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Spyglass
03:33
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Oh the spyglass that I have is a worthy tool indeed
It shows me a million miles across the foamy sea
But this spyglass cannot show me what I long so much to see
The heart of my true love, wherever she may be
Oh the compass in my hand is as true as e’re I’ve owned
It guides me along my way beneath that fickle dome
But this compass cannot guide me in this question that I hold
Does she think of me? I would that it were so
Oh the schooner that I sail, from mast to solid keel
Rides the waves with grace, she let’s me take her wheel
But this boat cannot compete for this sailor’s promise sealed
For my lady fair, despite her heart concealed
Oh the North Star in the sky is a constant friend in cheer
He talks to me of hope, he takes away my fear
But the North Star cannot tell me what I long so much to hear
Does she wait for me upon that distant pier?
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Ballerina Meena Jane
03:35
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20 hours of practice never is enough for this game
There's always something more
Something more to be unsatisfied with getting in the way
She knows it's a dance, she knows it's a short life on stage
Raspberry lips, unbelievable sky-high kicks
Ballerina Meena Jane
Eating less, using more, come what may
She may need a hero come preserve her from her coach
Always telling her, "Don't mess up that plie"
Muscles hard as walnuts, makeup thick as paint on that face
Of porcelain skin, the grace of which, now where do I begin?
Prima donna on her way
It's a messed up kind of fate
A messed up kind of love affair you're in today
'Cause you gave her your heart, she gave hers to a classic art
Ballerina, come my way
Ballerina Meena Jane
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Shenandoah
04:13
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Oh Shenandoah, I hear you calling
Away, you rolling river
Oh Shenandoah, I hear you calling
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri
Oh Shenandoah, I love your daughter
Away, you rolling river
For her I'd cross your roaming waters
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri
Oh Shenandoah, you mighty river
Away, you rolling river
When she rolls down her topsails shiver
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri
Oh Shenandoah, I love to see you
Away, you rolling river
Oh Shenandoah, I love to see you
Away, I'm bound away, cross the wide Missouri
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4. |
900 Miles
03:24
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I'm walking down these tracks with tears in my eyes
Trying to read a letter from my home
If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night
I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistles blow
I'll pawn you my watch, I'll pawn you my chain
I'll pawn you my gold diamond ring
If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night
I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistles blow
The train that I am on is a hundred coaches long
Hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night
I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistles blow
I'm walking down these tracks with tears in my eyes
Trying to read a letter from my home
If that train runs me right, I'll be home tomorrow night
I'm 900 miles from my home
And I hate to hear that lonesome whistles blow
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My Love Was A Soldier
03:36
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My love was a soldier
He was handsome and tall
My love was the brightest light
In a world full of dark
He gathered all the moonlight
Into the stone I wear on my breast
He kissed me once on my lips
And disappeared into the west
The river is swift and the mountain is high
The howling wolf, mournful and wild
The cedar is tall and the ocean is wide
But not as wide as the ocean that I cried
I loved my soldier
I loved my golden boy
He filled my heart so
With pride and joy
The river is swift and the mountain is high
The howling wolf, mournful and wild
The cedar is tall and the ocean is wide
But not as wide as the ocean that I cried
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How Many Days
02:31
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How many days have I seen?
How many more have I still to go?
How many hills have I climbed?
Every road that I take becomes steeper
Every pain that I face reaches deeper
Every joy leads to you, to you
I know now nothing stays the same
I see that I still have so much more to learn
When I am ready to leave
Leave this world full of struggles and sorrows
Will I find myself worthy of the truth?
Find a land full of light, bright and new?
Find a heart left with nothing more to rue?
Have I this to look forward to?
Will the angels bring me to you?
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Elizabeth Etta (Reika Cully) San Luis Obispo, California
Singer/songwriter based in Central California. Also part of the critically-acclaimed Japanese Americana band Pirates Canoe.
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