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I Am Afraid
05:36
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I Am Afraid
I have never known an innocent love
I've never left behind
The fear that binds my hands
That whispers that my plans
Are nothing but the pipe dreams
Of a hopeless and wandering fool
I have never had a childhood
So I never left behind
The need to have it my way
The sense of deep decay
I hate to admit this, but I am afraid
I am afraid of the drink
I'm afraid of the things I might do
I'm afraid of everything happening all at once
I'm afraid I'll mean nothing to you
I have never known to do my best
Though I had heard the phrase
I have learned to take what I get
You force the hand of fate
You live with regrets
You lose your place
I thought I knew what I was getting into
I'd like to take that back
I can't read the meter no more
The train has left the tracks
I know that it's better this way
But I am afraid
I am afraid of the drink
I'm afraid of the things I might do
I'm afraid of everything happening all at once
i'm afraid I'll mean nothing to you
I have seldom lied to save my pride
It doesn't cross my mind
To protect a part of me
I seldom even see
I pretend you and I are the same
But I am afraid
I am afraid of the truth
I'm afraid of the things it might mean
I'm afraid of dying with my music unwritten
I'm afraid of living my dream
So please bear in mind
I'm still a child
I'm sorry I'm still
So clumsy and wild
You seem to expect
So much out of me
I cannot forgive myself
The sins I don't see
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America
04:57
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America
Let freedom ring
That’s what the fireworks are saying in the dark
We never need a reason really
But occasion strikes a spark
America, that person doesn’t live here anymore
Is this who we’re fighting for?
Do we still believe in what the father’s lit the torches for?
And do we care that all our children grow up refugees of war?
America, your flags are burning bright on every shore
It’s not worth it anymore.
We came, huddled and stained
From the shadow of slavery and pain
We’ve got fire in our blood,
I pray to God that there’s a heaven up above
The greatest loss is we’ve forgotten how to find out who we are
And as for what the future holds, well no one looks ahead that far
America, you’re shining with the luster of a dying star
We came, huddled and stained
From the shadow of slavery and pain
We’ve got fire in our blood,
I pray to God that there’s a heaven up above
You can’t throw money at this problem
A real solution must be learned
A global consciousness is not a natural state
It must be earned
Let freedom ring
That’s the excuse that we’ve been using all these years
And if we followed Jesus Christ than all our boys would be right here
In America, we’ve woven you a tapestry of tears
We came, huddled and stained
From the shadow of slavery and pain
We’ve got fire in our blood,
I pray to God that there’s a heaven up above
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Extraordinary World
04:29
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Extraordinary World
All my friends have asked me,
"What is it you do? Where do you feel you belong?"
I've tried to make a difference, to start a career
But I just keep writing songs
And I,
I come on too strong
To seem like an extraordinary girl
I've waited this long just to find
That everything we do all by itself is unextraordinary
We live in an extraordinary world
Maybe it's the air out here
Or the mountains singin' to the sky
But all my plans seem foolish when I remember
Everyone I know will die
And I,
I come on too strong
To seem like an extraordinary girl
I've waited this long just to find
That everything we do all by itself is unextraordinary
We live in an extraordinary world
I will shake your hand
But I will keep my counsel hid
You can't make me do it
I don't have time to explain myself to you
Out behind the dumpsters and under the heatlamps
And in the dining room
Everyone dresses the same every day
Like they're in a cartoon
I will shake your hand
But I will keep my counsel hid
You can't make me do it
I don't have time to explain myself to you
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You're My Angel
05:52
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You're My Angel
I remember drinkin' wine in the valley
Your demons were a-talkin' to mine
And you prayed
You prayed like you were callin'
Somethin' down that you needed to find
And you broke
You broke with your tradition
Even while you were breakin' inside
And you made it into somethin' beautiful
Into someone beautiful
You clear my mind
Like a sunset over Canebeds, honey,
You free my doubt
Like a herd of wild horses runnin'
You smooth my brow
Like a seashell in all of its wanderin'
You hold my hand
Like you're my brother,
Like you're my father,
Like you're my friend
Like you're my child
Like you're my angel
You're my angel
You're my angel
You're my angel
Late December drivin' out of the valley
You must have been thinkin'
"Now, what have I done?"
But we made
We made a promise to each other
To always be there but not to hold on
So you stayed
Standin' in the river
Hands thrown up to the fallin' snow
And you waited 'til I came sailin' home
You clear my mind
Like a sunset over Canebeds, honey,
You free my doubt
Like a herd of wild horses runnin'
You smooth my brow
Like a seashell in all of its wanderin'
You hold my hand
Like you're my brother,
Like you're my father,
Like you're my friend
Like you're my child
Like you're my angel
You are my angel
You're my angel
You are my angel
You're my angel
You are my angel
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Kilimanjaro
05:39
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Kilimanjaro
I read your book today
it couldn't help but translate itself
Rolling back the canvas on an uncommon wealth
Uncommon wealth
Testing the mains
They still play that song on the underground
They still hold all the copyrights on same
You were so televised
I couldn't tell the blond from the red
Coding for the war machine that you thought you'd fled
You thought you'd fled
They gave you a job
They opened up their catalog
And showed you all the things you haven't got
The things you haven't got.
Kilimanjaro, you look so strange
Hiding in this mountain range
Don't follow anyone who say
It's easier to walk away
Get out of bed before you pray
Kilimanjaro, you make your own way
Don't you know we've all got pain?
Cascading down
Through all the memories you've shared
Runs a thread so hot and dangerous
I'd probably blind you just by speaking of the sight
Speaking of the sight
Hands on the reigns
Your masters never showed you
Dragons always handle different on the chain
You've swallowed everything they told you
Tales they read you off the internet
And why shouldn't you believe them?
They're your only reply
Only reply
UCLA is no place for a young lady
To begin her education on the human race
The human race
Kilimanjaro, you look so strange
Hiding in this mountain range
Don't follow anyone who say
It's easier to walk away
Get out of bed before you pray
Kilimanjaro, you make your own way
Don't you know we've all got pain?
And now I'm sitting in your kitchen
With my heart in my mouth
I cried unto your ignorance
And oh, you caught the sound
You caught the sound
The rupture of bass
The constant cracking of the back and forth
Between eternity and age
Between reality and grace
Kilimanjaro, you look so strange
Hiding in this mountain range
Don't follow anyone who say
It's easier to walk away
Get out of bed before you pray
Kilimanjaro, you make your own way
Don't you know we've all got pain?
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6. |
When to Mend
02:10
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When to Mend
Written with Laura Lounsbury
Sure the leaves are changin'
And the winter is a-threatenin' the land
Sure enough by ten years gone
I knew that I would know where I stand
And it sure has been a mystery to me
When to mend and when to let it be
And it sure has been the aching of
The many million children of
The greater and the lesser of
The gods that we have ruled us in our age.
Sure I know I must press on
Though I know I have left someone behind
Sure I know if I head south
The south will be exactly what I find
And it sure has been a mystery to me
When to mend and when to let it be
And it sure has been the aching of
The prodigals and messengers
Dispatched in all directions
That has opened up the meaning of the cross.
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7. |
These Are the Blues
03:59
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These Are the Blues
These are the blues
Once in a while you can feel 'em hard and true
Clippin' along behind a shooting star
Holdin' a place down at the end of the bar
Jazz ain't nothin' but a bunch of broken rules
If I left
If I left I'd be a fool
I'd be a fool
Oh I'd be a fool
If I left you
In red and gold
I lose the sense of all the good things I've been told
Dreamin' out loud to give my head a rest
Every crashin' wave on earth must have a crest
I wouldn't be nothin' if i wasn't just somebody else's tool
But if i left I'd be a fool
I'd be a fool
Oh I'd be a fool
If I left you
Oh, it would be so easy
To walk away, to walk away, to run
Oh, it would be so easy
To drop my feet from the runnin' board
Hit the ground rollin' and give it all back to the road
Green as we all begin
It's the readin' out loud that has saved my soul from sin
Sin is bein' trapped by what you fear most of all
Your soul's the storm that rips the answer from the call
Call me old-fashioned and I'll answer if I choose
But if I left
I'd be a fool
I'd be a fool
I'd be a fool
Oh I'd be a fool
If I left you
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8. |
Angelo
04:48
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Angelo
Every now and then I think of you
Every time I breathe
Or drink a glass of wine
Or look at the sky
It's a crime how much I lean on this
Robbing the dead
I thought I was hardier then this
I guess closure's a myth
Angelo
How did you know me so well?
Emptiness comes in so many forms
As you know well my love
Angelo
How did you break me down this far
I don't even remember who I was before
Ooooh...
On the days I let my thoughts drift by
All I can see is
Two hands forming up a cloud
Over Idaho
I cried for you baby on the Rockville Bench
Takin' a bow
I thought I was crying for myself
But then I saw the crowd
Angelo
How did you know me so well?
Emptiness comes in so many forms
As you know well my love
Angelo
How did you break me down this far
I don't even remember who I was before
Ooooh...
Ooooh...
Angelo
How did you know me so well?
Emptiness comes in so many forms
As you know well my love
Angelo
How did you break me down this far
I don't even remember who I was before
Ooooh...
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9. |
Lifetimes
04:36
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Lifetimes
Kill to sleep, sleep to dream of nothing
I'd trade these drugs for something more effective
Looking back at cancelled eyes
This piece of glass is the least reflective
Of all the shiny things
I have seen in my lifetimes
I was born beneath the beast
As I grew my mark became a problem
Twenty years of solitary calculation
How to put my skills to use?
I have no shiny things
But I do have my lifetimes
I don't know many things
But I do know where my lifetimes lead me
Oh
How many people have I been today?
There's nothing like cutting loose and drifting away
I'm still a child, I've got years to pay
I don't know anybody who gets the easy way
Nobody I know is really okay
Now that I have learned the truth about my maker
Is there nothing left but what he gave me?
Twenty years of being locked inside the basement
What would happen if I got some air?
What if I let the sunshine into my lifetimes?
Oh
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Old man lying
by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
from the weight of the load
And the buildings scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Blind man running
through the light
of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down
to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing
through the window
in the rain,
Can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying
in a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.
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Christina Osborn Portland, Oregon
Christina Osborn is a multi-instrumentalist and songwriter who feels she hails equally from Ann Arbor, Michigan and St. George, Utah. She is a founding member of American old-time duo The Wules. In 2016 she moved to Portland, Oregon, where she spends most of her time learning fiddle tunes and crocheting hats. ... more
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