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Touch Stone World
02:09
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Even if we don’t know how, we see beyond the clouds. We go another round. Touch Stone Ground.
We see where we should be. We know the seeds of need. Music hearts are bound. Touch Stone Sound.
No need to dominate, play to appreciate. Give the dance a whirl. Touch Stone Swirl.
Her story makes up your world, care for your dance swirl girl. Love letters on the wind, welcoming you in. Love her in her world, Touch Stone Girl.
The world we see inside, the love of desire. Touchstones our interface with our graceful fires. Warming hearts and shining bright, keeping warm through the night. Love animates our world and we need more. Give the the world a pearl, Touch Stone World.
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Here We Are Now
02:59
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Here we are now. Here we are now.
I see you and you see me. This is a real cute meet.
Here we are now.
Holding hands on the street, smiling at the people that we meet.
I get you and you get me, let’s see what we can be.
Here we are now.
Laughing in the rain, singing out our names.
Sitting in your old Mercedes Benz, waiting for the rain to end.
Here we are now.
Vows on top of the world, joy overfilled.
Lava of love, river of heat, a witness to our two heart beats.
Here we are now.
I’m so in love with you, I’m so in love with you.
We lived in a magic land, cared for by our loving hands.
A sky show every night and day, and jewels to light our way.
Here we are now.
The story unfolds, love will be told.
When we care about each other’s story, true love will find our glory.
Here we are now. Here we are now. Love is the power. Here we are now.
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Run a Golden Line
03:44
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Blue Gossamer wings, a Dragon in blue. On his way back from a world's wide tour. He flies in the face of a windsock that looks like a fish. I wonder how he knows not to flinch.
Run a golden line through every stitch and every time, and know of loves glow in the frequency hope will always know, hope will always know.
Copper Gossamer wings, a pretty lattice of wire. Warm from the sun's heat and glows the color of fire. I write this song to the beauty I've seen and compassion to the things I can not unsee.
Run a golden line through every stitch and every time, and know of loves glow in the frequency hope will always know, Love will always know.
In a world of beauties still unknown, to this beauties I sing this song.
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Will for Wishing Wells
04:06
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What you want and what your get. It all depends on how you look at it. It depends on how they see me as to what they wanted me to appear to be. If what you see is what you get, I know I’ve seen enough of their bit.
Say what you want to, do to your will, what your will will do for wishing wells. Wisper in the soft, wet wind. Wish for the world the things that have never been.
(Electric Guitar Solo by Ian Watts of Ape Machine)
Remembering wishing wells. Remember wishing wells. Remember your, remember your wishing wells. Remember, remember your wishing wells. Remember your wishing wells.
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Rainy Day Start
01:21
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Hired guns on the run, new times have begun. Remember the harm they’ve done. So harm no one.
Join the discipline, not the crowd, say it, say it, say it out loud.
The noon day shadows will have fun invisible in the sun, yet apparent to everyone.
We can’t settle here, we are pioneers, on the edge of metal fatigue, we once again, flex our wings. Under cover in the night, a screech owl sees the sight. A billion suns shining bright, twinkle little star, we know where you are.
In me I see eternity of humanity, humanities delighted powers, the powers of the light.
Sweet dark Jack heeds the call, brother Jack of Magic Hall, they spin the wind into tales of truth of thick to thin trails. Loyalties of the day, destroyers of liberty's ways. Soul sister with one last play, chooses Euchre to save the day.
Hey never trump your partner’s ace only to save you lover’s face. We will spin the net of no more archy’s. Instead of nets of intertwined, windings of truth to twine, and rhythm to rhyme creating a continuity line. Just in time to save time and time in return says the words, Run Free Child, Run Free
Now what will your constant be now? I choose love, I choose love. I will play with the partner in hand. I’ve got a hand down with a lone win, but I’m going to have everyone play it (a)round.
A kind wizard shares his craft gives her the words she felt but could not speak. When we sing we can all do the same, do it for you me, humanity.
Singing and walking our way to liberty. Gathering foot steps. . . . . . . . .
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Love Helps People Grow
04:41
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We can take a picture of a face from outer space.
When we care about the person behind the face, then it will make sense.
Imagine each face with a warm, a warm healthy glow.
We know love helps people grow.
Bacteria live in our atmosphere.
Are they colonizing in our air traffic vapor trails.
Just in case, we should let them know.
We know love helps life grow.
The next time a refreshing raindrop lands on your face.
Thank them for the amazing landing in the first place.
In a single drop of rain may be beings in the know.
We know love helps people glow.
Billions of computers and they all have mother boards.
Are creators of personal computers mother boys.
Just remember to teach your computers well.
We know love creates a wonderful world.
You in the moment it takes to snap a finger to this beat.
Billions of ways to reach our feat.
The fact that you care simply is neat.
We know the songs of love’s glow.
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Running Off Leash
03:59
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Love can take you to the sky where you want to die or learn to fly. This is why I wonder why you and I still fly these clouds.
I want to take you where the air runs free, clean and bright.
Gliding 2X2 through the blue to a midnight love relight.
If you do not care and share then all these doors will keep you alone in your mind's dark world. Your heart holds the key to see you and me, smiling behind the wining doors.
See with your mind's eye tonight, be by her right, the lady or tiger's love route. Let it in and let it out and life comes through for you without a doubt.
Zip lining a time maze of our lives of strife.
The light begins to show, Love is a little crazy, so here we go. Let's bring it home, let's bring it home, and let it show.
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10. |
Come Play With Me
03:04
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Robin Christle Portland, Oregon
I am a singer songwriter of Cascadian Folk music. I have lived in the Pacific Northwest for most of my life because my spirit pairs with the Northwest's Natural Wonders and Beauty of its special Landscapes. I am self taught and my words are my poetry and the music its heart and soul. Mostly, I just have fun and let it shine, and let the true voice run free in song lines. ... more
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