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SOMETIMES I FEEL
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I don't
Sometimes I will, and sometimes I won't
Sometimes this all seems so real, sometimes it ain't
Sometimes I’ll kneel, I’ll kneel down and pray.
B SECT I feel like I'm lost out on star trails, and I'm dancing on cloudbursts
and that I'm floating much lighter than air.
I feel like I'm grasping out madly, to what I once had and
this much freedom tends to lead one to despair
I feel distance is home, It’s the only road I’ve known
And what I reap I have sewn, and the hearts nothing more than alone
I'm always left w/ me, and it's getting plain to see
That what I want I can't have, and that's the thing that drives me mad
B SECT I feel like I'm lost out on star trails, I'm dancing on cloudbursts
and that I'm floating, I am floating lighter than air.
I feel like I'm grasping out madly, to what I once had and
this much freedom tends to lead one to despair
END HOOK But I know I've needed you, and I've always needed you.
I may not always have wanted you
But God knows I've needed you.
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Paul Adams: composer, guitar, harmonica, dobro
Man at 4th and Vine
The old man appeared at the bright light edge of town
Near the light at 4th & vine and he sat right down
He always flamed a fire of curiosity
And the folks would always wonder, just who he might be
As time went by gaining quite a reputation
Being the point of the towns rumination
Some thot he should be arrested, and some thot enshrined
Some thot they’d never know that man at 4th and vine
Some thot he was a mystic, or a prophet of good deeds
And some thot he was the devil, but they’re just scared of mystery
And rumor said it’d be luck, if anyone could find
A broken mirror reflecting the man at 4th and vine.
One day they noticed the old man was gone
And newspapers wrote all about been going on
And they praised him for his silence and they praised him for his kind
They praised him for his wisdom and they praised him for his mind
Then some time later on the bright lit edge of town
While stepping thru the clover some children they found
An old broken mirror with magic properties
And a note to the bearer said please remember these
Few words of wisdom, I impart to you
To be passed thru all the ages, yet they are nothing new
That your mystics might be dirty, and your poets weak
Your writers sometimes crazy, but true servants they are meek
Your rich men might be paupers, and your super models freaks
Some gifts they will surprise you, take care of what you seek
Remember that silence can be loud, and the simple are strong
And your weakness forgivable, cause my compassion is long
And the humble they are noble , and tenderness helps you find
The secret of the man, that lived at 4th and vine
elizabeth geyer: vocal
andy hatfield: mandolin
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SPARK
There’s a spark in that poet, a spark in his mystery
A spark down in his passion, and a spark in his misery
There’s a spark of light and life and pain, a spark that is mine
A spark that keeps you going and a spark that keeps ya blind
Oh we are fast asleep within oceans of light
What we sew we reap be it day or night (Ain’t no karmic fright)
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There’s a spark in a dancer, as spark in gasoline
A spark in lofty visions, and a spark of things obscene
There’s a spark in a distant memory, a spark in hard hold cash
A spark from all that’s given and it can blow within a flash
There’s a spark in the artist, or a burger flippin fool
A spark in a rapper, even when his words are cruel
There’s a spark in a woman in a child and in a man
A spark in that politician, even when he makes no stand
Oh we are fast asleep in oceans of light
What we sew we reap, be it day or night
Well there’s a spark in the lovers and the leavers and the ones that comfort you
There’s a spark in the teacher and the weaver and the student and the fool
There’s a spark in your question, and when you are confused
A spark that wants to push you, even if you should refuse
There’s a spark in your guilt and in your hope and even in your fears
A spark in your running and your screaming and wiping away tears
There’s a spark in your leaving and turning and way under your mask
A spark that wants to push you, it’ll kick you in your ass
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You Are Not That
03:59
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You are not that you said to me.
More than a face more than just what you see
I find myself just sitting here
Somewhere between passion and fear
CHORUS: I’m not just this sad song I’m simply human sometimes gone wrong
You are not that You said to me
Often confused what will be will be
You are not that you are divine
Can’t be explained, in a single point in time
CHORUS: We’re not just this sad song …I’m simply human sometimes gone wrong
(You are not that I say to you)
(Often confused you did the best you knew)
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I'm Alone
04:12
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I’m ALONE
I’m alone like a cold glass of water….I’m alone no destiny in sight
I’m alone falling fate or fader I’m alone be it day or night
CHORUS
And you will take me to warm water, and you will lead me with a trusting hand
And you will cast us son or daughter, and you will break us till we understand I’m not alone
I’m alone like a lamb to slaughter, I’m alone no one 2 hold me tight
I’m alone like a horse without a halter, I’m alone on this cold bitter night
CHORUS
B section
I’m lost and found driven hard to the ground, I’m up and down like a yo yo spinning round
seems never to be found this going round and round
My slip shod ways, brain is in a haze, been days and days, my thinking is in a craze
Your fire it’s a blaze will the heat burn out these wayward ways?
We’re alone no warm water, we’re alone (sometimes) embraced by fright
We’re alone natures son or daughter, we’re alone on this cold bitter night
We’re alone with a tendency to falter, we’re all alone looking for light
We’re all alone natures son or daughter, we’re all alone seeking comfort from the night
Go to BEND ME …SHAPE ME ….ANYWAY YOU WANT ME….
Long as you love me, it’s alright
We are like clay, shape us at your delight … your delight
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Winters Year
04:17
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Winters Year
Winter comes one time a year don't worry now don't shed a tear
Now and then we face a freeze the bitter wind and cold with ease
Not every day the sun shines bright not every day a winters night
So if you sing this song with me you will face the snow and cold with ease SING
Hall.... Hall....
For we are such a mystery, our thinking creates such misery.
We smile and shake the hand of man, then turn our backs not lend a hand
But if we stop and lend an ear the mystics call to release fear
We'll smile and see where all the same, the Christ Child Buddha, and the Jain SING
Hall... Hall
If we could stop insanity, the terror hate and vanity
The world would be a better place, without forcing our religious ways
dogmatic ways
Amazing Grace
So capable of love are we, as reflected in the Christmas Tree
The Muslim, Jew, and the Jain, are welcome to sing the songs refrain SING
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Freaks
04:17
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FREAKS
You see him lurking there (deep) within the shadows
(sneering) wretched face, fighting inner battles.
Feeling so alone, so he thinks he'll destroy ya,
every step he takes, increases paranoia.
What did they do did they seek to destroy you,
beat you up, slap, tease and annoy you,
kick you in the face, knock you down to the ground,
did they laugh and sneer at your isolated frown.
Well calling all freaks, (Ye) of heavy burden,
release the chains you know are certain,
to eat away your soul, fuel resentment,
never lead you toward (To) any path of contentment.
With your slap shot, care or not, shotgun brutal shot,
spray of bullets to the crowd you know will not, ever accept you as their friend.
Tell me my dear what message does your wounded heart send?
Are you not becoming just like them? (Hold A chord...no bass run?)
He sits in his room playing with Nintendo,
His voice will rise and to a crescendo
of a solid wall of fear, crying, envy and anger,
You know it's their fault, and this leads to anger.
That you can't express, parents never around,
the television, radio, music seems to pound
to a great mass of rage, deep within your cage
Your brain is in a haze, from your isolated ways.
Calling all freaks .... any path of contentment
CHORUS
Deep within your heart we have many questions. We all get confused some time.
Take care not to lose your sense of wonder. Don't find, yourself, lost in a small frame of time. You will be fine.....
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Western Wind
04:26
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WESTERN WIND
Like a western wind, he’ll be home again
And a distant friend, who’s honesty would never bend
Like the distant stars, in the sky
You never stop to ask them why?
It’s the western wind, that brings him home again.
Don’t ask him why, he sits and crys
In all those far distant bars, and roadside cafés
Just like an eagle, when he’s caged
You’ll always find him in a rage - till the western wind
Brings him home again
Like the western wind :II
Why ask a heart, why it travels so?
In search of things that it may never know.
Try and understand him, if you can
He only knows his only plan - is with the western wind to
Bring him home again
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Old Faded Photo
04:26
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Old Faded Photo
In this house, of broken boards and wood, that used to stand so tall.
Covered by the sun and a partly shingled roof, and a room where I’d heard mama call
There’s an old faded photo, hanging on the wall
Memories of a childhood, I once knew before the fall
A fall from grace left its mark on this place, will those old memories ever
set me free
But now and again I wonder what might have been, if those old walls held
the gift of
this pain it would be such a shame.
That passionate prairie stands now before me, I could bask forever in those amber fields of grain
But its harvest now and the time it comes for reaping, but somehow thoses fields don’t look the same
The child that lives within us, in some ways always dies, but I know a life
fully lived is never compromised
And when you take it on the chin, then get up again, well the fall becomes
your friend,
and your spirit makes amends, and your savior points a way, from that cold
old lonely place, toward your new saving grace.
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Songbird
04:04
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Songbird
The songbird comes late at night. The sun she brings an awful fright
Sailing through the atmosphere calling all to come to her.
Some will bend their necks to hear. What some will hear won’t be so clear
Love can take its leave of you
Fear never knows just what to do (And some never know just what to do …with her)
FLYING, WAITING, CREATING DEBATING
Hope it stands in an empty hall
Fear it waits for you to fall
Such silence it can carry you, to a place that offers such a view
HOPING, WANDERING, SUFFERING, LOVING
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Somewhere In Time
04:19
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Somewhere In Time
All I know, is that I stood somewhere in time w/ you
Now it seems like a dream, at my age things seem long overdue.
I've read all about astro-physics, and a little 'bout relativity
But I can't pretend to know, much more than I'm able to see
I see you in constant rays of light, that shoot like beams through the night
I wanna follow their magic light until.
Over and over, and over again, I will see you and free you and feed you my friend
and then I'll stand there beside you, like all lost lovers do
until our flesh fades from view, and time holds no value.
All I wanna do is feel that I am hell, I'm no extraordinary man
But sometimes when the stars fall from the sky I see their vapor trail and think of you and I.
I've seen couples walking hand in hand w/ a smile on their face
Oh and here I am again, analyzing the whole Damned human race
I ask about politics sex and religion, instead of what it is that makes you smile
I wanna run to you hoping and reaching and grasping until
Over and over, and over again, I will see you, and free you, and feed you my friend
And I'll stand there besides you, like all lost lovers do
And I'll hold you and love you, until our flesh fades from view.
Of all the time that ever was, and the time that will ever be, this sun shines down now, on you and me
We stood between the span of the sun and moon, under these same starry night Van Gough knew
I know it's crazy to believe I know it's crazy to conceive,
this beautiful coincidence between you and me
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The Picnic
02:01
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THE PICNIC Composer paul adams BMI
Last night while lying in the sand, half awake, half asleep being caressed by the sound of waves (Hitting the beach). I noticed the rather cryptic list of ingredients printed on the side of my sweetheart’s empty salad bottle.
Just fifteen minutes earlier Monosodium Glutamate, Polydiglicerides, and ascorbic acid danced in a single file stream, passing over her lips, gently, gliding with grace, to her stomach, anxiously awaiting absorption.
How I envy those chemicals and wish that just this once - I wouldn't be so concerned, with organic gardening.
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Paul Adams Illinois
Paul Adams is a musician, writer, Instrument maker and poet with his 10 albums as well as those by David Hoffman (Former arranger Ray Charles). His music is regularly featured on Satellite Radio such as Sirius/xm, Pandora, Music Choice, AOL, and runs from New Age, to Eclectic, Acoustic, and World Fusion. He also teaches how to use music for therapeutic purposes. His website is www.pauladams.org ... more
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