1. |
Black Crow Flies
03:00
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Dark sunrise
Black crow flies
Dreams cloud my eyes
Here I’m blind
Stand on my own
Find a way back home
We’ll carry on somehow
Light on your face
Here in this place
Show me how
Our chance is now
Things we said when we met
So much hadn’t happened yet
I know what I thought I’d forget somehow
Take my hand
I understand
Footsteps left behind
More we’ll find
Stand on our own
Find our way back home
See what comes and carry on somehow
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2. |
Waiting Song
04:15
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Some things just seem to take forever
Like a package in the mail.
I sit staring out my window
At a sky that’s grey and pale.
I can’t wait here any longer
The time is late - so are you.
Now the sun comes to its senses
I’ve got so much left to do.
Gotta try to get my face on straight
Gotta figure out the day.
I can see I’ve got no time to waste
As the morning flies away.
Things take longer than I think they should
Things take longer than I thought they would
A thing worth having is worth waiting for
A thing worth having is worth waiting for
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3. |
That's The Way
03:30
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Well you can try to win the game
Or find someone to blame
In the end we’re all the same
You can tell yourself a lie,
Or you can sit right down and cry
Can see your beauty in my eyes?
That’s the way it goes – everybody knows
And it’s okay
It’s gonna be okay
Someone said you can win the world –
all the silver and the gold –
but find a way to hang on to your soul.
You can tell yourself a lie
Or you can sit right down and cry
Someday you’ll see your beauty through my eyes
That’s the way it is
Everybody says
We’re all the same
We’re all the same
Someone said you can win the world –
all the silver and the gold –
remember to hang on to your soul
You can tell yourself a lie
Or you can sit right down and cry
Can you see your beauty in my eyes?
That’s the way it is
Everybody says
We’re all the same
We’re all the same
Hang on, it’s gonna be okay
I know you, it’s gonna be okay
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4. |
Interlude
01:09
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5. |
Third Street
04:01
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The city streets are empty,
The crowds have come and gone
And it’s quiet, cold and still
The rain falls slow and steady
The sidewalk’s dark and cold
under streetlights while I walk
A silent saxophone, a frozen metronome
In the window of a pawn shop
The melancholy whores outside the liquor store
And an old man in a raincoat
The Jade Café is closed now
The empty tables wait at the window in the dark.
The rain falls slow and softly
The sidewalk’s damp and cold in the moonlight
while I walk.
Forgotten photograph, unfinished paragraph,
And a question I won’t ask
A certain melody keeps coming back to me
under streetlights while I walk
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6. |
Saturday Afternoon
06:29
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Saturday afternoon is a party girl walking downtown
Hair up high and her dress too tight.
It’s hot but she doesn’t care.
Go ahead and look.
Little kids down on the corner are playing hopscotch
and Double Dutch on the sidewalk.
Rafael skinned his knee, but he won’t cry.
He wants to stay outside.
Big brothers comb their hair forever and try to look tough in the bathroom.
This time for sure.
Nobody pays attention to the news on Saturdays
except Mr. Gillespie down the block.
You know how he is.
I can hear his tea kettle going on and on and on and on and on.
Betty is breading up plenty of butter fish in the kitchen
down at the Mile High Club.
You know how these college kids get
when they come in here after a couple of beers.
“Don’t you slam that door on me! I’m talking to you!”
There they go again - that young couple in Number 9.
Then they come out holding hands and looking shy.
I hear Francine is expecting a baby come November, but she hasn’t said so to me.
My mama says it’s a shame - she’s such a pretty little thing.
The sun goes down late in the summer months and that suits me right down to the ground.
Papa says the grill is hot - “Come and get it!”
Saturday afternoon.
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7. |
Liberty
04:10
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Occurance
Innocence
Reticence
Ignorance
Sustenance
Arrogance
Consequence
Convulsion
Revulsion
Revision
Resolution
Creation
Seedling
Slipstream
Sapling
Smoking
Ashes
Compassion
Pick up the book - Inhale the words
Release the catch - Uncage the birds
Now stand in space - Now wave your arms
Amazing grace - and safe from harm
I realize, I sympathize, I understand
And Open hands
Charity begins in the beginning – Destiny a trick of the mind
Ecstasy is blowing out the candles - Legacy is something left behind
Harmony is filtered through the curtains - Honesty a fluctuating thing
Liberty is a bird outside the window.
Liberty, liberty…
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8. |
Nervous
01:11
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9. |
My Favorite Part
04:25
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I’ll meet you down the road
we’ll walk along the shore
a place where we
can be alone
My favorite part is the way you talk
My favorite part - the way you look
All this is marvelous
All this is magic
All this is rapturous
All this is music
All this is marvelous
All this is magic
All this is rapturous
We’ll find a place in the park
Where they have a band
they play those songs
the ones we love
My favorite part is just the way you laugh
My favorite part is the way you look at me
At night we’ll take a ride
anywhere
Just to spread our wings
Just to get some air
My favorite part is the way you laugh
My favorite part – the way you look, look at me
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10. |
Since You Asked
04:33
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Does this technology arouse anxiety?
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11. |
Standing In Water
04:28
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You’re standing in the water.
You know there’s so much more.
And it’s better late than never,
and it’s never been like this before.
You’re standing in a moving stream
clear sky overhead.
Take your time but let’s be honest
you see the sun is red.
Breathe in and then breathe out, following a thread.
Eyes wide and hand on heart
remember what’s been said.
You’re standing at the crossroads
not sure which way to go.
Scan the stars for some direction,
time to trust in what you know.
Breathe in and then breathe out, following a thread.
Eyes wide and hand on heart
remember what’s been said.
You’re standing in the water.
The river takes its time.
But you feel there’s just this moment for you to make up your mind.
It’s just a day and it’s everything, and somehow, it’s alright.
Raise your eyes and look around. Lift your arms, take flight.
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12. |
Without You
02:36
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Without you, I’d redecorate
Without you, I could concentrate
Without you, I would stay up late
Maybe I’d even meditate.
If you go without a trace
I’d be sad, I’d miss your face
I’d have room and lots of space
But I could go any place
Without you
If you leave I’d be on my own,
Lie in bed sleeping all alone
I’d stay up talking on the phone
Without you, Without you.
If you left I’d send the laundry out
I’d turn up all my favorite songs
What’s the use without you around?
Without you. Without you.
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OurTown San Francisco, California
Music floats freely, across time and borders.
We haven’t been in the same room for many years, but made
this music together.
The three of us, living in Yokohama, San Francisco, Toulouse.
Elizabeth Levett Fortier is in Dreamchair Music
Marcos Fernandes is a musician and soundartist
William Gibson plays guitar
Our Town is your town, enjoy, friendships are for life.
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