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Crooked Tree
04:46
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Sunbeams shining through the trees
Standing tall to shelter all beneath the comfort of the shade
A song in the breath of the wind
Like a bird I sing with the tune
To a carefree time of lullabies and nights beneath the stars
I wish this would never end
What a gift it is to see the beauty of an old crooked tree
Blowing like leaves of the past
Unveiling scars of heavy winds and when the lightning tore my soul
I prayed that I would not fall
Glowing in the warmth of the fire
Burning bright with memories of a past that fuels the flames
I hope I remember the names
What a gift it is to see the beauty of an old crooked tree
That sun is laying low
And the storms in the distance sound the call
You can lean on me, I'll never let you down
Together we’ll stand tall
Let it be love that I sow
Every seed of Spring's eternal warmth reminds us we must grow
Now is the time to begin
In the end my life is in your hands
Cut me down for a better view if I was only in the way
My song is still playing in the wind
What a gift it is to see the beauty of an old crooked tree
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2. |
Where Are The Angels
07:00
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Where are the angels, where are the angels today
I fear we’ve lost our way
I feel it under my feet
Time to get up out of your seats today
I think we better face the heat
And join our brothers out on the street today
So there’s one thing left to say
We can start a brand new day
When we're all long gone
To let the children sing the song
And they’ll hold hands
All as one
Where are the angels, where are the angels today
This hate just won't give way
A hundred million eyes to see
Another brother under your knee again
Again
We think we’ve come along so far
But now we're screaming I can’t breathe again
So there’s one thing left to say
We can start a brand new day
When we’re all long gone To let the children sing their song
And they’ll hold hands
All as one
Where are the angels, where are the angels today
Just to shed some light our way
If we could only open our hearts
Bring a revolution to the world today
If only we would do our part
And give the kids some hope to spread today
So there’s one thing left to say
We can start a brand new day
When we’re all long gone
To let the children sing their song
And they’ll hold hands
All as one
Where are the angels today
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3. |
What Is A Life
04:54
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Colors in waves while you dream away
A wish on a feather on a stormy day
Push it away where your memories stray
A bloom on a stem slowly decays
What is a life if you no longer see
What is a life if you don’t hold the keys
What is a life without a mind to feed
What is a life if you no longer bleed
Bury the clouds and sow the seeds of whim
A mind’s eye with a vision within
Push it away to where your memories stray
A Brush on the canvas but there’s nothing to paint
What is a life if you no longer see
What is a life if you don’t hold the keys
What is a life without a mind to feed
What is a life if you no longer bleed
I’m a servant of love on a bed of nails
Windows of time on a golden swing
Float in the sky and let your mind swim
Push it away where your memories stray
Colors fade with nothing left to say
What is a life if you no longer see
What is a life if you don’t hold the keys
What is a life without a mind to feed
What is a life if you no longer bleed
What is a life if you no longer see
(I’m a servant of love on a bed of nails)
What is a life if you don’t hold the keys
(I’m a servant of love on a bed of nails)
What is a life without a mind to feed
(I’m a servant of love on a bed of nails)
What is a life if you no longer bleed
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4. |
Say Goodbye
03:59
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I’m amazed with the ways you hold me
I’m amazed with the ways you cut me
It took me too long to find out you don’t love me
I’m just calling out a name into the darkness of the night
To take me in and tell me it’s alright
Said it’s alright
La da da da
If I could just hold on till daylight
If I could just hold back the rain
And let the sun shine through the panes
Maybe then I’d see, through eyes, the fragile lies you’ve told Under the mask of a broken soul
A broken soul
La da da da
I don’t care if you say you’re sorry
I don’t care if you say you’ll change
Your precious words won’t buy back all the pain
And I wish that all you said was true, but we know there’s no light
I think it’s time we say goodbye
Say goodbye
La da da da
I’m amazed with the ways you hold me
I’m amazed with the ways you cut me
It took me too long to find out you don’t love me
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5. |
War That Can't Be Won
04:58
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Raven Singing in the cold pale night
Raven singing with the bullets in flight
Darkness falling from a fiery sky
Rain is pouring from a widow’s eye
I’m standing on the edge
Looking down
On a war that can’t be won
Soldiers comin with a fire in their eyes
Soldiers comin with their guns held high
Close your eyes, don’t you put up no fight
Close your eyes, hold your babies tight
I’m standing on the edge
Looking down
On a war that can’t be won
Future’s falling from a poison sky
Future’s calling with a look in her eyes
Blood is flowing over government gold
Seeds of vengeance will grow no more
I’m standing on the edge
Looking down
On a war that can’t be won
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6. |
Thrown Away
05:22
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When you’re out on your own
When you find no one’s home
When your legs are so heavy
And you just want to run
You watch the cars fly by
Just a flicker in the eye
Then you blink at the sunrise
With your head in the clouds
And now it’s all
Just thrown away
As strong a man as I
I still lean on your reply
If this was only just goodbye
It wouldn’t mean so much to me
Dust, it falls like rain
There's nobody left to bear the blame
For all that we ache in our hearts
While it all falls apart
And now it’s all
Just thrown away
Empty halls where we danced
All that I asked was just a chance
If you’d have only given a glance
You would’ve seen I was bleeding
And now it’s all
Just thrown away
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7. |
What Am I
04:20
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What am I supposed to think
The TV is selling guns and wars
Who to despise, gotta settle the score
Who is beautiful, who is not
Who should be happy with what they got
The rich control the needs of the poor
Give up your children to fight in petty ways
Push pills and drugs to set you at death’s door
Na na na na
What am I supposed to feel
Lift a man up just to knock him down
Build up walls on the dark side of town
Decidedly we plea, this ain’t meant to be
You can fight, you can run all night
Set fire to your dreams in the cold moonlight
I’m telling you things ain’t what they seem
Na na na na
What am I supposed to do
March in time, but none is mine
Get an education to fill your mind
But nothing is learned, when all that counts is what’s earned
Just enough to keep the bees busy
Distracted from crimes that make your mind dizzy
Get a job, earn a dime, strip you of your gift of time
Na na na na
What am I supposed to be
Treat ‘em equal don’t put ‘em down
Well why are we painting penitentiaries brown
The message says kindness will set you free
One man shouts love
Another man screams war
A child in the corner cries out “isn’t there more?”
Na na na na
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8. |
Falling In Your Eyes
02:59
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I am so falling in your eyes
I can sleep till the morning rain
And in your teardrops I rise
Through the cracks of the many years by my side
I am so falling in your arms
I can sleep till the morning’s dawn
Against your breast I feel warm
As our hearts pound along to the beat of time
The bees are buzzing in the trees
You got me down on my knees, my honey
Baby just hold me in the breeze
Cause when you do it puts my mind at ease, my honey
So pull me close
Just one more dose of your soul
I am so falling in your heart
I can sleep till the morning stars
And when I wake by your side
Again I’m falling in your eyes
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Michael Jaskewicz New Jersey
Songwriter and
Guitarist, just trying to spread some love through music.
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