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When we came
We came through the cold
We came bearing gifts of gold
And frankincense and myrrh
And there were trumpets playing
There were angels looking down
On a west bank town
And he so loved the world
[Chorus]
Wore we then our warmest capes
Wore we then our walking shoes
Open wide the city gates
And let us through
[Verse 2]
A child is born
Born in Bethlehem
Born in a cattle pen
A child is born on the killing floor
And still he no crying makes
Still as the air is he
Lying so prayerfully there
Waiting for the war
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[Verse 3]
Welcome home, my child
Your home is a checkpoint now
Your home is a border town
Welcome to the brawl
And life ain't fair, my child
Put your hands in the air, my child
Slowly now, single file, now
Up against the wall
[Chorus]
Wear we now our warmest coats
Wear we now our walking shoes
Open wide the gates of hope
And let us through
[Verse 4]
When we came
We came through the cold
We came bearing gifts of gold
And frankincense and myrrh
And there were shepherds praying
There were lions laying down
With the lambs in a west bank town
And he so loved the world
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How do I explain this to my son?
That strangers have been murdering
People who are kin again
It could have been me or him, could have been anyone
This time it was folks in Colorado
Dancing in each others arms until the bullets sprayed
And fear rained down in thick, dark clouds
I can’t imagine it right now
Without this sorrow building up a tightness in my face
How do I explain this to my son?
Newly on testosterone, empathetic to the bone,
& pretty soon he’ll be full grown but he don’t got a gun
Maybe I should buy him one?
I truly hope that’s not the answer
But I want him to have a chance for growing up and getting older
Lose that tension in his shoulders,
If there’s a God up there, I hope her hands will hold him in her heart
So that some day when her soldiers
Find him, he won’t fall apart
It’s hard to think of hurting anyone
How do I explain this to my son?
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It don’t matter that it don’t matter
I’m on a planet
You’re on a planet
Why don’t you be kind to me?
It don’t matter that it’s never going to matter
I’m going to die
And you’re going to die
Why don’t you be kind to me?
Heaven ever on your mind?
Heaven ever on your mind?
Oh I ain’t heard from heaven
In a long old time
It don’t matter that it don’t matter
I’m on a planet
You’re on a planet
Why don’t you be kind to me?
Richard live top hill
Richard got a lot to say
Richard got a long gun
Richard got a steel gate
Buy me into heaven
Buy me into heaven
Buddy got a full cup
Buddy got a fast car
Buddy got all the luck
Buddy got a big heart
Share me a little water
Oh share me a little water
Heaven ever on your mind?
Heaven ever on your mind?
Oh I ain’t heard from heaven
In a long old time
It don’t matter that it’s never going to matter
I’m on a planet
You’re on a planet
Why don’t you be kind to me
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Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, long ways from home
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, a long way from home
Careful o' how you treat a stranger, don't you never turn him away
oh and don't you never endanger, never drive him from your gate
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, long ways from home
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, a long way from home
Well, all of us down here are strangers, we don't have no home
Don't never hurt, oh your brother, and cause him to pull his own
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, long ways from home
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, a long way from home
Well, Christ came down as a stranger, He didn't have no home
Well, he was cradled in the manger, and oxen kept him warm
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, long ways from home
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, a long way from home
Well the Wise Men found the stranger, well the child was one day old
They careful in all their treatments, offered him gifts of gold
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, long ways from home
Everybody ought to treat a stranger right, a long way from home
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That’s what I been sayin’
That’s what I mean
That’s what I been sayin’
All along
You can plow a field put up a cotton gin
You can clear out all them red Indians
The day feels short because the night never ends
You can’t throw a party if you ain’t got no friends
That’s what I been sayin’
That’s what I mean
That’s what I been sayin’
All along
That’s what I been sayin’ all along
You can’t build a house on a hollow log
You can save your prayin’ and your gaddin’ about
You can’t build a union on a broken house
That’s what I been sayin’
That’s what I mean
That’s what I been sayin’
All along
You can print money and let the immigrants in
You can make movies about original sin
You can talk loud and wave bazookas around
But there ain’t no way to keep history out
That’s what I been sayin’
That’s what I mean,
That’s what I been sayin’
All along
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Have you ever lost your way in this world
Countin up the cost of turning sand into pearls
The discomfort of skin, stretching tight, wearing thin
Wondering if we are broken or just breaking it in
Unravel and mend, how can I begin
Laying hardly movin, wondering what will sooth this state I’m in
Round the corner, there’s another high hill
I can see the mourners, tell me who’s laying still
Well our flesh and our bones are just made out of stone
It’s some alchemy knows how to make something grow
We don’t need to be show what we need to atone
Laying hardly moving, wondering what’ll sooth my soul
Have you ever wanted to find your way in this world
Can’t say I’ve never thought it, giving leaving a whirl
I just wanted to feel something other than real
There's no way to conceal what our eyes will reveal
Well we all know the deal, seems that our fate is sealed
Laying hardly moving, wondering if I’ll ever heal
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CPNPC - Marionette
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hey pretty momma are you going to stay?
you got in your car but didn’t drive away
so get out of your car or you can drive away
the devil chained me up across from you
he’s sitting in the middle on a plastic stool
he gets dark power from everything that we do
way down yonder in the monarchy
you sing for the king you sing for the queen
and they cut your head off if you get out of key
i’m always amazed by how quick you forget
but you always keep score and i’m always in debt
that old ice water goes over my head
you’ve been pulling my strings like marionette
and that’s why i could never be your wife
I saw you eating salad with a carving knife
for you wrongdoing is doing it right
if you were a wasp and i was a bee
i used to spend all my time making honey for the queen
but you old praying mantis bit the head off me
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Drive through hamburger
All American murder
Low retail and service wages
Keep the poor in line
Every other house you see
Is owned by private equity
Food and shelter’s a commodity
In corporate times
Big trucks
No fucks
Given about the deals we struck
With all the native nations
After all this time
Now we’re sending across the sea
The export of our legacy
American Catastrophe
One bomb at a time
Oh lady liberty
How viciously the war machine
Has bound up your democracy
In bloodstained chains of greed
Take us for all we’re worth
Do the same to the earth
Then hoard up all the money
While the people bleed
How much money can one man need?
Hear our voice in your mansions high
Ceasefire
End the genocide
Ceasefire
End the genocide
The Alpha the Omega
Cherokee and Palestine
The Alpha the Omega
Cherokee and Palestine
America the beautiful
Is no America of mine
America the beautiful
is no America of mine
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An Israeli bulldozer killed poor Rachel Corrie
As she stood in its path in the town of Rafah
She lost her young life in an act of compassion
Trying to protect the poor people of Gaza
Whose homes are destroyed by tank shells and bulldozers
And whose plight is exploited by suicide bombers
Who kill in the name of the people of Gaza
But Rachel Corrie believed in non-violent resistance
Put herself in harm's way as a shield of the people
And paid with her life in a manner most brutal
But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
Rachel Corrie had 23 years
She was born in the town of Olympia, Washington
A skinny, messy, list-making chain-smoker
Who volunteered to protect the Palestinian people
Who had become non-persons in the eyes of the media
So that people were suffering and no one was seeing
Or hearing or talking or caring or acting
And the horrible math of the awful equation
That brought Rachel Corrie into this confrontation
Is that the spilt blood of a single American
Is worth more than the blood of a hundred Palestinians
But you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain't the time for your tears
The artistic director of a New York theatre
Cancelled a play based on Rachel's writings
But she wasn't a bomber or a killer or fighter
But one who acted in the spirit of the Freedom Riders
Is there no place for a voice in America
That doesn't conform to the Fox News agenda?
Who believes in non-violence instead of brute force
Who is willing to confront the might of an army
Whose passionate beliefs were matched by her bravery
The question she asked rings out round the world
If America is truly the beacon of freedom
Then how can it stand by while they bring down the curtain
And turn Rachel Corrie into a non-person?
Oh, but you who philosophise disgrace and criticise all fears,
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now's the time for your tears
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Annie Ford - Shipwrecked
03:10
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The skies are weeping again
hurricanes tear at our skin
how to gather it back as a whole
just reach across the void
to the strangers standing there
To be human again
against the odds, against what they say
we can heal the wounds of the killing mind
change the hearts of the cruelest kind
Don’t let the shadows take your light
the demons we face all have names
To feel apart,, shipwrecked
dissipated to the winds
paralyzed, don’t turn a blind eye
dare to hope through the bitterness and lies
Look for the truth in your heart
don’t follow the words that they sell
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Amazing grace! how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch; like me!
I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
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The world ain’t big enough for lovers who run
Blood ain’t thick enough for mothers and sons
She can’t drink quick enough to have a little fun
If that ain’t sad enough, just wait until I’m done
The water’s rising, what doesn’t burn will drown
Or freeze in little boxes under southern border towns
All the men dying with more than they can spend
Ain’t it just enough, the stiffest mind to bend
We can’t hold it all
Our hands are just too small
The best we can do is break up time
And keep it on a narrow line
The women wake at night and wait for them to come
All thosе monsters long since dead and gonе
Cold grey fishing towns, I remember them the same
Each and every street sign bedeviled with their names
We can’t hold it all
Our hands are just too small
The best we can do is break up time
And keep it on a narrow line
Just keep it on a narrow line
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Must be a hole in my belly
Lost all my guts
Drifting through life
With my eyes shut
Feeling beat down
Like an old kicked mutt
Low head and sad side eyes
I can't shake it
Lost the will to fake it
So I'm going out just as I am
I'm going out just as I am
Saw one pretty smile
Then I saw two
My eyes open wide
Like a chimney flue
A fire burnt wild
And the smoked consumed me
Till once again I was blind
I can't shake it
Lost the will to fake it
So I'm going out just as I am
I'm going out just as I am
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I awoke to a dark
So Cold and so wrong
The kind where a shadow
Might feel it don't belong
Paint peeled in my ears
A prayer tried to form
But it dried as it died
On my once silver tongue
Alone I struggled
A mouth full of lead
A Murderous whisper
In every corner of my head
A strange type of malice
A cruel tenderness
That smiled as it rose
From the foot of my bed
Where there's a will they say
There must be a way
But I'm sorry babe
I'm sorry babe
Fear wins the day
So wrap your arms around me
Remind me if you can
Of mothers breast and swaddling
A soft open hand
Give me your grace
While I practice goodbye
Memorize patterns
Find truth in the lies
My first lessons
Were dark nursery rhymes
That came quickly
In fluttering blinks of an eye
My very first lesson
Tears falling in time
To a Viennese waltz
Under flickering lights
Where there's a will they say
There must be a way
But I'm sorry babe
I'm so sorry babe
Fear wins the day
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Honey you’re as pure as glass
And I can see I’ve made a crack
In the way you’d like your world to be
So put your troubles all on me
There are things that I have said and done
Things that I am not proud of
You, my dear, have just begun
So let me shield you in my love
Chorus:
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Oh the ways of the world
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Oh the ways of the world
Will break your heart
There are places that you will go
Foreign lands that I will never know
And you will slay a million beasts
And your troubles they will never cease
Now you’re laying in my arms
Nothing here can do you harm
It’s the way I’d like your world to be
So put your troubles all on me
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The moon sang along with your parting
The mountains they hummed along
I swear that I heard your soul moving
In the air I heard your so long
And the rain beating down on my rooftop
soothes me we with it’s heavy pulse
and the wind that’s shaking my little house
helps ground my troublesome soul
And if it snows again I might go wander
watch the shadows swaying in the moonlight
come spring love unfolds with the blossom
and I’ll still be singing your song, I’ll still be singing your song
7 years is all it was, all we got
just long enough to listen to the music in our hearts
and I hear the songs that we could sing and the tunes that we could play
Ring for no one to hear
And I can hear your song when I'm alone
as the grass bows to the setting sun
So's passed your time, one morning you left mine
Gone with the dew, I'll sing this song for you
And if it snows again I might go wander
watch the shadows swaying in the moonlight
come spring love unfolds with the blossom
and I’ll still be singing your song, I’ll still be singing your song
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Well I started off in school all fine and dandy
Had a 4.0 and honors to my name
But then the graduation came
Turns out that we’re are all the same
When we’re livin here in DeadEnd, USA
CHORUS:
Livin here in DeadEnd, USA
Livin here in DeadEnd, USA
Pull your bootstraps all you want
It’ll only do so much
When you’re livin here in DeadEnd, USA
In my 20s puttin in my applications
Only entry level options it would seem
They’ll pay you $13.43 even with your new degree
When you’re livin here in DeadEnd, USA
CHORUS:
Livin here in DeadEnd, USA
Livin here in DeadEnd, USA
My parents float me every week
My savings goin down the sink
Livin here in DeadEnd, USA
YODEL
I’d been ghosted, led on, refused, and rejected
Til I finally caught a break and found a job
But I’ll never get a raise
I pay to park here every day
Now I’m workin here in DeadEnd, USA
CHORUS:
Workin here in DeadEnd, USA
Workin here in DeadEnd, USA
You can’t raise a family
With no guaranteed paid leave
Workin here in DeadEnd, USA
Well they tell me that I’m dumb and could do better
If I learned a trade to get a job like them
But if you buy things from a store or have them shipped right to your door
Then you rely on DeadEnd, USA
CHORUS:
Relyin here on DeadEnd, USA
Relyin here on DeadEnd, USA
They won’t pay us for our time
Their economy’s just fine
Relyin here on DeadEnd, USA
YODEL
My grandfolks sent eight whole kids to college
Had a house and car and even healthcare too
Then Mr. Reagan came along
And we’re still singin this damn song
Now we’re dyin here in DeadEnd, USA
CHORUS:
Dyin here in DeadEnd, USA
Dyin here in DeadEnd, USA
Just shut up and pray to god
Until they lay you in the sod
Dyin here in DeadEnd, USA
Yes we’re dyin here in DeadEnd, USA
Here lies a citizen of DeadEnd, USA
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On the day I was born ma took pa’s hand
Said I’m sure glad you stuck around
He said “sure thing” and she figured as much
On the day that he split town
So I was raised in a shack in a valley not far
from a river that was prone to swell
Til the corps of engineers came right along
And they flooded our land to hell
Yeah we all lost something in that river
That’s how the story goes
That river built a lake that sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
Down there is where we’d go to pray each week
Down there is where we’d go to swear
Where the elderberry bushes lined our fields
Where we planted our roots in pairs
Yeah way back then, a large mouth bass
Only owned one half-acre plot
Til the corps of engineers came right along
And they sank away all our lots
Yeah we all lost something in that river
That’s how the story goes
That river built a lake that sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
Yeah they tore apart our home from the cornerstone
To the very last plank on our porch
Everything that was left to die or float
Was set to the smoke and scorch
Yeah the rats and the bees n the coyotes
They didn’t even stand a prayer
When the corps of engineers they came right along
And sank away all our air
Yeah we all lost something in that river
That’s how the story goes
That river built a lake that sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
Well we tried to fight for our way of life
But the world moved around too fast
So they dug up our dead and they shipped em out
Until we didn’t even have a past
Yeah we all lost something in that river
That’s how the story goes
That river built a lake that sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
So if you ever go on a weekend trip
And you wanna find this town of mine
Don’t hold your breath, cause all that’s left
Is a name on a highway sign
When I think of Pa and the hurtin that he done
When he left me and Ma behind
Hell, it don’t compare to The Corps Of Engineers
That sank that town of mine
Yeah we all lost something in that river
That’s how the story goes
That river built a lake that sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
Yeah The Corps Of Engineers sank my town
Some two hundred feet below
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Long as I can think you can’t remember my name
And that sure is okay cuz I ain't in it for the fame
I just wish that one day
You’d stop and say hello
Never been good at getting out of bed
Staring at my phone screen full of dread
And when ma calls
I try to tell her I’m fine
I'm just worried that the weight of the world might break my shoulders
They said that it gets better but I’m just getting older
If I could find me a place to rest my head
Make amends to all the monsters underneath my bed
Then the rest could go unsaid
The more that i think it seems the less I that I know
Losing out on good times chasing every show
But dreaming don't come easy
If you want it for free
I’d be shit out of luck if I had luck to start
Would have given up but that’s the hardest part
And I’m thankful
For all the problems I’ve made.
I'm just worried that the weight of the world might break my shoulders
They said that it gets better but I’m just getting older
If I could find me a place to rest my head
Make amends to all the monsters underneath my bed
Then the rest could go unsaid
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Well I grabbed myself a 6-pack and a bottle’s worth of Rye,
I’m leaving on a jet plane aint not need to say goodbye
Cause you been moving sideways since the day that you were born
So I’m packing up my things and i am heading for the door
I’m going home,
I’m going home
Now you can sit right there and wonder, you can sit right there and pray
Make a deal now with the devil, I will still be on my way
And aint no use in calling me in a week or so
cause this woman’s making up her mind this woman’s got to go
I’m going home
I’m going home
Well I’ll go back to my momma in a county full of clay
I will go back to my daddy and I’ll throw it all away,
I’ll take the love you gave me and I’ll sell it for a dime
and then I’ll light it up and smoke it while I’m leaving you behind,
I’m going home
Well I grabbed myself a 6-pack and bottle’s worth of gin
Lord knows that I need it with the awful state I’ve been in
And Lord knows I’ve been tattered Yes Lord knows I’ve been torn
but you know what they tell ya never leave your woman scorned.
I’m going home
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Reckless greed vanishing the green
Can't drink the water from these streams
Pushed too far past the point of no returning
The deed is done and now her kingdom is burning
Dear, mother what's been done to you?
You don't look as pretty as you used to
Dear, mother
Don't seem as happy as you once were
You can walk those city streets till you can hardly breathe
I'll take a stroll in the woods
Won't be long and they've forsaken all the land
Where tall trees once stood
And they'll pave the family farm and tell you that it's for the best
I'll say, "yeah, best for you, but tell me what about about the rest?"
Then they'll build a subdivision where the gardens used to grow
And take all of those precious things that you have ever known
Dear, mother what's been done to you?
You don't look as pretty as you used to
Dear, mother
Don't seem as happy as you once were
Now that factory steady spewing by the dirty river side
It billows all the day, it rolls on through the night
Across the river road, just past the railroad tracks
A cancerous corruption boils to turn our world to black
They're cooking up some stuff, man, I don't even want to know
Could take out everything alive with just one fatal blow
And they're poisoning the waters, their smokestacks fill the air
But no one seems to notice, or no one really cares
Dear, mother what's been done to you?
You don't look as pretty as you used to
Dear, mother
Don't seem as happy as you once were
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The waters polluted
And the people are choking it down
It another dirty jewel to add to the triple crown
With
Healthcare
Politics
education institutions
We got all the knowledge
We got no solutions
We treating the symptoms
The long list of aches and the pains
Instead finding the cause
So the healing sustains
We consume information
And that makes us smart
We got an A on the test
And a star on the chart
But somethings not computing
With all the polluting
Kids are dying everywhere
From tragic school shootings
we better learn to listen
We better learn to look
Not put faith in a head of state
That’s just another name for crook
They all have have sold their soul
to take a seat of power
A White House is just another
Babylons towers
I’m beginning to think that we need a new system
I’m beginning to think knowledge ain’t wisdom
fertile grounds of ancient soil
Were all ripped up for coal and oil
To the victors belong the spoils
we made business out of going to war
What are we fighting for I don’t remember
I thought it was because of that day in September
But some people say that was an inside job
Did we just take advantage of all the patriotic heart throbs?
I don’t know , maybe I’ve spent too much time on Reddit
Or maybe the wool’s over our eyes
And it’s time we shed it
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Oh my lover oh my lover
Oh I’m stuck down in this mud
I’m so beaten I’m so broken I’m so tired
Won’t you blow open that dam
And let me wash within your flood
Sail us out until the ocean
Sail us out until that ocean that ocean
Well I’m committing myself
Well I’m committing myself
Oh behind them walls
Well I’m committing myself
And I won’t let them no take that away from me
No I won’t let them no take that away from you
No I won’t let them no take that away from me away from you
Oh the room was quite heavy
and began to explode
I couldn’t put out your fire
Go and run one and all
Go and run for you life
But please go fetch her some water
Won’t you fetch her some water oh some water
Well I’m committing myself
Well I’m committing myself
Oh behind them walls
Well I’m committing myself
And I won’t let them no take that away from you
No I won’t let them no take that away from me
No I won’t let them no take that away from you away from me away from you
Well my captain oh my captain,
I’m standing on your beach
Oh this whole life we have been waiting
Won’t you blow open that dam
And let me come within your reach
Sail us out until that ocean
Sail us out until that ocean
Sail us out until that ocean
Well I’m committing myself
Well I’m committing myself
Oh behind them walls
Well I’m committing myself
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Irish singer-songwriter Oisin Leech's acoustic folk music is characterized by its muted beauty and intimate, solitary quality.
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From first to final track, Halfsies is an album that defies definition. And by that I mean there is not a single genre box that could possibly contain this glorious music. So listen, closely, again and again. Each time I do, I fall more deeply in love with Lizzie No’s masterpiece.
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