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To Leave Something Behind
I cannot say that I know you well
But you can’t lie to me with all these books that you sell
I’m not trying to follow you to the end of the world
I’m just trying to leave something behind
Words have come from men and mouse
But I can’t help thinking that I’ve heard the wrong crowd
When all the water is gone my job will be too
And I’m trying to leave something behind
Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
Oh the future ahead is broken and red
But I’m trying to leave something behind
This whole world is a foreign land
We swallow the moon but we don’t know our own hand
We’re running with the case but we ain’t got the gold
Yet we’re trying to leave something behind
My friends I believe we are at the wrong fight
And I cannot read what I did not write
I’ve been to His house, but the master is gone
But I’d like to leave something behind
There is a beast who has taken my blame
You can put me to bed but you can’t feel my pain
When the machine has taken the soul from the man
It’s time to leave something behind
Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
Oh the future ahead is already dead
And I’m trying to leave something behind
I got this feeling that I’m still at the shore
And pockets don’t know what it means to be poor
I can get through the wall if you give me a door
So I can leave something behind
Oh wisdom is lost in the trees somewhere
You’re not going to find it in some mental gray hair
It’s locked up from those who hurry ahead
And it’s time to leave something behind
Oh money is free but love costs more than our bread
And the ceiling is hard to reach
When my son is a man he will know what I meant
I was just trying to leave something behind
I was just trying to leave something behind
Songwriters: Sean Rowe
To Leave Something Behind lyrics © Mothership Music Publishing
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Remember to Remember
Shad
Featuring: Lights
Produced By: Mike Tompkins
Album: Flying Colours

REMEMBER TO REMEMBER LYRICS
[Verse 1]
Yeah, I forget so often, God, no wonder I feel lost
When I forget where I came from or how I got past
Now we ain’t young, can’t play dumb, the fun and games is done
Damn man, it’s a strange one
Reverend what you say, run, walk this way
By the light of the same sun, that’s in the sky where the rain’s from
But the clouds make it hard to see him
He’s in my brother I discovered that it’s not that hard to be him
I just lose him in the P.M., thinking if I had a B.M
I could hang with Mona Lisas like a piece in a museum
Uh, human beings
Deep inside we decide if we free men

[Hook 1: Shad & {​Lights}​]
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I mean it now}​
Just remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I see you now}​

[Verse 2]
You may have to forgive him forever
Everyday they say life can make you bitter or better
I say “Hey, sacred or not it’s all that we got”
Love is what it is, or maybe not what you thought
Woke up one morning started talking to pops
He said “There’s lots that you’ve learned but a lot you forgot
More often than not you don’t got to be taught
Just remember to remember how you got to the spot, that’s hot”
I’m happy and healthy and dreaming and dying
I’m loving and lonely and tired of trying
I’m fall and faded and failing with flying
Colours fumbling forward facing sky
My aim’s to entertain and inspire
Walk through the rain and the fire, pay bills keep sane, and retire
From the game with a name that’s admired
Seeing the stars and aiming higher

[Hook 2: Shad & {​Lights}​
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I need it now}​
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Yeah
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Break it down like this…
{​I mean it now}​

[Verse 3]
Now I ain’t ever really been one for image
Ain’t trying to fool the public with some stunts and gimmicks
Guys gravitate to blunts and Guinness to get the courage to fight the urge
In ’em, not to succumb to timidness
And this world is fully overrun with mimics
With a penchant for overexposing guns and women
Few deals, funds is limited, folks front to get in the game
That ain’t kind, everyone’s a critic
But this ain’t a race to win, it’s a run to finish
And as long as I got breath in my lungs to end it
The enemy isn’t the flesh and blood thugs and cynics
We fighting fear and pride for the love within us

[Hook 2]
Remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I see you now}​
Remember to remember
{​In the now}​
Remember to remember
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to Remember
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to Remember
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to Remember
{​I feel it now}​
Remember to Remember

[Instrumental section—a cappella samples]

[Verse 4]
Break it down, the poor struggle with needs
The rich struggle with greed, this camel struggle to squeeze
Through the eye of a needle, some eyes struggle to see
But we all struggle for freedom
Instead of freeing each other by letting ourselves be
Yeah, and it never ends
We only feel better when we feel like we’re better than
Clever men and our violence
Silence is when we shoot from the lip too quiet
Then we talk nonviolence and stay silent when it suits
Really, it’s all violence at the root
The same James Wilks in the booth, but tyrants aren’t tyrants in the group
Who started the shooting? Who knows?
We were all just born inside of this truth
Taught to shoot as youth, taught as just humans being human
But the truth is the truth is bulletproof

[Outro]
Remember to remember

http://genius.com/Shad-remember-to-remember-lyrics

Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest

BEARTOOTH LYRICS
“Beaten In Lips”

Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest
Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest

Will the story end
Will it ever change
I never knew a person could be so deranged
Does it make you feel good
Do you feel strong ruining the lives of everyone you love

As if life isn’t hard already
Add it to the list of things to forget
With one chance to define ourselves
We’re gonna keep on living
Keep on living

This is for the kids with the beaten in lips
Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

This is for the kids with a soul like mine
When people tell you living is a waste of your time
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

Pull the plug with a single decision
Your way of life is a contradiction
Go to rehab celebrate with ketamine
Mend the wounds and light it with kerosene

Light my wounds with kerosene

As if life isn’t hard already
Add it to the list of things to forget
With one chance to define ourselves
We’re gonna keep on living
Keep on living

This is for the kids with the beaten in lips
Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down
This is for the kids with a soul like mine
When people tell you living is a waste of your time
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

Listen to the sound of your children revolting
Listen to the sound of the lives you’re ruining

This is for the kids with the beaten in lips
Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

This is for the kids with the beaten in lips
Whose parents try to shut them up using their fists
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

This is for the kids with a soul like mine
When people tell you living is a waste of your time
Keep living loud and proud
They never can hold you down

Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest
Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest

 
“Go Be The Voice”

Go be the voice of god
Go live the life putting death to shame

I wasn’t force fed what I think
And I don’t care if you think I’m brainwashed for what I believe,
but it sure wasn’t from people reminding me that I’m still a
failure every Sunday morning

It’s my fault
It’s always my fault
Every time I have a problem that can’t be solved

Tell me I’ve made progress
All I want is to make you proud
Are the lungs in my chest still working
Cause sometimes I wanna shout where’s my savior now

Life and death is all perspective

Just don’t give up you know it’s not worth it
Life and death is a matter of perspective
Give in you know it’s your purpose
Even if you know you’ll never deserve it

God where are you
God where are you now

There’s no substance
Nothing’s real anymore
But I’m still swinging
Fighting like never before

 
“Body Bag”

One life, one decision [x3]
Make sure it ends with you still living

(1…2…1 2 3! Go!)

How does it feel at the bottom of the barrel
All your friends don’t care no your friends don’t care at all [x2]

Rejected rejected
You’re never gonna be the one respected
Infected infected
This is the way that every life is ended

No, no this life won’t swallow me whole [x2]

If I could set the clocks back
I wouldn’t be headed for a body bag
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living
Feel like I’m on the fast track
To laying face down from a heart attack
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living

One life one decision [x3]
Make sure it ends with you still living

You’re never gonna touch the surface
I sure hope it’s worth it
You can lie to everybody around you
But you can’t lie to the hole inside you

No, no this life won’t swallow me whole [x2]

If I could set the clocks back
I wouldn’t be headed for a body bag
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living
Feel like I’m on the fast track
To laying face down from a heart attack
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living

One life one decision [x3]
Make sure it ends with you still living

If I could set the clocks back
I wouldn’t be headed for a body bag
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living
Feel like I’m on the fast track
To laying face down from a heart attack
One life and one decision
Make sure it ends with you still living

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This is the internet. Look it up. I recently stumbled across Beartooth. Awesome!

Everything that I say won’t mean anything less
When I’m down in a grave
And you’ve put me to rest

Do no harm.

John Wesley said that after he asked, “How is it with your sou? How is your walk with God?”

I hurt someone this week. I didn’t mean to. That doesn’t make hurt any less for either of us.

I am determined, and I work to ever improve.

Hurt people hurt people. Trying to hurt ends with me.

A nearly perfect song.

From the record, The Turning.

River of Love Lyrics
“River of Love” was written by T-bone Burnett.

There’s a river of love that runs through all times
But there’s a river of grief that floods through our lives
It starts when a heart is broken in two
By the thief of belief in anything that’s true
But there’s a river of love that runs through all times

There’s a river of love that runs through all times
But there’s a river of tears that flows through our eyes
We fight through the night for freedom as it fades
Into a jail where we fail every time we make a break
But there’s a river of love that runs through all times

I had to run before I knew how to crawl
The first step was hard but I’ve had trouble with them all
Now the night grows darker and the day grows dim
‘Cause I know I never will see you again
And I almost made you happy

There’s a river of love that runs through all times
But there’s a river of fire that burns with no light
The flame is the pain of dreams gone up in smoke
From the lies we deny and we breathe until we choke
But there’s a river of love that runs through all time

Songwriters
T-BONE BURNETT

Published by
Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

Here she sings live in an intimate setting.

http://www.metrolyrics.com/river-of-love-lyrics-leslie-phillips.html

Ms. Phillips has exceptional talent. Her and T-Bone are quite a team. Not only is she super talented vocally, she even has some screen credits. This may shock you, but I love it. You probably didn’t notice that Katya was the sweet Ms. Phillips:

Really though, the important part is that there is a river of love that flows through all time and all eternity.

Though the thief of belief will steal anything that’s true, though we fight through the night for freedom as it fades Into a jail where we fail every time we make a break, there is a river of love that runs through all time.

Love over all. Love is indispensable. Love is what matters, and this love has nothing to do with sex.


Happened across this old blog while looking up Barry McGuire old stuff. I was hoping to find his opening trio for Lighten Up. Only found recordings of “Don’t Blame God”, which is the middle of the trio. A version of Eve of destruction opens the trio and a powerful musical quoting of 2nd Chronicles finishes the recording. I can’t find the whole thing online. I’ll get around to buying the Lighten Up album from Barry’s store soon.

Anyway, neat resource.

Barry’s song goes along with my concerns about bad times getting worse before good times get going again. Of course, Barry has been saying such since the 60s and 70s. I’m glad it hasn’t been true yet.

The Greatest Christian Albums of All Time

LIGHTEN UP

Barry McGuire

In 1965 Barry McGuire, former member of the New Christy Minstrels, released the album “Eve of Destruction.” During that same year the single of the same name went to Number One on Billboard’s Hot 100. But it would be 6 years later that McGuire would claim was the greatest event of his life. After an encounter with traveling evangelist Arthur Blessitt McGuire became a Christian and started a Christian Music career that would span as many genres as it would decades. Rock, folk, pop, country and even children’s music would be used by McGuire to proclaim the Gospel and he would find success in all of those areas.

Most would remember the hit Eve of Destruction while others may remember the corny novelty country/spoken word song, Cosmic Cowboy. Some may even be more familiar with his work with the Agape Ministries children’s project, Bullfrogs and Butterflies…

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Sometimes.

This song by Klank well captures some of life’s ups and downs.

While I know this industrial metal won’t suit all tastes, give a listen. (Daniel Amos below should reach a majority.)

God?

from NUMB…Reborn by Klank

Tonight’s another night
I wander aimlessly
To put it all in place
A picture I don’t see

And when I close my eyes
I don’t care if I wake
I use the same excuses
I make the same mistakes

Sometimes it seems so hard
Like you’re ignoring me
I wonder if you do exist
And what you mean to me…

Sometimes I think you hate me

Sometimes I think you hate me

(background comments: This-is your future—think about it)

Is this some kind of test
Or way to make me see
There has to be a reason
Why it’s happening to me

How much more to cry
Until I have a clue
The emptiness I’m feeling
Does it come down to you?

Show me everything
And tell me what to feel
My eyes have been so jaded
That I don’t know what is real

Sometimes I think you hate me

Sometimes I think you hate me

(background comments: This-is your future—think about it)

Sometimes I think you hate me

Sometimes I think you hate me

(background comments)

I expect the latest album, Dig Here, Said the Angel, by Daniel Amos will find favor among most, but give a listen to this one. Terry Scott Taylor has such a way with words, such insights.

http://www.danielamos.com/da/digheresaidtheangel/theusesofadversity.html

The Uses of Adversity

from the album “Dig Here Said the Angel”

Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2013 Shape of Air Music
I found your handprints on the pages of history
I said your ways are past finding out
‘Cause you’re much too small if you’re not a Mystery
So don’t send me rain if I bloom in drought
No don’t send me certainty
If somehow it’s best for me to doubt

In the days of the nail and nights of the lash
In the season of the quake and the lightning flash
You become a slight impression on a threadbare shroud
While you hide yourself away somewhere behind a thundercloud
And I won’t pray for certainty or faith that’s always free from doubt

‘Cause I’m inclined to thrive in misery
When I’m kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane
Yes I’m inclined to thrive in misery
When I’m kneeling in the garden of Gethsemane
Crying Oh Oh Oh My God, my God, have you forsaken me
Or is this grace disguised as adversity?

My heartbeat is the pounding of your iron hand breaking me
Who knows where this shattering love is taking me
‘Cause you’re much too small if you’re not a Mystery
So don’t send me rain if I bloom in drought
No don’t send me certainty if somehow it’s best for me to doubt

I found your handprints on the pages of history
I said your ways are past finding out

War is hell. We all need reminded. However, it is part of our world, at least for now.

This song speaks to me. Barry is one of the greats.

This phrase, “the worst fear,” struck me, and I had to post a note.

You’ve thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain’t worth the blood
That runs in your veins

https://youtu.be/sYA51Ok_rcU

The link above is Barry McGuire. I like it better than the Bob Dylan original, but this is a good video too.

https://youtu.be/gOyWO2K9Crw

I pray that we, as humanity, never fear to bring children into this world.

And it shouldn’t be.

Daniel Amos

The boy thinks God may be over on the devil’s side

Ah Kalhöun!

http://www.danielamos.com/da/kalhoun/fatherexplains.html

Father Explains

from the album “Kalhöun”

Words and music by Terry Taylor
©1991 Twitchen Vibes/ Brainstorm Artists Int’l.. ASCAP/BMI
His bare feet are calloused, he hikes up his pants
His mother says “Son you’re too young for the ranks”
We need food for our family not airplanes and tanks
And that’s where the moneys all gone

Eight brothers and sisters, but three of them died
Caught out in the marketplace with nowhere to hide
The boy thinks God may be over on the devil’s side
Where the line in the sand has been drawn

Father’s screaming now “Somebody put out the light
If God wills it now we’ll be in heaven tonight”
(Oh yeah) The bombs came down like steel rain
(Oh yeah) Hit the ground like steel rain
(Oh yeah) Nothing sounds like steel rain
“It’s our lot in life, son” his father explains

When the total of life has been suffering and hate
Death on the doorsteps and endless debate
Then God only knows how much blood it will take
Before someone makes right all the wrong

So bitter and hardened, too old for his age
The boy screams his madness, succumbs to his rage
Now he’s just another death on the bottom of the page
And that’s how the story goes on

Father’s screaming now “Somebody put out the light
If God wills it now we’ll be in heaven tonight”
(Oh yeah) The bombs came down like steel rain
(Oh yeah) Scarred the ground like steel rain
(Oh yeah) Nothing sounds like steel rain
“It’s our lot in life, daughter” her father explains 

Daniel Amos (and Terry Scott Taylor), best that’s ever been.

I should write a proper review, but it’s late.

I attended the OKC evening performance of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra at the Chesapeake Arena tonight. It was a brief visit to heaven. It was good.

These folks know how to put on a show, and they must be the best assemblage of talent routinely assembling in the world.

Beautiful in all regards. Powerful. Attention to detail never flagged.

You owe it to yourself to attend one of their shows.

I knew this man. I think God tried to warn me, and I didn’t hear well enough.

We all know someone else who fits this. If only we can come to our senses.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7-A7sqvEc8

http://www.danielamos.com/da/kalhoun/bigwarmswede.html

Words by Terry Taylor
Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler and Greg Flesch
©1991 Twitchen Vibes/ Brainstorm Artists Int’l.. ASCAP/BMI
He will always trust his own vision
Could be a dangerous man
He’s guided by no one
Attracted to the sound
Of the interior voices
He will not listen hard enough
To any other man

Chorus:
He gets a big warm sweet interior glowing
He gets a grand elitist superior knowing
This convinces us he’s infallible – yeah

By sheer force of will
He leaves a deep impression
Self-confidence persuades us that he is a saint
Then we watch him tear apart another city
Turns it to dust and ash
A mighty nation’s falling

(Chorus)

He downs another coffee
And the feeling grows
He’s building monuments so high
In his expanding mind
He eats a six course dinner
And hears the voice of the spirit
This voice says
“Well done my very good and faithful servant”

(Chorus)

Terry Scott Taylor, especially combined with this group we’ve known so long as Daniel Amos. They really are among the best every. The world so often misses the greatest among us. It is sad we fall for those who seem to have a glow, as well as those who glitter and shine with a false flame.

As good as all their work is, much of it true masterpiece, their latest is absolutely the best album of 2013, and the best of Daniel Amos. Amazing on so many levels. Dig Here, Said the Angel is a worthy of addition to your collection.

If you are one of the vinyl devotees, then you can get a special edition disk at their website:

http://www.danielamos.com/

http://www.amazon.com/Dig-Here-Said-The-Angel/dp/B00E84OIYI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1390628485&sr=8-1&keywords=daniel+amos

Spotify has all their work as well.

I’m barely old enough to remember any of the early days of Peter, Paul, and Mary, but Mom had the Peter, Paul, and Mommy album, and we played it a lot when I was young.

I pretty much know all the songs on it by heart, and it isn’t uncommon for me to sing out a chorus when events prompt a memory of one or another of the songs.

My kids know “It’s Raining,” “Going To The Zoo,” “Boa Constrictor,” “Mockingbird,” and “Puff (The Magic Dragon)” mostly from me singing. I’ve given them bits of “Make-Believe Town” before, but this morning at breakfast, Elizabeth was putting jam on a biscuit and exclaimed that she almost dropped her book in the jam.

I belted out, “He studies in books, where nobody looks, because they’re all covered with jam,” and the kids all said, “Huh?” Well, I managed to complete the verse, and they understood, but Joseph asked more, and so I pulled up Spotify, found the album, and started it playing.

That was neat! Not only was it quite nice to pull up the old memories and good feelings, but it was gratifying as a daddy to see the kids positive reactions, especially Joseph, the most artistic of us.

He started singing along, even to the ones he’d never heard before. It was almost like the “Marvelous Toy,” passing it along.

Does a daddy’s heart good.

I was also struck by the wisdom in those children’s songs.

I encourage all men to remember the advice of the turtle dove, “Court her night, court her day, never give her time to say, “Oh nay.” (That’s  how you win her, and that is how you keep the love strong!)

As a daddy, this one is particularly significant to me:

Tell me why you’re crying, my son
I know you’re frightened, like everyone
Is it the thunder in the distance you fear?
Will it help if I stay very near?
I am here.

Refrain:
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done.
And if you take my hand my son
All will be well when the day is done.
Day is done, Day is done
Day is done, Day is done

Do you ask why I’m sighing, my son?
You shall inherit what mankind has done.
In a world filled with sorrow and woe
If you ask me why this is so, I really don’t know.

(Refrain)

Tell me why you’re smiling my son
Is there a secret you can tell everyone?
Do you know more than men that are wise?
Can you see what we all must disguise
Through your loving eyes?

(Refrain)

I don’t know most of these:

http://www.heavyblogisheavy.com/2013/12/17/farewell-2013-xenochrists-top-20-metal-albums-of-2013/

BUT, The Burial, was the best band I came across this year! Awesome! The Taking of Flesh is a great album, and the band is super talented with mad skills. I got to see them here in OKC with Becoming the Archetype. Great night of musical bliss and great meeting the band members.

Not my list. Listener discretion advised.

nuff said

http://thinkchristian.reframemedia.com/top-ten-2013-albums

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