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Our hearts don’t pump inherited blood
who knows, there may be joy across the sea let’s set out, let’s count the stars about
full darkness falls
our feet can run till our pockets are turned out
and I want to settle down
an apartment in a town
away from streams and falling trees we can go eat Japanese
and I want you to fly a plane we’ll ascend on through the rain I will say I love you and jump out and my body will survive
...if my parachute comes out
lets go see the world
I’m needing out, and
let’s go see the world....
till our pockets are turned out
and I want to grab my board
surf the barrels of north shore
but I would just get pummeled in that wave getting worked in the sand with my face and there'd be nothin left to save
lets go see the world I’m needing out, and let’s go see the world.... we’ll shout it out
lets go see the world
we’ll just mess about
lets go see the world
lets go see the world
till our pockets are turned out so what’s stopping us
I can see
that you’ll wander with me..... lets go see the world
I’m needing out, and
let’s go see the world....
till our pockets are turned out till our pockets are turned out
and I’d like to join a band
play in cities if I can
with people holding candles in the cold dancing silhouettes under the moon but I can’t now I am old
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Hand in Hand
04:21
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Hurricane Sara
03:20
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you said you’d never say that again
I said “it was just a minor sin”
you said “I should smack that little smile off your face”
I reply “no smile twas my chagrin”
oh the webs we weave
but what I mean is darling please don’t leave
you said you’d never do that again
I said “don’t lets talk in front of friends”
but you laid out a map of all my faults for all to see
could I stop theses waves from cracking our topography
oh, and oh the webs we weave
but what I mean is darling please don’t leave
what I mean is darling please don’t leave
Let the dust settle between us before you breath it in
Time is of the essence
every now and then but...
feelings come and feelings go
however, you should know
What I just said,
Those poorly chosen words
they ain't retractable
so I can’t take em back, I can’t keep em in
I cannot take it back, won’t keep it in, won’t be responsible
I cannot take it back, can’t keep it in, won’t be responsible...
but then am I to think it’s over now?
A hand to hold, heart to touch
but every damn word meant so much
and
meanings come and meanings go
I just though that you should know
What I just said,
Those few well chosen words, they ain't retractable
so I won’t take em back, won’t keep em in oh
I cannot take it back, can’t keep it in, won’t be responsible
I cannot take it back, can’t keep it in, won’t be responsible
am I to think it’s over now
oh the webs we weave
oh the webs we weave
what I mean is darling please don’t leave
you said we could spend some time that night
I was just upset because it didn't turn out right
a night like that left nothing for me to give
what else did you expect but my discordant expletives?
and oh the webs we weave
oh the webs we weave
what I mean is darling please don’t leave
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When I Win the Lottery
03:40
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Well I lost an eye in Mexico
Lost two teeth where I don't know
People see me comin' and they move to the other side of the road
I robbed a liquor store to make myself at home a few times
Borrowed myself a car when I needed it
I got me a shack at the bottom of the road
Fixin' cars and givin' tows
Spendin' all my money on the lottery
When I win the lottery gonna buy all girls on my block
A color TV and a bottle of French perfume
When I win the lottery gonna donate half my money to the city
So they have to name a street or a school or a park after me
When I win the lottery
Never run a flag up a pole
Like mr. red, white, and blue down the road
But I never called myself a hero for killing unknown communists
Now I can walk into any old bar
And find a fight without looking too hard
But I never killed someone I don't know just 'cause someone told me to
And when I win the lottery
Gonna buy the house next to mr. red, white and blue
And when I win the lottery
Gonna buy Post 306 American Legion, paint it red with five gold stars
When I win the lottery
When the end comes to this old world
The rights will cry and the rest will curl up
And God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine
'Cause we zig and zag between good and bad
Stumble and fall on right and wrong
'Cause the tumbling dice and the luck of the draw just leads us on
And when I win the lottery, gonna buy all the girls on my block
Silver-plated six shooters and a quart of the finest highland scotch
'Cause when I win the lottery, the rights will shake their heads and say that
God is good but surely works in mysterious ways
When I win the lottery
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Full Dark
03:56
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oh, good lord
every year seem harder
oh, good lord
I can’t wish it away
my sons and my daughters
my sons and my daughters
oh, daddy when will you come home
over
let this be over
just let this be over
so soon
I’ve crossed this country five times in a year
and I’ve have no driving songs
lately I’ve been fueled by sorrow
and I’ve been alone too long
You set out to make gardens
And all sorts of beauty came up from the ground
you made us all see for once that piss can be colors that you wear around
and a buzz arose in Georgia
but the living could not be found
I set out, and I drove through Tennessee
mile after mile I am saddened
but Missouri loves company
and I made it to the boarder
of Wyoming for lukewarm tea
now I’m so far from home
these Oregon sunsets now are becoming so dull
now I’m so far from being young anymore
and those sandhill cranes seemed more solemn then before
love can wait, said no lover ever
oh, honey when will you come home
love can wait, said no lover ever
said no lover ever
no lover ever
no lover ever
A little bit of this
claptrap is art
but I can’t tell which
so I guess I’ll just throw it away come back and do it over
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Aaron Gibson Logsden, Oregon
Called "truly unique"and "emotionally charged" by Get it on Vinyl, and described as “Masterful” by the A&M Arts Examiner, Aaron Gibson's distinctive style of playing perfectly supports his storytelling. Aaron, along with his wife and children, have their roots in a small tribal community near the Oregon coast where his poetic pursuits permeate his songwriting, visual art and woodworking. ... more
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The wonderful Nahuel Bronzini!
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The Peripheral Arc : Volume I
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Driving across the US this week and Gustaf's music is a perfect traveling companion. The Peripheral Arc is chill and delicate in parts, then has dramatic moments perfect for the passing country side.
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I greatly admire Steve and all of his music. Like all of his releases, this album is distinctly profound in so many respects. It may cause you to feel things you least expect, and question things you have never questioned before. Sit down, relax, and enjoy this like you would a delicious home-cooked meal. Your appetite will appreciate it. :)
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