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The Path We're On
02:16
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May all the lonesome wanderers rest
In times of worst in times of best
I wish to you the chosen one
Take forth the path you're on
May all the hopeful travels end
Up o'er the hill and 'round the bend
I hope that we should go with you
To take forth the path you're on
Will all the worries run their course
Solve our woes without armied force
And you and I'll be go at once
To take forth the path we're on
Take the pain around the world
Rinse the sins, the truth be told
To cleanse the criminal offenses
To clear the path we're on
In doing this I'm sure we will
Convert ourselves toward better still
To work and feed and laugh and play
Upon the path we're on
So will all God's children please commence
Forfeit us to a better sense
Where we look forward to be one
Walking down the path we're on
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Lonesome Angel Howl
03:03
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It’s hard to watch
It’s hard to look away from
Moving hedges strewn upon these dirty lands
I am not a ruthless engineer’s son
I’m a reader catching up with foreign hands
And I can go beyond the restitution
Handing magazines to cold forgetting men
And I am bought
I'm sold by intuition
Calm the drudgeries
And palm no sorry sands
And be across from me
Be around
Disengage and be a warm forgiving sound
Of quiet dregs and dust beyond the rebounds
Discuss a portion of a hundred sacred drags
It’s hard to sing
It’s hard to be so quiet
I have moments where I don’t know what the fuck
But I am swing
I’m rock and roll by myself
I’m folk music if that’s all I ever was
And so i’ll see
Without a look outside then
I pass over just to light and pass the buck
Be across from me
Be around
Be a channel for a lonesome angel howl
And do be free
Be all the things lost and found
Understand it’s just a moment and a down for every count
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Seven swings on a rorschach jagger
I see dreams where you see sins
I’m alright with a cloak and dagger
As long as they account for the shatterbox shin
Where were you when the young man’s famish
Cast aside what the apple branch bends
I’m so cool when the smoke rings vanish
Fool me twice and be amazing to mend
And the world is a dying
Pass me on with a hampered hollow
Allow my brand on a cattle strewn field
It’s too much but enough to swallow
Blame my eyes on a passing last meal
And what to dance
It’s not for everyone
And fall apart
I’ve been ragged for a long time
And I am loving at the some time
Sometimes
Sometimes
And what to be
It’s not for everyone
So break down
Seven swings on a rorschach jagger
I see dreams where you see sins
I’m alright with a cloak and dagger
As long as they account for the shatterbox shin
And what to dance
It's not for everyone
It's not for everyone
It's not for me
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River Gourd Canyon Stop
03:22
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River gourd canyon stop
I don't know where I am
River gourd canyon stop
I can see you from here
Pleasant lady fine to flock
I'm up and out again
Loser trial able mock
I can stop and steer
And all the lookout
Peace in old drums
No passing doldrums
Ain't no problem there to shop
The passers by repair
I've a notion to be shocked
A canyon stop to stare
River gourd canyon stop
My able body shuns
Wide oh river, where'd you stop
My wreck is with your fun
Place it in the sun
To be left and
To be bested
River gourd canyon stop
I don't know where I am
River gourd canyon stop
I will play it again
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Come go with me...
There's gonna be lovin'...
You're gonna be happy...
Singin' and dancin'...
Come go with me...
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You said you’d be living in georgia since last september
Well what’ve you been doing in georgia? Or don’t you remember
She’s got dreams in mind, and heading forever
So be alone with your temper and go on to love her
You said you’d be leaving ohio
You said you’d be finding a way out
You said that the city was waiting
But all with a quiet regalia
Your passion went on to a true rift
What the other side reveals to a split kid
You can’t hide
You can’t hold the hand
Of a rock and roll man
There’ll be pink slips
Unless it's just kickls
Old enough to know better
You watch the movie
You wait for the sequel
And wonder about time
Every film you saw was different
Yet still so very much of its kind
No more first times cept in baseball
In baseball, first times happen all the time
It’s such a beautiful thing
Like parading around in a ring
You said you’d been living in florida
I asked why the shame
You said you got lost and just stayed
Now you’re back in new england
Explain
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Rhetorical Wind
02:46
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Out of it no time
Regard the mill
Feed a low find
Be caused and willed
I am a work dog
I am a shill
I am a wort hog
Built not to spill
Remind me clean down
And up as well
To worth no slip sound
I’d be the shell
Cast on my own wall
Be gone to dwell
I am a stone ball
I aim to sell
And all the words I find are all mine
And all the sorts of tunes are in line
I give you one about a minute
Without an actual place or time
And all the token daze is alright
And all the sober thoughts are benign
And all my actual knowledge
Is just to trust no left or right
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I cover my eyes
And sleep on my side
And maybe later i will wake and rise
My blanket resigned
To a shape in the sky
Just molecules of light i’d never cite
As right to life
Beyond a thunderstorm
My lapse’s insight
Would be washed of all time
Such able wishing never looked to cry
And something relied
On that shape in the sky
Would’ve never left us strangled with delight
For losing sight
Without a wonder warm
And guide the evening sun
For every water run
Beside a sprinkler gun
Be all to concentrate
My body walks away
And sparks a lovely day
For every bumble bee swarm
There’s rivers flowing ordinarily
I keep open eyes
When you walk outside
My shaded meaning never seeks its sight
As liked in flight
Beyond a powder horn
Without a caption torn
I’ve never been this warm before
But I cover my eyes
And I sleep on my side
And maybe later I will wake and rise
My blanket resigned
To a shape in the sky
Just molecules of light I'd never cite
Without a basket born
I'll be around for sure
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Only two to be alive
Without the one no one relies
Of something stewing in the night
To be forgotten
And more like dancing through the park
Can catch no fire to be sparked
To find the water felled
And thunder robbin’
Haste the bells for breathing on the summer end’s wind
Find out what the feeling’s form no sinister trim
And the joke of a life
Will only pattern in white
And draw upon the snow with only pennies and sin
From a matadorian’s sight
Before a picture of the lights
My happening falters and it tries
To be a-rottin’
For only shapes reduce the far
To be up close with able heart
My open mind could be a warmth
Of knitted cotton
Take me to a shelter I am tired and cold
Give me what a man will need when he’s withered and old
‘Cause the freak of a mind
Is just reciting its crimes
And nothing to consider but a story retold
I am thoroughly well
But only time will tell
Whether it'll even matter when they ring them bells
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Easy come easy go through summer through snow
Up and down all around this universe I go
And I'll walk upon your waters, move mountains from your path
With a smile from my companion, I'll teach you how to laugh
I stripped off my mask, I kicked down my wall
I strapped up my boots to answer his call
You say that I'm a rover, got no place to call my own
With a thousand places I call home, I know I'm not alone
I thawed out my body, put blood in my veins
Cause people were crying and calling out my name
You say that I'm a poor man, got no one to care for me
With a billion brothers and sisters, how rich can one man be?
My sister is from Boston, my brother rides the rail
Mu uncle lives china, my cousin brings the mail
I've met with kings and princes and I know that they still care
Cause my father lives in heaven and he's a millionaire
Was light in your window, thought I'd pause and take a rest
Say hello and goodbye and wish you all the best
I'm just here on a visit, I may not be back this way
For when my journey's over I'm going home to you to stay
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Michael Timothy McGuire Beacon, New York
Michael Timothy McGuire is equal parts writer, composer, musician, and such.
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