1. |
Let Me Go
04:23
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In my last year of high school, I’d go every other day
To push my gramma’s wheelchair, to get her out of that place
But she couldn’t stand the helplessness, she just wasn’t built that way
I'd ask "Gramma, how you doin?" “I just wanna die” is all she’d say
Let me go when I am ready, she told my mom on the hill
I might need you to help me, Don’t keep me breathing still
I’ve lived a life of purpose, Long and light and full
So when that time comes daughter, just grab the chord and pull
As I walk up the driveway, my mom gardens in the yard
She staggers as she stands to meet me, change is freaking hard
And though these days she’s sometimes out of breath and looking frail
She loves that wind and sun, so she braves the mountain trails, and
Let me go when I am ready, she tells me on the hill
I might need you to help me, don’t want you to keep me breathing still
I’ve lived a life of purpose, long and light and full
When that time comes son, just grab the chord and pull
It's always struck me as the most amazing feat
To choose our hour of dying, to feel our life complete
And tho there’s always twenty thousand things left still to do
I hope when my time comes, I’ll be as brave as you, and
Let me go when I am ready, I’ll tell my kid on the Hill
I might need you to help me, don’t keep me breathing still
I’ve lived a life of purpose, long and light and full
So when that time comes
When that time comes
Valley of the shadow, trying to be brave
When that time comes
Feel so alone, try not to be afraid
When that time comes
Valley of the shadow, trying to be brave
When that time comes kid, just grab the chord and pull
When that time comes kid, just grab the chord and pull
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2. |
Ride the Gutter Down
02:08
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There's no repeat and no reverse
It's improvised it's unrehearsed
Can't tell the blessings from the curse
So ride the gutter down down down, the gutter down
Glorious glorious skipping stones
The surface of the green and glorious
Jumping stones the surface of
The sea, the sea, the sea
So ride the sea to me
I'm not afraid of you time
If I hesitate I will surely be late
Leave off the brake and just fly
We're closing on midnight
There's still a chance for sanity
Though margins are but narrowly
Correct, if accidentally,
So ride the gutter down down down, the gutter down
Pale, pale why so pale
You glimpsed the wings upon the walking
Witness to the crying sea
The sea the sea the sea the sea
So ride the sea to me
I'm not afraid of you time
If I hesitate I will surely be late
Leave off the brake and just fly
We're closing on midnight
Ride the sea, ride the sea, ride the sea the sea the sea
Ride the Sea to me
Ride the sea
Ride the sea to me
Ride ride ride the sea
Ride the sea to me
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3. |
My Kind of Dead
04:08
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Someday, gonna be a fossil
Or maybe just dust to wipe away
A fast receding echo
Of the things we do today
What we do today
Present tense and wound up tightly
A tightrope walk of fear and pride
Presently ambitions wailing
Laying sleepless hyped and amplified
Living longing for oblivion
Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
That's my kind of dead
Could be something like freedom
Even an occasion to rejoice!
Could it be just total darkness
As the world forgets your voice, and my voice
The world forgets our voice.
Are we fragments of something larger than us?
Is the whole more than the parts?
Parting can be such sweet sorrow
Got no regrets we're beaten by our hearts
Losing loving for oblivion
Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
Blinded by the stars
Emptying out my head
Dust in the dusty milky way
That's my kind of dead
Oh my kind of dead
Dust in the dusty
Dust in the dusty
Dust in the dusty milky way
My kind of dead
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4. |
Didn't Get Around to It
01:13
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I'll paint my room bone white
To catch the winter sun
To help me get up earlier
Before the morning's done
I'll throw out all my milk crates and build shelves against the wall
Just need to get around to it, that's all
Last new year’s I resolved
To live more by my heart
Not to sweat the small stuff
To focus on my art
To spend less time with acquaintances
And more time with my friends
Just didn't get around to it again
What do I do in the time in between?
Where do intentions and actions meet?
I thought that I'd have time
To tell you face to face
How much you meant, how much I've changed
To feel your embrace
I was on the road
When I got the call
I never got around to it
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5. |
You're Going Home
03:10
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Pain, trouble and anger
Leave it to the waves
Leave it to the waves
Now, you release the anchor
Drift yourself away
Drift yourself away
All you keep
And all you carry
Is younger than a river stone
No fear in the shadow of the valley
Because you're going, you're going home
Don't know nothing ‘bout an afterlife
I know that the stars
Are made of you and me
All atoms in those endless heights
Change eternally
Change eternally
All you keep
All you carry
Is younger than a river stone
No fear in the shadow of the valley
‘Cause you're going, you're going home
‘Cause you’re going, you’re going home
‘Cause you’re going, you’re going home
‘Cause you’re going, you’re going home
Ashes to ashes,
You’re going home
Dust to dust
You’re going home
The Sand and the stars are made of us
You’re going home
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6. |
Walk With Me
04:43
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I lay my burden down
Upon the yielding ground
And with my empty hands
Carry on again
The wind brings evening clouds
Howling that lonesome sound
And in the shadow's dark
Will I find a friend
Who will walk, walk with me
On this winding road?
Will you walk, walk with me
‘Till I find my way home
Is this a fall from grace
Made it this far by faith
And even if I could
Would I turn, would I turn back now
Lay my burden down
Upon the yielding ground
And with a broken heart
Carry on somehow
Who will walk, walk with me
On this winding road
Will you walk, walk with me
Till I find my way home
Who will walk with me
On this winding road
Will you walk with me
Till I find my way home
My way home
My way home
I think we’re gonna make it home
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7. |
By Our Side
03:02
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At the crimson edge of morning
As the dew dries from the blade
Hear the rasping voice
Of a broken bell
Ringing in the day,
Just ringing in the day.
And the floods of spring meander
Through the breaking ice of the bay
And the nest is built
High up on the sill
And there three blue eggs lay,
And there three blue eggs lay.
And you're by my side
You are still by my side
Though you're gone,
You're still by my side
As the great blue cloak of evening
Covers the streets and the quays
Hear the keening wind
through the signal wires
and the distant murmuring waves
As the hunger moon is waning
Darkness starts to fade
Hear the rasping voice
Of a broken bell
Ringing in the day,
Just ringing in the day
And you're by my side
You are still by my side
Though you're gone, you're still
By my side
And you're by our side
You are still by our side
Though you're gone, you're still
By our side, by our side
By our side, by our side
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8. |
Trust in The River
04:01
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As I pulled away from shore
Left behind all certainty
The rudder broke, the sail torn
But I know I'll reach the sea.
The current's strong, stronger than I
And it draws me toward the falls
Not the way I woulda chose
But it's out of my control
Guess I'll just trust in the river
To carry me along
Guess I'll just trust in the river
To take me where I belong, where I belong
Hounds are howling from the bank
Straining towards their fierce release
Hard upon my trail
Got no way of finding peace
There's no moon to chase the fog
With the coming of the night
Just one star, silent and rare,
Telling me I'll be alright...
Guess I'll just trust in the river
To carry me along
Guess I'll just trust in the river
To take me where I belong, where I belong
Every day and each dark night
As I'm learning how to breathe
Let it go, just let it flow,
I know I'll reach the sea, Eventually
Guess I'll just trust in the river
To carry me along
Guess I'll just trust in the river
Take me where I belong, where I belong
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9. |
All Gotta
03:01
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All Gotta
Are we any closer?
To see the puppets wires
Pull apart the meaning
Seek a grand design
Searching for beginnings
A spark before the fire
Echo of a vision
Or a blinking eye
We all gotta breathe
And we all gotta sleep.
We all gotta drink!
And we all gotta eat.
We all spent a few seasons
In the womb of a woman.
We all got to stay warm and dry…
And we all gotta die.
Heard that human nature is selfish at it’s best
Greedy grasping violent fighting over caves
A plague upon the garden a self destructive mess
United by our fears, divided by our faiths
We all gotta breathe
And we all gotta sleep.
We all gotta piss!
And we all gotta eat.
We all spent a few seasons
In the womb of a woman.
We all got to stay warm and dry…
And we all gotta die.
It’s round wet and crowded, it's hot in the summer
Follow the moon, or follow your pride
At the outside you got maybe a hundred years here, so
God damn it, babies, you got be kind, ‘cause
We all gotta breathe
And we all gotta sleep.
We all gotta drink!
And we all gotta eat.
We all spent a few seasons (oh momma)
in the womb of a woman.
We all got to stay warm and dry…
And we all gotta die.
(You and I)
We all gotta die
(Someday) We all gotta die.
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Jeremy Mage & The Magi New York, New York
Mage is a New Yorker living in Switzerland. He played B-3 in church and broke his nose in a mosh pit, and then years later he broke it again on a Steinway. In between, he studied with Baba Olatunji, Alan Ginsberg, Fred Frith, Yusef Lateef; learned Raga in Varanasi and clave in Havana. He world-toured with Lizz Wright, Wunmi, and the Easy Star All Stars. His influences are a hopeless mix. ... more
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