Insambia
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She’s a flat footed regular girl
she keeps level eyed,
she sees the world
Not looking up at those more grown
not looking down at those just sewn
Big girls tell her
don’t come unfurled
She’s a flat footed regular girl
she keeps level eyed
she sees the world
Not looking up at those more grown
not looking down at those just sewn
Big girls tell her
don’t come unfurled
‘round high heeled boy
blue eye pig tails
hide and seek moon
boy high heeled shoes
where in the room
She’s a flat footed regular girl
she keeps level eyed
she sees the world
Not looking up at those more grown
not looking down at those just sewn
People in chairs
sit with their stares
too grown to understand
she’s lookin for her flat footed regular man
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Oh i love to burn and then return to earth
to glow with heat and then repeat the cycle of my birth
a child again all dressed in red
innocence begun
to circle round, up and down
reset to rerun
Oh i love to bend and send my branches to the sky
a tree can sway in any way, never asking why
but lightening strikes and wood ignitesand flames will light the sky
And what was grand no longer stands but joins the earth to die
Oh i love to climb and find the world is passing by
hang from my tail, away i sail never asking why
i howl i dance i come apart
my tongue an orange flame
Begin to end and end to start fire monkey is my name
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Forget Me Not
04:27
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I was young once
I had the fight
Was full of passion
And I was ripe
My head bursting
With crazy thoughts
I was young once
Forget me not
Now I am old
And I am wise
And rich like leather
Tangy and dry
But still I have
Such crazy thoughts
And still I leap
Forget me not
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oh, the dog is down
and the man is gone
at the market I saw the farmer
eyes as blue as turquoise
screen creased by the sun
hadn’t seen her in a while
someone else tended her table
of candied beets, and curly greens and freckled pumpkins
when she explained where she’d been
I laughed at her story
when she explained what she’d seen
I shared her misery
I thought her song sounded like a story
her story sounded like a song to me
when she said
“oh, the dog is down
and the man is gone”
all I got is a bed to sleep in
all I got is a fired to keep me warm
the man is gone, the dog is down now
but I still got the farm
still got the farm
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Mulberry Tree
03:44
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I have a mulberry, mulberry, mulberry tree
I have a mulberry tree
but no fruit do I see
I have a mulberry mulberry, mulberry tree
I have a mulberry tree
but no fruit do I see
I wait for flowers I water the roots
I count the hours of sun for fruit
I have a mulberry mulberry, mulberry tree
I have a mulberry tree
but no fruit do I see
I part the clouds I call the rain
I wait and wonder will it fruit again
my mulberry, mulberry tree
Once it was full
and the branches bent low
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To sleep
To keep
Today
Away
I must
Try to
Surrender
To death
To dark
But fear
The spark
Of life
Fading
Too ember
Ah Insambia
Tossing and turning
Washing and burning
Insambia
Over and over
Crumbling, tumbling down
Ah Insambia
Tossing and turning
Washing and burning
Insambia
Over and over
Crumbling, tumbling down
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Dystopia Utopia Dystopia
04:26
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I’ve been awake
For too many lifetimes
I’ve been enlightened and I’m disillusioned
At the same time
And the thing that’s causing pain
is not as it appears
And the thing enticing pleasure
Is not as it appears
And the hell that we’ve made
In the place of heaven
Is balanced by the heaven
Getting made in hell
Dystopia
Is perfection’s shadow
How can any mortal man take delight
In the dubious sparkle of a tiny gem
When he can look at a star
Or even at the sun?
The Utopians are amazed that gold
Which in itself is useless
Is now prized so
That mankind who gave value
Is valued much less than gold
How anyone be so insane as to imagine
That he is nobler because of a fine spun woolen thread
Since that wool, however fine,
Was once worn by a sheep
Utopia, Utopia, Utopia, Utopia
I’ve been awake
For too many lifetimes
I’ve been enlightened and I’m disillusioned
At the same time
And the thing that’s causing pain
is not as it appears
And the thing enticing pleasure
Is not as it appears
And the hell we’ve made
In the place of heaven
Is balanced by the heaven
Getting made in hell
Dystopia
Is perfection’s shadow
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When we flew into Los Angeles
we could see that the earth was brown
then we heard on the radio
another well dry in another town
oh, we can't find water
water we can't find
in a truck, down a well, through pipeline
water we can't find
We carry our buckets from the sink
to the garden
saying our steps count as exercise
but every cup we pour
takes some time
and every step make takes more time
It would good to have time for other things
To do the things that water brings
oh, we can't find water
water we can't find
in a truck, down a well, through pipeline
water we can't find
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Yesterday I woke up screaming
I couldn’t put down my feet
The earth was hot and shifting
And a river had replaced the street
I felt my breath turn to wind
And boil my blood into gas
I felt my skin stretched so thin
You could see through it like glass
And then the spinning started
And the center of the vortex was me
Trees pulled up from their roots
Cars flew through the sky
And into the sea
And I didn’t stop for hours
Kept spinning through town after town
Leaving homes in my wake
And unable to slow down
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What is a hand but tissue made of dust
Minerals you are made of like the earth’s crust
And the rocks in space that float by
That’s just us
Around the earth you spin
Insert yourself within
Remember our stories
The bone is the key
Bone, bone, B-O-N-E
In the dinosaurs, in the universe
Phosphate, carbonate and calcium
Your mother, your father and their seven sons
All part of a cycle waiting to begin
Recall what you are made of
Insert yourself within
And solve the mystery
The bone, the bone, the bone is the key
What is a hand but tissue made of dust
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You hold me in your short strong way
To show your love then you step away
Back to the place where you belong
on your two feet and always strong
And all the years I wanted you to stay
And hold on just a moment longer
Now you’re holding me
But really I’m
I’m holding you
I feel the muscle within your back
Growing soft and unwinding
Like a rope in the sun
The sun
Then you smile you’re wearing my face
And now I’m wearing yours
How can it be that these shoes fit?
Your shoes are wide big and heavy
And in the morning when we return
You’ll wear your shoes and I my face again
How, how can it be?
We are ourselves but differently
We are ourselves but differently
We are ourselves but differently
But how?
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Fronted by vocalist Weba Garretson and guitarist Ralph Gorodetsky, this band features 3 part vocal harmony, hard swinging grooves, funky beats and gorgeous orchestral moments all woven into your standard three chord song. The five piece is enhanced by woodwind and harp maestro Vince Meghrouni, and propelled by the grooving rhythm section of bassist Laura Grissom and drummer Brian Christopherson. ... more
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