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Double Truth Ruth
05:20
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I recall Germany
At the Chapel of the 8th Infantry
Pop was preaching - don’t remember what
Then the choir shuffled to the front
When they sang they opened up a door
To a place I’d never been before
Something shook me, shook me to the core
They raised their hands like they was gonna pray
Moved their feet, started to sway
In a sea of brown faces my sister had the white one
Cap. Carl took his place and gave a little navigation
When they sang they opened up a door
To a world I’d never seen before
Someone shouted, shouted out for more
They raised the roof and that’s the truth, Ruth
I got the proof and that’s the double-truth, Ruth
Now I'm back in the USA
I worked it out, learned how to play
Pop is deep in the word and sister found her soul
While the music I heard keeps me in the fold
When they sang they opened up a door
To a sound I’d never heard before
Something inside let out a roar
In the rabble and the rubble I forgot my trouble
And that’s the truth, Ruth
I could swear that I could hear it down inside my spirit
And that’s the double-truth, Ruth
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2. |
Deep to Deep
04:44
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I’m too tired now to comprehend all these things I hear
Maybe coffee in my cup would help open up my ears
I don’t understand the games we play
Who I’m meant to be
I can’t fathom all your subtle ways
What’s in store for me
When the sun goes down and we leave the ground
Calling deep to deep
Maybe I’ve been too preoccupied with things beyond today
And my thoughts get lost in the clouds
Where I drift away
I don’t want you thinking I don’t care what we say or do
I’m just wrestling this nagging fear that I’m losing you
Then the sun goes down and we leave the ground
Calling deep to deep
Where I just want to be
In your warm and tender, sweet embrace
As the sun goes down and we leave the ground
Calling deep to deep
Darling please
I will never find another love like yours
And I will never long for sweeter days
Not like these
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3. |
Chemical Medusa
04:58
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Chemical Medusa. really quite a sight
Engine to caboose, girl
Why we got to fight?
Chemical Medusa
The bulb inside your mind’s
Screwed in kind of loose with logic hard to find
You’re a poison valentine
Chemical Medusa
Mouth so full of rage
Time to call a truce to this battle that you’ve waged
Chemical Medusa
So much to say, so little time
Who can posit truth to this warrior of mine?
Sweet Medusa, it’s a crime
Why did I, why did I ever give you reason?
Why did I, why did I ever give you currency?
Why did I, why did I ever leave?
Chemical Medusa, running off the rails
You got to be fast to run from your past and you’re bound to fail
Chemical Medusa, toxic as can be
Love is like a noose, girl, and it’s choking me
Time to set this trouble free
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4. |
Open Road
04:55
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A world passing by
This landscape of field and farm
A sight for sore eyes
The view from our passing car
A stop for a stretch
A place we have never seen
Familiar and yet
Like finding an unknown friend
Motorcycles passing on the left
Service stations serving curiosity
Families pulling over for a rest
Or something else to see
Staring out the window on and on
Moving to the rhythm of the road below
Watching scenes that soon enough are gone
But disappear so slow
And we drive on
On to another town
To somewhere down the open road
With suitcase in hand
No choices but where to go
A map just for fun
As we hit the open road
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5. |
Southerly Shuffle
03:21
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Why don’t we drive a little slower, Sally?
Why don’t we take in all the scenery?
I think I’ll shift a little lower, Sally
If you’re okay just hanging out with me
You hear that traffic how them horns be jamming?
They rubber-necking up and down the street
I think the reason all them brakes be slamming
Is pretty Sally you’re a sight to see
Oh my, we’re just headed for trouble
Trouble seem to land at my feet
Slow down to a Southerly Shuffle
Shuffle to a Southerly Beat
You see them cars how they all bottle necking
I think you’re changing their trajectory
I hope that we don’t cause no auto wrecking
You gonna send them to the factory
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Roland & The Lucky Few New York
R&TLF is a collaboration between Roland, Mac and myself to find something old and new.
Everything is a draft; nothing is final.
-k
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