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"Red Alabaster & Blue"
06:09
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He is a young African American male.
By the time he hits draft age he might be dead or live in jail
And he found his life of crime when they said “No Child Left Behind”
He’s an American too.
She is 90 with dementia all alone
Well, her family couldn’t take it so they put her in that home
And now she withers down to bones and at night she gently moans.
She’s an American Too
She is a young Hmong refugee, She’s full with Child.
If her Daddy finds out He will go insanely wild
They say they understand her plight, call themselves the Christian Right.
She’s An American Too.
Chorus:
And all they Wanted was to be Free
But greenback dollars can’t buy you dignity
Black Gold and Icebergs separate us from them.
Time to re write the master plan.
It is terminal, he’s sick, he needs a cure
He’s a second class citizen because he’s uninsured
He will leave his family broke because our health care is a joke.
He’s an American Too
She is a Mexican, She loves her family
She risks her life to cross the boarder to harvest the trees
And they get dollars to her dime She works triple the time.
What she would give to be American too.
He is a young attractive man and he is gay.
Well, they beat him and they burned him and they left him that way
And now the 26th of April is the Silent Day.
He’s an American too.
Chorus II:
And all they Wanted was a better life
And to be Equal, no matter black, rainbow, or white
It’s getting risky to demonstrate for peace.
You just might get shot down by police
We’re Crying Oh …….
His hair is curly skin is freckled eyes are green
No Irish Need Apply, What’s wrong Mick Can’t you read
Right off the boat he hits the land..they shove a gun into his hands.
Saying, “You’ll Die for America Too”.
Her skin is black her hair is curly eyes are brown
Arrived here in shackles and her master threw her down
And she grits her pearly whites cuz they’ll beat her if she fights
She’s an American Too.
His skin is Red his eyes are brown his hair is black
Lived here in peace until the White Man attacked
And he tries to understand how a man could own the land.
He’s an American Too.
Chorus III
And all they wanted was to be free
But they were robbed and ripped of their dignity
And their Grandmother’s are crying in their graves.
How some Americans Behaved
They watched their babies turned to slaves
Their babies built this place.
They’re crying Oh…..
My hair is Red, Skin’s Alabaster and I’m Blue
I’m a spiritual shaman and my lover is a Jew
And we’re fierce and we’re proud and we serve our songs up loud
And we are American’s too.
But there was a time they would have torched me without care
Tied me to that stake for the color of my hair
And I’m not the only one
It’s been done and done and done
And we are Americans too
My Hair is Red, Skin’s Alabaster, and I’m Blue
And I’m an American Too.
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2. |
Unlucky One
04:08
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Who will be the Unlucky One?
This New Year’s Eve
My Desperate Surrogate You
Oh I pray he won’t spill his soul
But they always do
Just like I poured into you
Well, what else could I do?
What else could I do?
When you see me at me at midnight
And I know you will
Cuz I’ll be looking too
And you watch me gifting
To someone else
The Juices I could gift to you?
Well What will you do?
Are we really thru?
I see that now you have Family Plans and I’m always with someone new.
I can’t seem to package my petals and give them away.
And it kills me to stand here.
It’s a hundred and 10 in your lingering shadow
I’ve blathered my reasons and now you are walking away.
Well, What else could I say?
When there’s nothing to say.
Who will be the Unlucky One?
This New Year’s Eve.
To place me on his resolution list.
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3. |
Porch Song
04:19
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Someone once explained it to me
The Right Time Right Place Recipe
They call it Serendipity
We’re always passing each other by
Saying “Let’s do lunch, Let’s have coffee, I’l Call Ya”
Yeah Right
So, tell me dear what is the chance?
They say there’s no coincidence.
But I won’t kill the magic finding meaning.
The time is now the place.
Spring Green.
Chorus
And We’re Telling Stories and Sharing Dreams
On the porch of the General Store, Spring Green
And it’s hot as hell but I can’t really tell. Can you?
And you’ll go your way and I’ll go mine
But it’s rest assured this sacred time
Will live forever in my winter dreams
Summer, General Store Porch, Spring Green
You’re the last person on earth I thought I’d see here
With your recycled book and your Iced Lake Louie Beer.
We’re two new old friends just sharing souls
To Zodiac Goats and we’re just coming home.
Yeah…we’re just coming home.
And we’ll sip this nectar oh so sweet…this instantaneous intimacy
And it seems forever but it’s yesterday some how.
The magic of this place always happens right now.
Chorus
Bridge: Spring Green. The River Valley
Peg Miller, Galleries, Frank Lloyd Wright, APT
You could have lunch at the General Store then walk across the street
And in a shop you’ll meet a lady who kinda resembles me
You can float down the river or get lost in the Round Barn
So sad about the Post House that Burned Down to the Ground
God I love this town!
Chorus.
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Quan Yin
04:51
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It’s been three years, two months and five days.
He comes straight from the prison saying, “Honey, I’ve changed.”
Saying, “She’s my flesh and blood, I am her Old Man, You are still my woman.”
I say, “The hell I am”.
He says “Baby, Baby, I know I made mistakes.”
“Ready to claim what is mine, I’ll even back pay”.
Well, “She’s got a Daddy now and he treats me like a queen. His love is real.
Your money’s make believe”.
I hold my little girl with arms so soft but inside I am wild.
I know I’ll tear him limb from limb if he comes near my child.
Chorus
So I call for Quan Yin…….Quan Yin.
Ride in on your dolphins into my skin. Quan Yin.
Quan Yin…….Protect little Morrigan from the whispering winds she’s innocent.
Quan Yin.
Devas: Quan Yin, Quan Yin, Quan Yin, Bring Peace Within
Quan Yin. Ride in. Quan Yin.
Quan Yin Goddess of Compassion. Quan Yin Protect Our Children
Quan Yin She’s Innocent. Quan Yin
He tries to look her in the eye says “Honey child do you remember me?”
Well, how’s she supposed to know some bloke that she has never seen?
You’ve overstayed your welcome, it’s time for you to go…how arrogant to think that you could own her soul.
She says “Mommy, Mommy, don’t get mad, you know swears are a sin.” She say’s, “Mommy, Mommy, who’s that man and why…why do I look like him?”
Chorus
Bridge:
Revenge is the little pill I swallow to hurt you.
Why does it end up killing me?
Oh little child I am not the one deserted you But
Oh little child won’t you forgive me
Well, just for the record…the system failed.
They give rights to a criminal man just out of jail.
And just because he knows just what to say doesn’t mean he knows about the family way.
It’s gonna take a lot of long night talks and soulful listening. I’m gonna teach her how to speak her truth and how to call Quan Yin.
Chorus.
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5. |
Acid Rain
03:42
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I’m feeling Dangerous
Carving your initials in the milk of my sweet thighs
You called me sinister
Now find your little knees and beg me “please sing lullabies”
I’ll be the Victim to your Vampire
But if you misbehave Dear
I’ll deny you your desires.
Chorus
Look to the skies and taste the Acid Rain
Look to my eyes, look away, come back again.
If I could I’d turn and love you. In a sweet embrace
But my baby back and home deserves my grace.
I’m hearing wedding bells
You’re all drenched in leather and I’m your blood red whine
Time I should take my vows. You beg me not to do it.
But you’ll find in good time
I’m not so easy. I ‘m all for show
I know you’re leaving
Cuz the rain stings as you go.
Chorus
Ly Ly Ly…..etc.
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An American Soldier Came home today,
Wrapped up as cargo in an American Flag.
He asked for one sweet, silent symbol on his Grave.
But the VA guns Said “Sorry Son, Request denied”.
Well he served as any other with his hands and with his heart.
He prayed to Father Sky, bowed Down to Mother Earth.
He honored Air and Water and the Fire he danced around.
But you didn't honor him before you put him in the Ground.
Chorus:
It's a Symbol it's a Sign it stands for Everything Divine.
Excuse me Sir, I think you're wrong, I checked and the last time
I read the doctrine it said practicing your faith is not a crime.
So let this soldier rest………Honor his request.
(So, if you make these children pray…Let them do it their own way)
You sent that little girl crying home from school.
Told her she was evil and she disobeyed the rules.
You took away her pendant. Grandmother's Gift.
But the other kids are free to wear their Crucifix.
And she knows that if you catch her that you'll have her expelled.
She's frightened every member of her family is going to hell.
She's all messed up she's five years old...she doesn't know her rights.
But her Daddy is a Lawyer so get ready for the fight.
Chorus
He's a believer and he wears it on his arm.
First day, new job he set off all the alarms.
The memo spread like wildfire that the devil had arrived.
And the virus got to corporate and they fired him by five.
Now all this misperception and everyone runs scared.
Scared of the neighbors and Scared to declare.
Cuz the persecutions high Expelled, or Fired or Denied.
So what the Hell did our Ancestors fight so hard for?
Bridge: So raise up your chisel and carve next to his name.
All that he held sacred and all that kept him sane.
When you sent him off to war you didn't care what he believed.
Now he served you with his blood grant him his dignity.
Freedom of Speech. Freedom of Faith. Freedom of Religion.
Freedom to Stand up and Fight For What We Believe in.
Freedom to Die for your Country and Be Recognized
With a Symbol of Honor in your Country’s Eyes.
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7. |
Strings On Our Kings
03:50
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Strings on Our Kings
Words and Music by Celia
www.celiaonline.com
Hey There Mr.Pinnochio Man
I heard you once had a killer plan
For the land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.
I heard you had some family ties
I heard you set up some alabis
And Bedfellow Gepetto Carved a new nose on your face.
Long time ago. When there were
Strings on our Kings
Black Gold and Diamond Rings
When there were strings tangling
‘Till a Brave Bard Cut them
Then it was ashes to ashes when they finally fell down
And in the Rubble a country was found
Hey There Mr. Puppet Boy
I heard you used to play with Toys
Set the Soldiers up. Knock the Soldiers Down.
I heard the people were your employer
But you took faith in God and Oil
Bravado’s the band aid that comforts the clown.
Long Time Ago. When There were
Chorus
Root Bound Oooh
Bridge:
I am so grateful to be looking back
God Bless the Soldiers
Goddess bless all souls under attack……..
And Wash away the Shame
Though it was not in my Name.
And Wash away the Shame
From a Long time Ago
Chorus
Got too hot for a boy of wood
Who got confused about where he stood
On the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Oh Say Can You See?
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Shadow
04:02
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You’re Shadow is Dark
Your Shadow is cold
But someday I’d like to cast shadows of my own
But when you’re near I just can’t reach the light
When you’re gone I shine for you so bright
Your Roots bruise my mouth
Your rage is strong
But some day I’ll rustle these leaves of my own
And when I do you’ll know it’s not okay
When you’re near I scrape for words to say.
Chorus:
I need time. And I need space
So I can grow tall like the Sequoias
And I can look you in the face.
But I’m just the child and you’re the grown up
You come home so tired I try hard not to wake you up
But it seems you never ever want to play
You just say I’m always in your way
Break
If I am the apple and you are the tree
I’d sacrifice my sweet to become a bitter leaf
And pray for heavy winds to set me free
And Zephyr me away from Poison Trees.
Chorus:
So I need time and I need space
Maybe I’ll get drunk like a grown up
Maybe I’ll Slap you on the face
And say “Hey, Where you been?”
“Hey, Where you been
All my life?”
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9. |
Simple Question
03:55
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Sitting in a NY City Coffee House
Sitting ‘Cross my friend who speaks his truth all the time
When I’m with him I always feel much more myself.
And right now I am feeling Oh so Divine
And today we are talking ‘bout our obstacles
Anything or anyone who’s in our way
And he is teaching me to ask myself this simple Question
Every minute every second every hour of every day
And that is:
Chorus
Am I Shining? Cause if I’m Shining then….Everything is more than OK.
But, If I’m not shining then I’ll be leaving
No, I won’t wait another day.
And I will tune in And if your not helping me to shine Then
Get The F___ out of my way!
Now I’m back at home in my Midwestern town.
Monkeys jumping on my back in spinal parade.
The light that once shown through my heart has broken down.
Mr. Right is wrong and it’s too little too late.
And then my New York memory comes back to me.
My friend, the chuckle in his throat and twinkle in his eye.
And then I am reminded just to ask my simple question.
And the question isn’t who or what or when or how or why
It’s Simply:
Chorus
It seems to me I’m getting more and more things right.
My smile is getting deeper all the time.
I walk into a dark room and it still feels bright,
All the goodness in my life I’m claiming as mine.
And I never will forget my New York City Friend
That time we shown so bright in that café.
And I will always tune in and I’ll ask my simple question
Every minute, every second, every hour of every day
And that is:
Chorus
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10. |
Shine Your Light
05:15
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These Wicked whispers play the hide and seek of games.
We quest forever never shouldering the blame
We like to think we would have known just what to do
But it was Sarah, the night his soul slipped thru
Well some folks read the papers. Some just read the streets
Everyone’s asking “Why couldn’t he just quit the drink?”
Some would condemn her For setting him free
Others believe her blindness granted him some peace.
Chorus:
So I’m Shining Light on Sarah
Though I did not know her well.
She’s Still alive with the night he died
And the toll of Banjo Marty’s Bell.
King of the Sidewalk he still plays the happy host
Toss a request he’s the most garrulous of ghosts
His sweet sad music. Caressing the concrete
Will live forever as he dances those five strings
Chorus:
And that would be my living Hell.
Bridge: So when the darkness lingers and I’m haunted by the past
He sends a choir of singers. When the picture fades the melody will last.
If you see Sarah and I know sometimes you will.
Don’t take the bait, hate is the suicide of pills.
You can lock her up you can chain your heart
It’s all denial of disease. Crucify and every spirit cries.
Shine your light and every spirit’s free
Including Marty.
So
Shine Shine Shine
Shine Shine Shine
Shine Shine Shine me blind
Won’t you Shine Shine Shine.
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11. |
We'll Always Sing
04:01
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Today has been an eerie day, an empty day for truth.
And though it's ending in confusion, I feel much closer to you.
I do not know your name. I don't know where you're from.
But I've seen this city take it's toll.
But it's no matter what they take from me
They'll not infect my soul.
CHORUS
I'll Always Sing My Highest
I'll always Dance the night away
I'll Always Fly To freedom
My heart beats on as long as there are drums to play.
Oh ay, oh ay, oh ay
I will stomp my anger I will sob my grief
But I'll not crumble in fear
Come all you healers sing it out with me until It's only peace that we can hear.
We no long have the living luxury of revelling in the fight.
For now we understand our purpose here lies in holding the light.
CHORUS
We'll Always Sing our Highest
We'll always Dance the night away
We'll Always Fly To freedom
Our hearts beat on as long as there are drums to play.
Oh ay, oh ay, oh ay
Repeat
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Celia Farran Langley, Washington
Celia is a cross between an Earthy Enya, Joan Baez, &.... Tina Fey. Celia artfully reaches deep into the soul of the listener with her angelic voice and musical creations. "What Celia Offers is a Gift to the World", Brooke Medicine Eagle, Author of "The Last Ghost Dance. "Celia's Music Calls Women to their Glory & Men to Their Hearts". Marianne Williamson, Author of "Return to Love" ... more
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