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Garden of Sound
02:53
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I lay down
In a garden of sound
And I remembered
I remembered
Inside of you
Is a place that has never been wounded
Don’t you remember?
Don’t you remember?
And when the fall comes
All the crimson and crocuses
Will set you free
Walk in your mind
And cut out the strains of unkindness
It’s for the better
It’s for the better
Nectar of noon
And the medicine of moonlight
Help you feel better
Help you feel better
And when the bugs bite
All the sunlight and crocuses
Will set you free
I hear it all
I hear it all
In the garden of sound
In the garden of sound
I hear it all
I hear it all
In the garden of sound
In the garden of sound
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2. |
Long Drive
02:44
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You’re a crack in my reality
A theater with a broken screen
A traffic light dying in the dark
Do I stop or do I go
Or slow down listen to the radio
And ride the avenues till morning light?
On the long drive
You’re a ghost in the machinery
Human error, anomaly
The one mosquito buzzing in the bedroom
How do I make the days go by
With a fever dream but a mellow mind
Without crying for no reason on the highway?
On the long drive
On the long drive
You’re a whisper in a screaming scene
Of telephone wires and flashing screens
Of buy-one’s and get-one’s free
Try to listen, try to find
Another day, another peace of mind
Without racing through the wires of my dreams
On the long drive
On the long drive
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3. |
Days, Nights
03:26
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The mornings are dim
The evenings are long
Since you’ve been around
Every flower I once knew has been
Hollowed through and hung out on the line
And I sit and I think
And I hope and I wait
And I watch you take over while
The air disappears
And the wind’s a persistent beast
That rattles every corner of the mind
And when it’s time I’ll know
To stay or follow
This winter could be
Spring tomorrow
The days have been grey
The nights have been cold
Since you’ve been away
Every memory and photograph
Muddied up the river far behind
And I laugh and I cry
And I cry and I laugh
And I wash away tears
And I look at the clouds
And the trees sweetly whisper
That somewhere in the moment you’re around
And when it’s time I’ll know
To take or borrow
The love you left me
For tomorrow
Or give it away and
Move through the sorrow
And when it’s time I’ll know
To take or borrow
The love you left me
For tomorrow
Or give it away and
Move through the sorrow
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4. |
Time Away From Time
04:15
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Do you agree
That every day slips into night
Every word is a lie?
A movement of lips
Gone as fast as a kiss
From a lover of just one night
Everyone I love will die
I am only
A moment to a mountain
A droplet to the sea
And the ancient seeds live in me
I know the river
She’s a friend of mine
Sparse and serpentine
She lives her freedom
And I live mine
Can she always be that kind?
Can she always be that kind?
Steer me away from
The minutes and the hours into
The desert and the pines
Time away from time
Time away from time
The light lingered longer
And we found some other stones to turn
Another prophecy to burn
I feel the swell
Surround me from time to time
There are still mountains in my mind
Steer me into
The valleys and the orchards
The desert and the pines
Time away from time
Thoughts away from mind
Steer me into
The sweetness of the sea
And the ether of the sky
Time away from time
Time away from time
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In the San Juans
In the valley
I crossed a border in between
I cut loose
I came clean
And I drank a cup of honesty
Pulsing waters
Bending streams
I let the winds envelop me
When the world was a boulder
Heavy on my shoulders
I’d remember flying
In circles and circles around
My childhood home
I remembered diving
In circles and circles around
My childhood home
And I crawled through a maze
In the desert of youth
In awe, amazed at what I could do
When I took matters into
My own hands
And when silence
Turns into sound
Will this person be around?
Will you still be around?
Will you still be around?
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6. |
Martha Plays
00:44
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7. |
I'm No Prisoner of Time
02:29
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I have walked hours without rest
Through deepest wells of my memory
Carving through the tangling of roots
And clearing out things too heavy
There I found a sky within a sky
And the dirt beneath the ground so unleveled
Blindly seeing the forest for the trees
And missing all the golds and emeralds
I’m here to release myself from time again
I have dreamt of happiness to come
So much that I forget the flowers in my hands
If I stay here, if I don’t wander
I won’t be a prisoner of time again
I’m here to release myself from time again
I have lost the woman I could be
To a wild weathered mind and flood of sorrow
Will I stay here in the oceans I bleed
Or will I walk the rivers of tomorrow?
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Ramble
03:09
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I see the blossom in your weathered skin
And through the whisper of each strangled song
And though some melodies are caving in
They will soon burst into a mountain strong
Babe you will run
At full speed once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on back
To my door
There are corners to the clouds up there
And they get hard sometimes to dance around
So I fall down and get a raspberried knee
Well that’s okay sometimes to cry about
‘Cause babe you will run
On two feet once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on back
To my door
There’s a thrush in the chorus
Like a little star singing
And I reckon with the worst storms in me
What will this newness bring?
Babe you will run
At full speed once more
Babe you will climb
To the tallest leaves
On the sycamore
And ramble on home
To my door
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9. |
Illusion Sublime
04:30
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I’m balancing
The west and the east
In the tributaries of my mind
And whether it’s time to bend
The circle again
Find another trail to grind
Another love to intertwine
Another freeway to ride
When the dawn rolls around
And the warblers sound
And the blood moon is hanging low
I’ll be gone when the fog
Of ambivalence burns off but
I have no place to go
Away from silver cities and smoke
Away from everything I’ve known
When I’m gone away
Will you still miss me in your life?
Or am I just a dog-eared page
In the margins of your mind?
I’ve been trying to set aside
All the howls and the cries
So saccharine
The honey and the wine
And the harvest green and ripe
I have wandered these hills
With joy and still
My hollowness creeps by
Where the rivers divide
And where the years forget time
When I’m gone away
Will you still miss me in your life?
Or am I just a dog-eared page
In the margins of your mind?
I’ve been trying to set aside
All the hows and the whys
When the evening debuts
And the reds and the blues
Melt to violet at twilight
I will hum over a guitar
And serenade the stars
And the world that’s intangibly wide
And bends through an indigo of light
It’s an illusion sublime
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Eliza Edens Brooklyn, New York
guitar poet
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