1. |
Dragonfly
04:32
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I know a liar
Who's straining to open his heart
His body is falling apart across the city
He's been running
Bound in the shackles of time
Between the corridors and the caverns of his mind
The cold wind blows
Where did I go wrong
He'll go walking 'til somebody carries him home
And where he buries his head is not your secret
I know a river where all the spirits flow free
Between the Father up above and the Mother ocean
Where we'll be
Won't You help me find the song
Take my soul along to where you're going
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2. |
Make it Right
03:15
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Darling I know that it makes you mad
When I'm so far away
And I've been cold and I've been bad
But believe me when I say:
I want to make it right
I want to make it right
I want to make it right with you baby here tonight
O take my little hand
We'll walk out on the sand
And way out on the beach we'll release
'Til we reach the land of peace and delight
I want to make it right
I want to be the man that you're dreaming of tonight
Don't be afraid pretty lady 'cause all my mind is made
And you've got to know I want to make it right
O baby look at me
I'm skinny as a tree
But my love is as fat as a baby bumble bee
I know I hurt you dear
But let me have your ear
'Cause whenever you're near it's as clear
As a mirror in the middle of the sea
I want to set you free
And lift you like the wind underneath a chickadee
Don't you be afraid pretty baby 'cause all my mind is made
And I've just got to make it right
O listen to me baby
You're such a lovely lady
Please
I know you think I'm crazy,
I'm trifling and lazy
But I'm down on my knees
And I want to make it right
I want to make it right
I want to take this broken down thing and make it right
I want to make it slow and groovy
Like an old movie
Babe you know I want to make it right.
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3. |
Erica's Song
02:51
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Have a seat
Take a load off girl
You don't have to work so hard
People come and go
But you're the shining one
Now that all the pops
And the stops of the day
Have come to an end
You can talk to me
Truly I'm your friend
And I'll sit by the window til you come rolling home
On a day when the snow falls so deep that we don't have to go to work
When everybody gets a package in the mail
You're still the one that makes me happy
The one that makes me smile
Won't you stay around a while this time
And I'll sit by the window ‘til you come rolling home
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4. |
Ice Cream
03:12
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I go to work every morning
And pray that I come home sane
“Cause I do the same thing every single day
And I feel like I’m losing my brain
It seems like you left and went a million miles from me
Ten million years ago
But you bring me right back to reality
The minute you walk in my door
Let it go
“It was just a bad dream” she said
What if it snows?
“It’ll snow ice cream” she said
If I quit smoking this very day
I’d save enough money to buy
An insane amount of ice cream
Will I keep living for a sunny day
Or is my freedom another one of those
Blown out pipe dreams
Let it go
“It won’t be long” she said
Baby, I don’t know
“Keep singing that song” she said
Hey Mr. Busyman,
When you see me sayin hi
I’m really saying
Look at the sky
And start asking why
Baby, baby, I’m so tired of all these cars
Why don’t we pull our feet out of this cold city muck
And sail away in my blue pickup truck
And find a house made of stone and wood
And settle down out there if the fishing is good
Let it go
Let it go
Let it all go
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5. |
Cold Black Water
05:40
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I sit here tonight on this old Subaru
Staring into the cold black water
I hear the tires on the highway
So many miles away
And this forest of pines receives the wind
Like I am receiving you, my friend
I hear your voice through the thickening din
As gentle as rising water.
In this darkening night everyone's afraid
But I see a new day that's dawning
So walk right into the river of Love
And let it take you away
Let your sorrows wash down the swirling hole
Release all the grief that you control
Until all that's left is your shimmering soul
Alive as a child in the morning
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6. |
Arizona Bill
07:00
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Past the prickly pear and over the hill
Lives an old clown named Arizona Bill
He sleeps all alone in a house made of logs
With a shotgun mind and a sleepy old dog
The dog says, “Woof” and the cat says “meow”
He sits at a window and stares at a cow
He writes in a letter, “Please be home soon.”
Sends it by air mail straight for the moon
He sticks his spoon in a pot full of beans
And wipes that shit all over his jeans
He flunked out of school, blamed the rules
He’s proud to be an American fool
He pees standing up and shits sittin down
Just like every other circus clown
But this guy’s weird, he’s as queer as they come
And his strings Are wound just as tight as a drum
So you stay off his land and you just leave him be
‘Cause you don’t wanna hang from his old pear tree.
He joined the circus when he was sixteen
They treated him bad. They treated him mean
So he hates everybody all over the earth
The only thing he regrets is his birth
He was born in a barn and raised by a chicken
Taught himself that a nose is for pickin’
He goes around swallowing other people’s pride
Leaves him feeling real empty inside
So he acts like he’s got nothing to hide
He hung up a trophy each time that he lied
He’s a big boy bathing in a brown bathtub
With a King Kong cobra that he killed with a club
He’s always drinking beer ‘cause he hates the feel of fear
And the bubbles from his Captain Crunch baking powder sub
The dog’s in the kitchen and the cat went to town
Diggin on some barbecued beef that he found
And Arizona Bill can’t seem to sit still
‘Cause winter’s coming on and the wind’s got a chill
So he’s moving to the Gobi, gonna live in an adobe
He’ll never cut his hair ‘cause he lost his mother’s Flowbee
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7. |
Spread the Love Around
05:42
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Lyrics:
I woke up in the morning. I pulled the covers over my head
I tried to use the telephone but the telephone was dead.
I looked outside the window and saw the snow piling high
I bid good morning to my pink catfish but my pet catfish had died
"This cannot be happening. I've been such a nice guy."
So I called on my old Grandma and this was her reply:
We all know what to do.
We all know what to do.
We all know what to do.
We've got to spread the love around.
I stood beside a river
Saw a spirit come bubbling up
He tried to tell me I was wrong and that I should not look up
I said "I understand you man. I've said the same thing many times.
But the only place it ever led me was wallowing in slime.
You too can give up your grief. Your life can be peaceful.
You may have to lose your pride but at least you'll feel alive."
We all know what to do.
We've got to spread the love around.
I know someday I'm gonna go that way.
I'm gonna take a little walk in the valley of death
Walking in the valley in the shadow of death
I'll be walking on down that road.
And His rod and His staff are gonna comfort me
Like a whole world of brothers gonna comfort me
Like a father and a mother gonna comfort me
Though I walk on down alone.
For I've seen it on Earth how He makes me to lie
In the pastures of plenty with the clear blue sky
Birds and bumblebees bumbling by
Singing this song to me:
We all know what to do.
We've got to spread the love around.
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8. |
New Love, Old Love
03:53
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When we first met dear,
I didn't know your name
You seemed like a coffee shop girl
From far away
You could've been a runaway,
You could've been a queen
You were an open lotus bloom
From a pond I'd never seen.
Isn't it funny
Isn't it strange
How these pictures seem to end up in frames
In a new love
Everything's so simple
Like a song on the radio
Like homemade wine
But in an old love
You know where your boundaries are
It's as strong as a steel guitar
And don't it shine!
I took all the money
That I'd saved in my can
We drove across the night sky
To a far off land
Stared at each other
On top of that hill
We were looking for heaven
And we're looking still
But the world moves so fast
We've got to let it go just to make it last
Let's have a new love
Let it all be simple
Like a song for the baby-o
Like the smell of a pine
Let's keep the old love,
Somehow it brought us safe thus far
It gives a voice to the steel guitar
And don't it shine!
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9. |
Black Television
03:20
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10. |
Ski Dance
02:55
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11. |
If I'm Not Strong Enough
03:42
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Called like a sailor out of childhood life
A man and a wife out to sea
When the easy winds blow
They let their sails fill up
And share a hot cup of family
So they offer a promise to the sea
And to each other
That they’ll never have another hard time
But try as hard as they can
They’re just a woman and a man
So they plead from the bottom of their spines:
If I’m not strong enough will you help me?
And if get tired will you lay me down?
If I can’t stand you no more
Will you walk out my door, or will you wait ’til I come around?
Comes a child to a woman and a man
Out of the earth, like a jewel from a stone
There’s no way for us to understand
And no way to go it alone
But even on a small boat the two can drift apart
Drive a rift in the heart and say
“That’s just the way it goes.”
But to fight against the weather
Turns them green, makes ‘em weary
So they come back together again
If I’m not strong enough will you help me?
And if get tired will you lay me down?
If I can’t stand you no more
Will you walk out my door, or will you wait ’til I come around?
If I’m not strong enough will you help me?
And if get tired will you lay me down?
If I can’t stand you anymore
Don’t walk out my door,
Please wait
Oh won’t you wait for me
Because I’ve got to come back around
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12. |
Wake Up
05:51
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13. |
Maple Ridge
05:38
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Michael Waite Marquette, Michigan
Michael Waite weaves together folk, jazz, Americana, blues, and classic singer/songwriter elements into songs that explore
the nuances of everyday life while staying grounded in the pursuit of happiness and wholeness.
His songs and arrangements have a fresh creativity and feature vocal improvisations informed by his first instrument, the jazz trombone.
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