drop your coin in the secret slot
Then I’ll open up my mouth and the spark that keeps me from joining the dead
will make itself well known in my words and thoughts
How I love the thoughts that follow the sky
They beat the bloody hell out of the awful night
I can no longer carry your bags up the stairs
For I’m too busy bathing in my stars
And whatever the weather be it wild or fair
I’ll be welcomed with bright & open arms
All the storms I have witnessed and the sun I have shared
Make a great silent movie from afar
I can swim in the shadows that it casts through the glare
What a glorious ride here... through the dark
But I’m fine and I’m fair - See the light in my hair
Like a comet high - there I flicker by
With my pen in my hand - and my head for a band
Everything has flown - for the great unknown
And we’re all just fine... floating upon this road
You can no longer carry my bags up the stairs
For we’re too busy bathing in our stars
And whatever the weather be it wild or fair
We’ll be welcomed with brilliant open arms
All the contrasts and hollows that were hardest to bare
Made a great silent movie after all
Now I float in the shadows that the past dares to share
What a glorious ride here... through the dark
Here is the breath of fresh air I must take in the flash of the flood
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Velvet leaves and violet flashes
Blazing blue windows ignite me from so long ago
Where sunlight bleeds the ground to ashes
There are warm, faded scents of sweet cherry and wood in the smoke
It opens itself to my hands and my needs and it eats up the seeds
that were born from the worst of the weeds it has ever known
It devours them down as I cover the ground with a prayer I’m shown
The sun comes out and when I turn around everything is growing and it gets more loud
everywhere just like a trumpet sounds - and as I grab a cloud it throws me up and down
and up into the air... ta da da da da da... air... ta da da da da da
And then birds come out and meet me in the sky - and as their colors shine
they show me how to fly - And below we see the garden rise and as I float above
I start to realize... That the seeds have all been metamorphosized
An afternoon of deep, dark shadows
The water that flooded the yard all vermilion and mean
It bit the bridge and chewed and swallowed
And I still find the fragments of wood in the dirt when I dream
It opens itself to my hands and my needs and it eats up the seeds
that were born from the worst of the weeds it has ever known
It devours them down as I cover the ground with a prayer I’m shown...
The hands that get dirty are the hands that are warm
Thank God for the dirt where it all gets turned around
There I keep an eye on the eye of the still and the storm
I buried my ghosts in the garden and I waited for the ground
to give birth to my blossoms and my crown
as He takes all things and He turns them all around
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Stop, turn away - Don’t take another look at me
I’m not a little miss shiny new year - Never was and never will be
I’ve been such a mess - You probably would never believe
When digging up the yard of the past - the things that human beings retrieve
Don’t look at me - for the answers
I’m just a fool - in need of something
Don’t look at me - for the answers
I’m just like you - in search of something
That I won’t find until it’s found - like a beautiful sound
If not for a rainy day well could we really know the sun
Let’ go outside anyway and greet whatever weather may come
Here in the mess where all our pretty colors will run
We’ll put them there with our hands and wake them up with the sun
Don’t look at me - for the answers
I’m just a fool - in need of something
Don’t look at me - for the answers
I’m just like you - but I know one thing...
If not for the sun that graces the dirt here
this seed would never leave the ground
For that moment of reaching up to the atmosphere
where needed rain is pouring down - It’s such a beautiful sound
So don’t look at me - for the answers
I’m just a fool - in need of something
Don’t look at me - for the answers - I’m just like you
Stop, turn away, don’t you take another look at me - Don’t look at me
I’m not a little miss shiny new year - Never was and never will be
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Here it is again,,, this question upon the wind - The moment of wondering why I am
Why am I made to breathe? Why do I dream and feel and see?
What is this seed that’s growing within my hand?
Won’t the gardener call and help me to understand?
As I tramp through this mud almost touching the hand of whatever is love
I will drink from the water in the well
I will shine through my skin though I’m under the dirt of the places I’ve been
I’ll draw ink from the bottom of the well
If you chance to see me riding high upon the back of something beautiful and free
Know that the rain did wash me after all was said & done and I am happy in the tree
So you be happy standing on that ground for me - But for now...
I won’t crawl if I fall - I won’t be shattered like a wave against a wall
I won’t see a tragedy staring back from the water in the well
I have learned not to turn back into the thing I used to be
I move on in that song that was sung all over me - All over me
Come and meet a man who dared to take me by the hand
He told me of my life and all I’ve lived
He asked me for a drink - In turn He taught me how to think
So I could tell you about the water that He gives
The kind that really makes you wanna live
As I tramp through this mud almost touching the hand of whatever is love
I will drink from the water in the well
I will shine through my skin though I’m under the dirt of the places I’ve been
Still I’ll drink from the water in the well
I’ll draw ink from the bottom of this well
I will sing from the water in the well - I will shine from the bottom of the well
I will know that tomorrow will be well - As I drink from the water in the well
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Let It Fly *Instrumental
05:27
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A little bit of day has broken through the darkness of a cloud
A little bit of grey has moved aside to let some light shine down
Look around - I’m seeing for the first time
Within the sight something bright’s getting ready to fly
... free as a bird within that sky
At last I see the beautiful in you
Let’s go from black and white into our technicolored hues
I stand - I’m walking for the first time
Within the steps something right’s getting ready to try
... and I can’t even tell you why
I will march into the night - Where there is darkness - I have the light
I can see beyond the dark - Valley of Shadow - I am the spark
The stars can now surround me - We need no words
Let’s say goodbye to gravity and all we’ve learned
Bring it on - Bring it on... As only You can
Turn it on - Turn it on... Let the light fall from Your hand. Lord -
... It’s all for You
Bring it on - Bring it on... Turn us around.
We’re going higher, higher, higher
Shine it down - Bless the ground... THE revolution’s coming down
A little bit of life has found its way into the day and light
It’s putting up a fight and it won’t stay within the walls of night
Let it grow - We’re breathing for the first time
Within the breath there’s a song getting ready to fly
... it is a note that will not die
I will march on - I will march on - I have the light
I will march into the night - Where there is darkness - I have the light
I can see right through the dark - Valley of Shadow - I am the spark
Oh my God - You made the way so we could fly
Here we go into the night - They brought the darkness - We are the light
And some day we’re gonna be just like the butterflies
We can see beyond the dark - Valley of Shadow - We are the spark
And just like the sun has ended the darkness - So we shall also rise
Hey Hey Yeah - We are the light - Hey Hey Yeah - Let It Fly
Beyond this battle of dust and shadow -
It’s almost time to touch the sky
Nah Nah Nah Yeah - Let it fly - They brought the darkness -
We are the light
But until that hour comes - We’ll be walking with the sun
... into the crushing of the night
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What is this sinister thing? - A puppet pin in a wing?
Longing to fly but much as one tries
You’re just a kite - in a storm - on a string
Begging the world to cut deep - Edit together the heap
Sew on a smile ignoring the piles
Of the souls that are lining the streets
Through the looking glass we go - The images glisten
Soldiers crying from the snow - Turn off the wind
On every stage the same dark show - One can not NOT listen
And as the wicked wish unfolds the true storm begins
And we’re like birds in the rain holding our peace and our pain
Drowned in the deluge of words spoken backwards
Here we wait for the flying again
Someday will come the blazing son - And we’ll be kissed and warm
And from there on we’ll sing the songs that follow after storms
Electrically transformed
Did you know that birds after rain sing over and over again?
They float in the brilliance of words written skyward
From the One that is coming again
But for now we’re birds in the rain holding our past and our pain
Defying the deluge of love going backwards
While the clock drives us mad with refrains
What is this sinister thing? Why the love for the darkness it brings?
Will we drown in the deluge of words spoken backwards
While we wait to be flying again and again and again and again...
What is this sinister thing? A puppet pin in a wing?
We’re just like birds in the rain - Here we wait for the flying again
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A Rainy Day & The Poetree Santa Fe, New Mexico
Rain's songs are dreamy, hopefully honest, often whimsical poems, set to whatever music has decided to shake her up in the middles of the night. She believes that each song should paint a portrait and set a unique, cinematic scene at that strange point where words meet music. Rain desires to be a player in a revolution that refocuses the worlds lovers of music back onto the song. ... more
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