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Breadcrumbs
04:17
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You'd think that I'd have learned by now/
That this road is one way/
And no one's car goes in reverse/
Here on life's interstate/
Truth be told, I've always known/
But hastily forget/
But now I'm keeping my eyes fixed on the Prize/
To never venture looking back/Now/
(*) Now the time has come to say/
You can't renege choices you make/
Breadcrumbs dissolve in the rain/
And I'm learning there's no turning back/now/
I'm way past the point of no return/
Just like a ship with the rudder straight/
I’m totally committed to this journey/
so "Full steam ahead!" I say/
Galloping on a tireless horse/
Chasing the horizon/
This ride of life takes me by force/
I take it all in with eyes wide open/yeah/
(*)
Now/Now/
No turning back now/
My question's hypothetical: /
"What if I had chosen/
a path other than the one I chose?"/
Well it's okay/to never know/
yeah, it's okay (I guess)/
to never know/
I clamber up this mountain top/
the Summit someday I'll reach/
Once in Heaven I'll get to stop/
My journey then complete/yeah/yeah/
(* 2x)
I'm learning there's no turning back/
Yeah, I'm learning there's no turning back/now/
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2. |
Vestige Venture
00:44
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(This is an instrumental song. There are no lyrics.)
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3. |
Dives and Climbs
04:24
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They say this life/
is full of dives and climbs/
ups and downs/
wrongs and rights/
you know this/yeah, yeah/
You criticize/the only One who's right/
Asking why/
we sometimes fly/
and are sometimes grounded/
(*) He holds the world/
in perfect spin/
To improve us/
from our sin/
He made a way for change/
And that's still His way today/
They say this life/
is full of dives and climbs/
ups and downs/
wrongs and rights/
you know this/yeah, yeah/
It's all a must/
To give us will to love/
'Cause love's a choice/
It can't be forced/
Unless we're robots/
(*)
Is cornering your lover really love?/
Is handcuffing your lover truly love?/
Isn't relentless/chasing and racing/
after the chosen one/
paying her debts/by dying her death--/
Isn't all this Love?/
If not/then what?/
He made a way for change/
And that’s still His way today/
They say this life/
is full of dives and climbs/
ups and downs/
wrongs and rights/
You know this/yeah, yeah/
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4. |
All I Know (live demo)
04:07
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See, it's a mystery/
how life can change in a mere instant/
Before I knew what was happening/
My hopelessness dissolved/
into peace inside/
We're reconciled/
(*) All I know/is I could not go on with You/
I couldn't even take a breath/to sing this song with You gone/
That's all I know/
I'm coming clean/erasing the lines across my forehead/
'cause lies cause stress/
I'm looking/to much bigger Hands than mine/
(The very ones I've been fighting)/
To hold me/
(*)
If you take me away from You, then/
You'd see what that would do, and/
I'd be just like Styrofoam in fire/
'cause You're my life/
Though I'm a child on lap trying to steer/
You still hold the wheel/
(* 2x)
(pseudo-scat singing)
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5. |
Married to a Human
03:37
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"For better or worse"/
Those are the words/
We both promised/
Now look at us/
How long has it been?/
But that promise won't ever change/
Baby, I'm not perfect/
and I won't ever be/
You're married to a human/
And I'm so glad that human is me/
We mess up a lot in a day/
And often must say that we're sorry/
But mutual love and respect/
Help us to journey on/
Baby, our love's covering/
Those times throughout this life/
I'm married to human/
And I'm so glad that you are my wife/
I'm sorry/
Please would you forgive me/
I'm so glad/
that you love me/
You know I love you, too/
And I'll always forgive you/
Baby, we're gonna make it/
Through all this life's journey/
You're married to a human/
And I'm so glad you're human with me/
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6. |
Somewhere in the Scraps
04:38
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Ooh Ooh-ooh (repeated)
She twists open the glue with her fragile hands/
And pours it like a Pollock piece/
The photo is then centered and pressed/
Above the caption “My Neice”/
I think she has spent more or less/
Two months in making this book/
Of her labors of love, I love these the most/
She’d say every page is deserved/
She works on her own to encompass time flown/
And survey the last eighty years/
She made me one, says “To you, my grandson/
With love from your grandmother, dear”/
With whistles and hums, another page comes/
To life like the life it’s about/
With the colors and quotes and a letter they wrote/
To her, and of which they forgot/
Ooh Ooh-ooh (repeated)
She keeps a box filled to the top/
With pictures and old artifacts/
From years of watching, collecting, and marking/
Time’s passing by what she collects/
She checks the time as she lets the glue dry/
And notes how much time has elapsed/
Until now as each vestige breathes in the life that she’d say/
Came from “somewhere in the scraps”/
Ooh Ooh-ooh (repeated)
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7. |
Deep Breath
01:29
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(This is an instrumental song. There are no lyrics.)
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8. |
Let's Set Sail
04:35
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Come on, it's a new horizon/
There's something better with every setting sun/
Our journey's soon begun/
We'll hoist the sails for catching all this forceful wind/
Not always know the exact direction/
But knowing where we are in relation to the North Star/
It's gonna take/lot's of trust/from both of us/
I'm ready/I'm not afraid/to know you/
(*1) Let's set sail/I'd love you with me/
From stormy gales to the most peaceful seas/
Here's my hand/Would you take it, my friend/please?/
Tell me, isn't time we set out/
Or are you thinking that it's still a time to wait?
If so, then that's okay/
We've seen the ground be good to us up ‘til now/
This firm foundation's gonna be here either way/
Whether we go or stay/
It's gonna take/lots of trust/from both of us/
Are you ready?/Are you not afraid/to know me?/
(1st *)
(2nd *) Let's set sail/When the time is right to/
Let's seek the sun/I'll be right beside you/
Here's my hand/You can take it when you choose/
It's gonna take/lots of trust/from both of us/
I'm ready/I'm not afraid/to know you/
Would you let me show you?/
(1st *)
(3rd *) Let's set sail/I think the time is right to/
Let's seek the sun/I'll be right beside you/
Here's my hand/You can take it when you choose/
When you choose/
(I'm glad you chose)/
Come on, it's a new horizon/
There's something better with every setting sun/
Our journey's just begun/
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9. |
In Spite of Me
03:33
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I’m in love with somebody else/
I wish I could say it was just you/
But you see, baby, I’m in love with myself/
and every day I hate that truth/
And I don’t know what I’m s’posed to do/
You were telling me about your day/
but all I heard was “la-de-da’s”/
‘Cause you see, baby, there’s a monster in me/
that sings to me the selfish-est of songs/
And the worst part is it don’t always feel wrong/
(*) Come on, what’s my deal?/
What’s broken in me/
that’s needing fixed desperately?/
Darling, please forgive every time I’ve failed to love you in spite of me/
Yeah/Oooh oh oh yeah)
(guitar solo)
(whistle chorus)
(*)
It’s a sorry state I’m in/
Now, darling, can’t you see?/
I’m learning how to love in spite of me/
God’s helping me learn how to love you in spite of me/
Yeah/
In spite of me/
I’m gonna love you/
I’m gonna love you/
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10. |
In Piano Years
04:21
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The keys stick a bit but I don’t mind/
And for the most it’s still in tune/
My wandering’s resulted in this find/
An old piano in this empty room/
This song I began when I sat down/
Unsure what it might produce/
Imagination’s got me wondering aloud/
The history of this piano’s use/
(1st *) How many songs have been played on you?/
Which notes were played the most?/
What kind of tunes? How old are you?/
In piano years, how old?/
In piano years, how old?/
Perhaps an old gentleman sat down/
And played an overture on it/
And maybe a lady taught lessons/
To many kids who could not sit still/
It might have been played on wedding days/
And for hymns within some church/
But now it’s just me on this rickety seat/
Singing to it like it’s a person/
(1st *)
(mandolin slide solo)
The clock ticks on without relent/
As I sit upon this piano bench/
Feeling all the hour-glass sand/
And sentiments that fill my head/
(2nd *) This body is fading fast/
Just like this piano has/
But there’s a tune or two still left/
In this old piano, and in this young man/
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11. |
The Harvest is Ready
03:55
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The harvest is ready/
The stalks have grown tall/
The crop is too many/
to count it all/
The farmer's asleep/
and his workers at play/
as they think to themselves/
"It can wait one more day"
(1st *) Ooh Ooh/I'm seeing signs/I don't wanna see now/
Ooh Ooh/Maybe it's time/for a change in me now/
The harvest is ready/
The fruit has grown ripe/
We day-waste, then make/
the excuse that it's night/
Our tools have grown rusty/
No action they've seen/
They're just decorations/
like the gloves much too clean/
(1st *)
So many people/
are ready to listen/
But all that we've got to say/
Is "You're empty-handed/
Ha! But I've got a ticket/
to get me to heaven someday"/
The fruit on the trees/
falls down with the leaves/
Left just to rot away/
While we all play dumb/
and twiddle our thumbs/
It's been time to go/
There's no time to waste/
(1st *)
(2nd *) Ooh Ooh/Come, bring the others/the Good News needs feet now/
Ooh Ooh/Will it change you/like it's changed me now?/
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(“Airborne”is an instrumental song. There are no lyrics.)
(Lyrics to “Here’s a Jersey (demo)” below)
Well, I was draggin’/
Man, I couldn’t pay my bills/
And the collector was a-callin’ my name/
He had a contract, man/
And he was poised to kill/
A-sayin’ “You’re the only one here to blame!”/
I said, “Man, I don’t try to be bad/
I just do it anyway”/
But the convictor shrilled/
“You’re a sinner still!/
And I’m a-sayin’ now’s the time you’re gonna pay!/
(1st *) Then Someone spoke like a thunderbolt/
And said, “This one’s with me”/
Then He turned to me, and said, “I set you free/
Welcome to my team/
Here’s a jersey”/
“Welcome to my team/
Here’s a jersey”/
Well, I was shakin’, man/
What do I make from this?/
Is there a perfect kind of way to respond?/
If God is on our side, then that’s the bottom line/
So who’s really gonna pick a fight with us/
He paid all bills, and though His Son was killed/
He brought Him back to life/
The power for resurrection’s giving us protection/
In a way the other gang ain’t gonna like/
(2nd *) I tell ‘em, “Hey, my Dad can beat up your dad/
So maybe you should switch families/
And my big Brother’s soon comin’ back/
Wanna join our team?/
Here’s a jersey”/
“Wanna join our team?/
Here’s a jersey”/
He’ll take you in/
Though time and time again/
We make such dumb mistakes/
That’s not on what His love is based/
Come breathe new air/
Where freedom beckons dance/
And let the sun illuminate life/
In His love enmeshed with grace/
(guitar solo)
Well, I’m a-hopin’, man/
You’re still a-listenin’/
Because the part about His grace is really key/
It’s like we’re tightrope walkers/
Whose a-knees were knockin’/
Before we had His grace to set us free/
We were scared of fallin’/
So we called Him/
‘Cause the drop meant death/
But now to know the Lord/
It’s like a bungee cord/
And His grace is helping us to take each step/
Yeah/yeah/
(1st *)
(2nd *)
“Wanna join our team?/
Here’s a jersey”/
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