1. |
Doin' Fine
06:31
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Where are my old friends
I wish weād talk more often
I wonder how they are some times
Getting on I guess
Somewhere there is a mess from our reckless, feckless lives
Well some got married, some got buried
Plowed under by their lives
Like mine has
But the life I have aināt bad
When weād make fun of them
Those picket-fenced-in people
Weād speed at ninety miles an hour
And tell ourselves weāre free
Weāll never be one of them
āCause we had courage, we had power
But then your mother got divorced
Five kids, debt and feeling forced
Thatās the way
We have all we have today
Cause youāre doing fine
With the house and garden
The dogs in your backyard
And thatās the dream
Isnāt it?
The dream we never had
But it aināt
If itās the life you find you have
I said Iād be a light
Iād be original
Iād never marry, Iād be smart
Iād be a billionaire from nothing but my writing
Or make a living off my art
And Gertrude Stein would be my hero
Iād live in France and have a thousand romancesā¦ yeaā¦
But the life I have aināt bad
No Iām doinā fineā¦
And though I barely got to France
I got close enough to know
About the things that matter most of all
So when Iām very old
When itās time to go
When that grim reaper arrives
I might have regrets
About things I left behind
But I wonāt weep for them
I canāt weep for them
No I wonāt weep for them
They were never really mine
But Iām doing fineā¦
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2. |
Can U Hear Me
05:09
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Can you hear me?
Do you see the color gray?
Can you see it?
Mirrored and all the way back home
Do you listen?
To the sounds of shaking air
Can you feel it?
Though nothing's really there
But it is
Can you hear it?
See?
Can you be here?
Can you be?
Can you hear me?
Can you feel me?
Reaching out
Making patterns
In the clouds
Are you lifting?
Up to touch the rain
Can you say it?
Even though it sounds insane?
We are near
Can you feel it?
See?
Can you be here?
Can you be?
Do you hear me?
Do you feel me?
Reaching out
Making patterns
In the clouds
What's the point of knowing this?
On the tips of angel bliss
Faith has a way of making fools of everyone
Unless you can prove it
You're only be proved wrong
But isn't that the way it is?
As doubters have their way with this
Connections on a wave of time
I'm trying to draw the straightest line
Do you hear me?
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3. |
Rhythm of the Money
04:33
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Found you in a funk
Stuck within a rut
Living on the edge of nothing
Got no job, no friends
And nothing meets the ends
Of poverty and all that means
Itās the Rhythm of the money
And that boss you know
As he fires you to strengthen
His portfolio
You say youāre deep in debt?
But honey you have let
Yourself be too far gone
And itās all your fault
You can blame, assault someone
But youāre the one
In the rhythm of the money
Politicians know
Protect the high ups who will pay you
Ignore the fools below
And no one
Will seal the bleed
No one with integrity
In the Rhythm of the Money
And so youāve got a gripe
Cause they have wrecked your life
And theyāre not types to share
And no one here can help
Except idealists
And honey, they aināt in
The politics of this
With the rhythm of the money
Wall Street on the rise
When you canāt beat āem you canāt join āem
In your own demise
With the Rhythm of the Money
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4. |
Whatever It Is
05:51
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My father never figured out what he wanted to be
And maybe I can see I have the same
Kind of wondering why, Iām pulled one way and yet
I do another, so why do I or you or we do
Something less than what we are?
But in a territory of a grander plan
Donāt regret the life that you have to live
Whatever it is
Thereās rhythm to the chorus to
āmake all your money, move the ladder, move it higherā and then maybe you begin to
Pay down debts and then raise your children
And then if youāre lucky you might some time to spend it with them
While you find out who you are
But in a territory of a grander plan
Donāt regret the life that you have to live
Whatever it is
You were going to be a speaker
You were going to be an architect
You were going to be an author
You were going to be a painter
Maybe at some other time
Maybe in another life
But while you find out who you are
In a territory of a grander plan
Donāt regret the life that you have to live
Whatever it is
Whatever it is
Whatever it isā¦
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5. |
So Long
05:03
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Light falls
And shadows make
Silhouettes in grey
Remember sitting
In the sunset as the colors fade
Lost at twenty-two
With the best of you
Little moments, nothing lasts
In an ancient past
Nineteen eighty
Summer drive
We were once alive
But that was then
And now is gone
So my friend
So long, so long
See me
In memories
All are dressed in blue
Like a hazy vista rising with
a cloudy hue
Wiser heads prevailed
With the boat that sailed
No repeat, can't take it back
Knowing nothing lasts
Nineteen eighty
Summer driveā¦
Where's that greener grass?
Mirror on the wall?
Fortune made and gone
Life keeps flowing on
Nineteen eighty
Summer driveā¦
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6. |
Gliding
04:18
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I felt sick when I was 20
With all these worries in my head
And it took 'til I was 30
To realize the things I'd said
And it's taken until 40
In fact, I am still working on
The stuff I want to say
If only I don't get in my way
And Iāll be gliding on the moment
Gliding on the moment
It seems so very, very easy
But in fact it's very hard
To be here and not in dreamland
Or stuck inside a phony part
When in some hyped up illusion
Wanting more and more from life
A breeze across the porch
A cloud I canāt ignore
And I am gliding on the moment
Gliding on the moment
Breathe, just breathe
Take in all there is to see
Breathe, just breathe
Take in all there is to be
Gliding on the moment...
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7. |
White Mountain
03:44
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She was born in winter near white mountainsides
Run the ice fields, try to get home before night
He said, āI am going where ice birds die
Where winterās warm and the summerās dry
Because I am leaving, you must know
Thereās a time to stay
And time to goā
She had loved but always been icy afraid
He would love and leave her like dust on his wake
She said, āWill you take me, an ice bird child
Where summerās warm and the winterās mild?
Because you are leaving, I must know
Thereās a time to stay
And time to go
Where the white mountainside
Melts away on the wings of this lifeā
He said, āI canāt take you when I donāt know
Where Iāll be or with whom Iāll love
Iāll remember you
Remember me
Thereās time to love
And time to leave"
While the white mountainsides
Will float away on
A cloud of Dust upon the sky
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8. |
Why's It You
05:09
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Here, feeling lame
Words abound all jumbled in my brain
Caught, in the act
Caring all about you, what was that?
Why's my heart a target range?
Why's it you?
Why do some things have to change?
Why's it you?
Small, saving face
As you go and vanish with no trace
And life hanging on
Feeling grey, deserted now you're gone
Why's my heart a target range?
Why's it you?
Why do some things have to change?
Why's it you?
I guess I can try
I guess I will
Climb up this hill
I guess it's the best thing
But I still
Keep wondering
Why?
Wet, sweaty palms
Heart in throat, pretending I am calm
But here, it's an act
And it's obvious, you know it point of fact
Why's my heart a target range?
Why's it you?
Why do some things have to change?
Why's it you?
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9. |
Here Then
04:44
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Once upon a long ago
And a far away on a day
Grass is green and sky is blue
If youād asked me then what I knew
Nothing in mind
Nothing in time
Sitting in the summer heat
Sitting side by side, feet to feet
Joking about what to lose
Next yearās names in the news
Saying goodbye
Tongues tied
Here, then
Here, when
Here, thru the years
So whatās the story anyway?
Were the feet you had feet of clay?
Never had a word from you
I had looked for it, thought you knew
Sunsets and time
Still on my mindā¦
Decades and wondering
Is it all that you planned?
All that you hoped for?
Life on demand?
Here, then...
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10. |
Analyzing
03:40
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I see you in a still photo smiling
With a new girlfriend in the part
Does she feel right?
Does she make you wonder why the moon is wrapped around your heart?
Cause Iāve been analyzing, analyzing everything
If I analyze it, analyze it
I might get a different ending
I play out all the details of our last conversation
Rewind every look for how to feel
Watch to see if you meant
Every word you said or if there was some feeling you conceal
As Iāve been analyzingā¦
Scared, were you scared?
As you ran from all the closeness that we shared
Back off, you need space
I shouldnāt pin you down
To words you canāt erase
See you in a still photo smiling
Looking so much better than I do
Is it easy for you?
Is she the one?
Or am I?
But you canāt see it in the short run
āCause Iāve been analyzingā¦
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Cheryl Foster Oshkosh, Wisconsin
I'm a long-time singer-songwriter. I played professionally as a classical musician for over 20 years. Now, I just enjoy writing for my own amusement and maybe yours, too. š
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