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Lopez
04:13
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Welcome to the Island where one can get no sleep
Take your shoes off, the water isn’t deep
We’ll sing until the sunrise hits the night
It’s been a good day, a good day, goodnight
As breakfast comes we’ll dabble syrup on
Hop on our bikes and ride across the ocean
The cups they come, this spot is now ours
Let’s drink our drinks, steal canoes, snicker while we ask
Excuse me, Mr. Lopez, where can we sit
You say it isn’t so, but we think this is it
Let’s walk along the water and climb above the sand
Feast like kings and now we understand
We need to build a house where the love shines bright
Tonight, tonight
Welcome to the Island where one can get no sleep
Take your shoes off, the water isn’t deep
We’ll sing until the sunrise hits the night
It’s been a good day, a good day, goodnight
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Carpe Dium
03:54
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I once was a beggar, once was a thief
Asked for some time, stole some relief
Stood for a moment, rambled just a few
Threw down my cards, knew just what to do
An arbitrary manuscript, to parch what is meant
Then the moment slips away, and this is what is left
I ran for the sailboat, on coarse with the song
The change that it carries, the same all along
Set sail in the morning, sail the whole night through
Give me your time, give me all of you
I once was a hero, once the diseased
Saved all of mankind, then died
Sick at sea
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Unravel the Wire
05:29
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A fine wire, will hold the best soles around
You first got to learn to walk your ground
It must take, ten thousand steps
To keep the world spinning
You best walk that wire, between alleys in the sky
Miles above where everyday resides
An act of balance
A death defying feat
Once you step, one thought remains
Dance with a lackadaise refrain
Your feet move, and watch the world below
As it keeps falling
You step off, and take a cordial bow
The crowd cheers and chants you on
Disappear and never come around
Keep the world guessing…
“walk across the wire and watch the world spin again…”
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Where We Are
03:58
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I saw you from the bus today, you asked if I could spare real change
Some sense for style, a dime for grace, another moment fleeting
Although we shared a brief exchange, our lives our stories move the same
The City has its way and then, time it has another
Is who we are, what we know
Now is that what we’re after?
Is where we go, rarely far
From what we have to offer?
Suddenly, we’re in this all
Suddenly, we’re in this all together
Once again I saw you standing there, you were preaching from a corner
In your pinstripe suit and telephone, and half a care for anything
In life we’ll find those secret eyes, they have their own reflections
I emphasize with those who love, that life is but a dream
Where did you go, what did you do, and does it have to do with laughter?
Will I ever reconcile for never connecting
With those I’ll never know as well, or those with different endings
Will I stray away from fate? Or is fate just too tempting…
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Salabar
05:10
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It’s all about the world you see
And all the things you want to be
Take them all or one by one
But don’t forget me when it’s done
There’s something more to you I say
Be all you are to forge the way
Let love abide, let troubles lie
And pull the rope between your eyes
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This Flight
04:47
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There used to be a fancy name, a fancy name for playing games
In this name is a truth; speaks to me, speaks to you
I once had a wooden toy, a wooden toy as a boy
With this toy I played for two; played for me, played for you
Before my time a fishin’ pier, he would fish from year to year
From this pier he always drew, fish for one, fish for two
I hear there was a secret tree, she would climb, a look to see
From this tree always grew, fruit for us, she always knew
Come then, let us take each other’s hand, embrace now & see
The old is new, our souls are too, let’s go now, be free
And fly…fly…fly…
Story goes, that no one knows, if time gets faster or it slows
Cheers of ale, ye old friend, take the bow, let it sail
I find love growing day by day, love will change, yet remain
One so strong and one so true, no regrets, so we choose
Come then, let us take each other’s hand, embrace now & see
The old is new, our souls are too, let’s go now, be free
And fly…fly…fly…
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7. |
Heist
03:35
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Come now, we’ve got to catch that train
You know, or else we starve for days
Grab your hat, can’t be late
Don’t slow down, hustle, this cannot wait
Got a bag for the gold, and a gun for the man
Got a suit from the tailor, fit right in
Take a seat on the left, she sits to my right
If I had my way, train would ride all night
Fast now, make sure you see their hands
Take all, take everything you can
Steal the purse, take the watch
It’s our time now, quickly, take the lot
Ah shit! Third seat’s got a gun!
Bye now! These gamblers got to run
Don’t get shot, don’t look back
The heist is done, the heist like that
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Josh Jensen Seattle, Washington
Josh is a singer/songwriter living in and constantly exploring the beautiful Pacific Northwest. Josh's influences come from a diverse palette of musicians, which is very much reflected in his song writing style and approach.
Josh Jensen recommends:
G.O.V.T. Graffiti
by The Smokes
Check out the latest The Smokes album - it's a rock and roll masterpiece!!
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Jonathan's Synthesizer Tape
by Jonathan Sherman
My friend Jonathan was an avid musician, one of those people who could pick up anything and master it. Here is a beautiful compilation of his synthesizer tracks.
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This page contains albums from Sweet Beets and Cadre, a couple of bands that I performed in back in the day. Enjoy!
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such bad things happen
by Levi Fuller & the Library
Turbulent indie rock from Levi Fuller & the Library that has the snarl of hardcore and the knotty meter of math rock.
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Oakland singer-songwriter honors her Haitian heritage with five R&B spirituals overflowing with radiance, fueled by her soft, angelic voice.
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behind my eyes
by Lalin St Juste
Lalin St Juste’s atmospheric R&B songs are as gentle as a spring breeze and as mysterious as a far-off galaxy—engrossing and bewitching.
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