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Phantom In The Breeze
03:59
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When I was a baby I could feel what I believed
But I could not articulate the phantoms in the breeze
And I came home to find another way
But by the time I turned my mind
The way had turned away
And everyone I thought I knew
I could not recognize
And I became a phantom in the breeze
But in disguise
Now Jesus was a friend of mine until I was a man
And that was when the dogma and the karma hit the fan
So I left home to find another way
But by the dusk and by the dawn
The night devours the day
And every bite I took would leave
The taste but not the meal
And I became a heart that beat
To think but not to feel
Now I am home to find another way
And I will spin the wheel of zen…
...to be or not to be
And every resurrection is
The world without the end
And every new direction is
The place where you begin
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Eulogy
03:47
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I once had a dream I didn’t make it
Heard my eulogy from in my casket
You can’t kill a dream but you can break it
His poor heart just couldn’t take it
And it beat to the sound of the feet on the ground
But death’s a dirty habit, you can kick it
And you’ll be cleaner than a sticky wicket
You just bought a one-way ticket
Everybody dies three times
First time’s when your body dies
Second time is when your spirit
Learns how to fly, fly, fly
And the third time is the last time
Anybody says your name
And you let you go of your ego
And you’re ready for the next
Game up, game out
You scream and you shout
All yours, all mine
That’s how you have a good time….
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
Let me tell you what this is about
There’s no guarantee your life will allow
One more moment so the moment is now
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Beautiful
03:23
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Seen My Soul
03:52
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Well the night comes up and the sun goes down
I got my sneakers on my feet and my feet on the ground
I got my one-y lit and my girl is gone
I got a brand new beat, I got a brand new song
I got the words flowing out as if you would know
You got the tap dance baby and I’m sick of the show
I got a girl on my left and a boy on my right
They’re going on and on, I’m going off tonight
You put up a barrier, you build a fence
You blow up your house, you live in a tent
You give up your power, your power’s all gone
You’re living like clutter all over the lawn
Then you mow it all down, you give yourself time
Time to grow and mess with your mind
You’re acting crazy, you’re acting so rude
The rest is history, the rest is soul-food
Has anybody seen my soul? Forty dollars nothing more.
No red wine when lies are white. A brown and peach-brown colored night
There’s gotta be more than the weak and the strong
Well you both could be right and you both could be wrong
Your opinion’s broke, there’s blood on your neck
And it’s hard to express with love and respect
You cut it all down, you give yourself time
Time to grow and mess with your mind
I got my bag on tight, I got a bus to move on
So watch out kid, I’m gonna get my grove on
Forty days fly by like dream flight
I walked alone all through the long night
I spoke to the devil and I spoke to God
I’m an American cuckoo, and isn’t that odd?
Well one is the sweet dirt, one is the grass
One will remain, the other must pass
So hold on the life and give yourself time
Time to grow and mess with your mind
Has anybody seen my soul? Forty dollars nothing more.
No red wine when lies are white. A brown and peach-brown colored night
I emptied out the attic floor, I stuck it to the wall for love
I would not sing out of respect, I bent so hard I broke my neck
Quickly spending on the street, I need action in false light
I took a torch to the whole town, I found my fun and I burned it down
A village full of turnstile miles, I held my breath and I jumped them all
No, they never posted bail, and no I never went to jail
Has anybody, anybody seen my soul
Forty odd dollars and nothing more
No red wine, your lies are white
A brown and peach-brown, a color code night
Well I tripped and emptied the attic floor
I stuck it the wall, I stuck it to the door
I took a flame to the rest, to the shit, to the town
Well I found my fun and I burned it all down
I held my breath, I jumped my bale
I never turned back, I never went to jail
I got a bleeding heart and a tickle in my mind
I leave a trail of thoughts and mad tears behind
I got a new guitar and a worn out muse
I still attack the world, I still light my fuse
I light it up and out, I got a brand new mind
I do it all the way, I do it all the time, yeah
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Eat Your Heart Out
04:25
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False start
Tear it all apart
Throw you off the trail
Let you see me fail
Make a first impression
Deep enough to never die
Dive in
Before you learn to swim
Don’t you make a sound
As you splash around
Ride another wave
Until you’re brave enough to fly
Party girls learn to rely on a friend
Party boys learn to deny ‘til the end
Eat your heart out
It’s essential
It’s the best way to reach your potential
(repeat)
Wear my heart
Twice on each sleeve
Bleed for my art
Until you believe
Baby, my part
Isn’t one you’d want to play
Talk about the things you don’t see
Spirits don’t move unless they are free
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Seven Headed Monster
03:16
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Finger On A Leak
03:36
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Three Ring Circus Clown
04:50
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Gonna dream my life away
Gonna save my plans for another day
Gonna give my heart away
And I don’t care what nobody say
They say you’re never gonna play
You’re never gonna win
I don’t wanna hear that lie again
Gonna give my light away
Make this deep, dark night a brighter day
Give my girl a kiss goodnight
Take off my shoes and step into the light
Into the la-la-la-la light
Gonna tear this kingdom down
Gonna give someone a better crown
One that everybody wears
Over balding heads and flowing hair
Doesn’t matter if you’re rich
Doesn’t matter if you’re poor
Only matters what you’re going for
I’m a three ring circus clown
I’m a clown that brings nobody down
You’re a lover, you’re a fighter and a friend
You’re a kiss goodnight that I hope will never end
And you I kiss you once again
On the wings and the words of a song
And I get what you mean and I don’t get it wrong
This is where you belong
This is where you belong
You can’t be alone again
With your consequences as a friend
That’s a crazy way to think
It’s an empty house and the kitchen sink
Doesn’t matter if you’re sick
Doesn’t matter if you’re well
Everybody is a broken bell
That don’t stop me from ringing out
I’m a gay old man who’s coming out
Kick the door right off the frame
You can call my bluff
You can call me Charlemagne
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Sun Sound
03:37
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10. |
Requiem Bells
06:33
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Passing Through
04:22
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Stop searching for phrases
And chasing after words
Take a step backwards
And turn the light inwards
Stop searching for phrases
And chasing after words
Take a step backwards
And turn the light inwards
And your mind itself
Will drop out of the world
And your authentic self
Will let down its curls
And your mind itself
Will drop out of the world
And your authentic self
Will let down its curls
And if you want to attain this
You cannot contain this
And if you want to find this
You cannot define this
I’m talking about love
I’m talking about love
How much will you suffer
Well that’s up to you
‘Cause we don’t pass away
We’re just passing through
How much will you suffer
Well that’s up to you
‘Cause we don’t pass away
We just pass through
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Billy Webster
you are creative. you are real. you smile. you are balanced. you do not think this race is worth it. you take vacation. you are spiritual. you are not a robot. you put people before deadlines and rules. you are not a conformist. you have a soul. you read the book you want to read. you know how much you do not know. you have been made to feel so small when you are so f***** HUGE. ... more
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