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Promise
03:15
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2. |
How Shall I Carry On
03:26
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We’re sending solders home to God before the world’s end
Claim every life spent is a means to defend
Fundamental zealots and the President on strings
Taping conversations and the songs that free birds sing
We’re taught less about love and more how to be afraid
Spending billions on a message about a enemy at our gate
It’s always a war for the sake of a few men’s needs
We could use all that money to get New Orleans off its knees
Citizens’ get fooled by patriotic schemes
Solders fighting for reasons not what they seem
Commander wants more money to get the job done
While the land of freedom has a lot of people with none
Love come around
Love come around
We have been divided and the hounds have come unbound
Love come around
Won’t love come around?
Come on stick together
Don’t give up on me now
Cause my door is open
My sign says come
Economy of Love
Let’s grow it
Let someone you don’t know
Let them know that have been loved tonight
What have we been learning since a Vietnam
Is how to kill them in the jungles now how to in sand
What have we been learning since the two towers fell
In the name of heaven we raised a lot of hell
We fear each other when our government should fear us
Think the rest of the world should be living like us
Distracted, dumbfounded, disease of decadence
NWO laughing while we feed inside the fence
Love come around
Love come around
We have been divided and the hounds have come unbound
Love come around
Won’t love come around?
Come on stick together
Don’t give up on me now
Cause my door is open
My sign says come
Economy of Love
Let’s grow it
Let someone you don’t know
Let them know that have been loved tonight
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4. |
Empty Hand
03:04
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You don’t know what to do with your Fridays anymore
All you know is where you will be on Monday when you go out the door
Time like a hammer and nail on your casket and on your courage again
You got an empty hand
Give me your hand
You got a empty hand
I’m not a empty man
But you got empty hand
Don’t you know love demands a starling
You think you are free
Don’t you know your fear gives all the orders
Say there’s no love in your heart
It was never anyone other than you who built the borders
I kick at the jukebox ask why it plays trash
You put in another quarter
You got an empty hand
Give me your hand
You got a empty hand
I’m not a empty man
But you got empty hand
Don’t you know love demands a starling
Starling
Don’t loose me tonight
Starling
Open up your sky
Starling
Don’t loose me tonight
Cause were too young to die
But too old to tell such lies
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5. |
The Memory and Pain
04:13
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I was lost but I am returning
Like a new born baby
In a old world turning
Do what I fear to do
let fear loose itself
Down a darkened hallway
That I have now stepped out
I was lost but am returning
Descending doves
Lift me up from my hurting
The mistakes I made
Become thin air
Luck a choice to answer
What’s always been there
I was lost but I am returning
To the place I was
Before I started learning
The failures of others
And their truths over me
Without fear or force
But trust in harmony
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You can’t kill this love that I’ve been born with
Put you in mazes to places that look the same as other places
Becoming complacent with water fluoridation
Give you an education and they don’t care if those roads lead nowhere.
Manipulated seeds, the flight of bees
Lost in darkened seas with silent screams
Cashless society, marks of beast
Exhausted from computer screens, tv reality scenes
It’s only when you close your eyes you can truly see it
The child transmits and I am receiving
In the arms of the forest no churches needed for believing
Defined by only what you go, let go
We are awake now
Dancing around this fire
My body, heart and breath now
Are one with the beating of a drum
Putting things in cages, circuses, breeding ground, zoos, in front of children’s faces
We talk of freedom when we are the ones who live in really big cages
Keep us in the state of relating to what you propagate
A sickness and a cure, both of which you create
Makes me sicker the more I take
The more sickness there is the more you make
But your not going to make it from me
I don’t need a flu shot for free
We are awake now
Dancing around this fire
My body, heart and breath now
Are one with the beating of a drum
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8. |
Secret Behind the Sun
05:57
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These eyes have been blinded
By the ashes of American dreams
Can’t afford to call the doctor
Hard believe in the land of the free
It’s a masquerade of peace
Using mothers sons in every useless war
These days everyone got the fight inside them
More fight than reasons for
They’re sure to give us fear
Be prepared to be profiled
Watch out for what someone could be hiding
Could be a gun
Could be the latest style
We are going to rise up
Off of our knees
And catch that wing of a dove
In the dirt and blood among the leaves
When there is no will for power
When we care less about whose won
It is then we will know
The secret behind the sun
I am sun
I am the sun that gives light to the sun
Maxed out in isolation
Intoxicated by the seeds
We no longer want what you’ve been feeding us
We know what goes on behind the scenes
We don t need to kill in the name of religion
Your religion is an enemy of God
I am not sure these days where God is
But I surly know where he is not
We are going to rise up
Off of our knees
And catch that wing of a dove
In the dirt and blood among the leaves
When there is no will for power
When we care less about whose won
It is then we will know
The secret behind the sun
I am sun that gives light to the sun
Come on people rise
Say it like you mean it
Peace could be a smile
For someone who has never seen one
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9. |
Get me out of this Town
04:32
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10. |
This Time Around
02:56
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11. |
We Are Alive
04:36
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Jack Harlan Calgary, Alberta
Lyrical firestorms, foot stomping and soft introspection of Alternative Folk, Indie & Experimental Roots.
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