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Sage Advice
05:28
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A typical child acting crazy and wild, living without a care
It’s plain to see the world’s about me, you didn’t get me I swear
A simple game tempers flair just the same, trouble’s straight ahead
We put down our toys when we heard his voice, we turned to him as he said
My children if we find a way to love each other
Find a way to live as brothers
The world would be better off
When you take the first step and lend a helping hand
You’ll grow in spirit and you’ll gain a friend
And the world will be better off
His gift was given to help me live in this world that will knock you to the ground
Straight and narrow like walking an arrow that keeps on spinning round and round
I wish he knew how he became my guide and how his words changed my life
Sage Advice
New kid in town just hanging around, feeling lost and alone
Fell in with some friends felt their influence, I knew I should be home
They’d involve me with their anarchy, if I was that easily led
I didn’t care when they left me there, his words ringing in my head
My children if you find a way to love each other
Find a way to live as brothers
The world would be better off
When you take the first step and lend a helping hand
You’ll grow in spirit and you’ll gain a friend
And the world will be better off
His gift was given to help me live in this world this will knock you to the ground
Straight and narrow like walking an arrow that keeps on spinning round and round
I wish he knew how he became my guide and how his words changed my life
Sage Advice
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Child Inside
05:59
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Come out of the dark
My little One
We’ve missed so much with you
Hiding from the sun
With each passing day
You drift further away
Trying not to deal, don’t wanna feel
All the Pain
The pain that I hide
Has pushed you aside
To the Nth degree, it’s taking you from me
Without a fight
The weight of the world
Burdening me
I need to start again, ready to begin
I must set you free
I know you’re weary
Child inside
Help me see clearly
What’s important in life
Fill my spirit
Child inside
Reminding me how to live
And enjoy my life
You are the casualty
Of my apathy
The best part of me, trying to get free
Stop my misery
Come out from the dark
My little one
It’s time to embark, make a brand new mark
Turn and face the sun
I know you’re weary
Child inside
Help me see clearly
What’s important in life
Fill my spirit
Child inside
Reminding me how to live
And enjoy my life
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3. |
Decade of the Fanatics
03:57
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Instrumental
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The Eternal Shore Pt1
06:07
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She lived in a small house by the shore.
I was in love. I was in love.
I came to visit her. We walked along the shore, listening to the waves. Sometimes we talked,
sometimes we didn't need to talk. We took turns cooking, and at night, when we fell asleep, our future was bright
and our dreams were intertwined and promised a life of happiness and understanding.
There were times when we went for a drive. Her dog loved to come along. We would disembark in one of the nearby parks.
The sun,
the rain,
the green grass,
the falling leaves
all of these things welcomed us.
The world was a stage built just for the two of us.
We knew we were safe.
Nothing could hurt us.
I remember the hours we spent by the fire. Watching the flames, with their eternal life of motion, their ability to improvise a myriad of scenes from the past and the future. The nights would get quite cold, but we felt protected in the small circle of warmth that we had built for ourselves.
Finally, she invited me to stay. “You don't have to leave,” she said. “What’s the point? Aren't you happy here with me?”
“Yes, I am,” I replied.
I was truly happy.
A few idyllic months followed. But oh, the strange, contradictory way in which we are built! Some
time passed, and I began to miss the city. I was accustomed to its noises, its never-ending bustling
life. Sometimes the sound of cars in the distance woke me at night – and then I realized it was the
ocean, that gray foamy giant that kept watching us while we slept.
The ocean was busy making its own long-term plans, ones that it had thousands of years to fulfill.
It didn't share its plans. When it talked, it spoke in a different language. I didn't understand its
words.
Sometimes I feel that she did. And she would look at me with sadness, knowing that death and
loneliness were built into us from birth, with their inevitable collection of farewells.
Perhaps she let me go before I realized I had to go?
And finally the day came when I knew I couldn't stay.
I invited her to come along. I didn't think she would.
“I’ll wait for you,” she said.
“I’ll be back,” I promised.
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5. |
The High Plains
04:25
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Instrumental
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THE ETERNAL SHORE PT 2
03:49
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Back home, I became submerged by an avalanche of things to do. Friends I had missed, calls to
make, business matters I had to attend. I had been so involved in our seashore romance. I had let
everything else fall behind. Then someone else showed up. Someone from my past. She
distracted me.
I wasn't sure anymore whether to go back to the ocean. To live on the very edge of the
human habitat. To face the endless onslaught of the waves. To be deprived of the life that one
can have here, in the city!
The longer I stayed, the easier it was to postpone my return. We spoke on the phone every day,
then every other day, then every week. She knew the future that had become was now out of
reach. It didn't belong to us anymore. If we were to recapture it, we had to act quickly and
decisively. One of us would have to give something up.
Our last conversation was sad, indefinite, the feeling of doom tangible over the wire.
“I’ll wait for you,” she said, once again.
“I’ll be back,” I said.
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THE ETERNAL SHORE PT 3
04:57
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At that moment, I felt such sadness and such longing that suddenly all my busy affairs became
unimportant. The life I led – had been so empty without her – how could I have been away for so
long? I decided to give everything up and go back.
I could not wait to see her again. It was obvious that I had never felt as comfortable with anyone
before – and would never be granted another chance like this. It’s strange how the knowledge we
possess does not always disclose itself immediately. It sleeps inside us, awaiting the right
moment to reveal itself. How could I have been so clueless?
I settled my affairs. This time, there would be no need to come back to this city, so full of cars, so
empty of the ocean’s eternal conversation. So empty of her.
My accident was quite common – nothing unusual at all, nothing to tell about. As I was dying, I
could see her face hovering above me, her sad smile, her beautiful blue eyes that knew all about the
loneliness that is built into us from birth, and the endless farewell of this life.
“I’ll wait for you,” she said.
Now in the mornings, when the mist from the ocean floats in, perhaps she is waiting for me. And at
night, as she makes the fire, she waits for me to step out of the darkness and sit next to her in the
circle of warmth she had built for herself. For ourselves.
A whole life can go by so quickly.
But if I could,
I would have been there.
She must know that.
If you see her,
please tell her not to wait for me anymore.
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8. |
Wax the Sky
04:11
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Instrumental
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9. |
Long Time Ago
01:20
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Long time ago
Friendships hung on mailbox hinges
In those summers between
Time stretched round spokes
Tearing down hills; straining up.
As we freefell,
Hitching ambitions to stars,
We never thought to call;
Never grasped
The aching enormity
of stark white
found in the darkened caves
at the end of our driveways.
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The Silent Balloon
04:09
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Standing on the porch on a blasting summer day
The air was still, my mind was slathered with paste, the chunky kind, like you used in 2nd grade
I took a drag from a Gold Coast
The back of my throat was a bulb
Looking to my left, I observed a balloon, lying still, minding it’s own business
A small gust of wind pushed the balloon a couple of feet
I decided it was time to move away and start a new life
Never will I forget that balloon
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The Skinny Legged Joker
04:14
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The raging clown behind those docile eyes
A sweet sweet smile to drop you down for awhile
He’s a skinny legged joker that been keeping it real
A Jack n Coke in Vegas after an airplane ride
The West Coast devotes a fairly positive feel
When you’re at your worst your bubble bursts devours your lies
So he keeps it loose with a heart like a spruce goose
Taking it down with his lady by his side
He knew a Davy in the Navy and he liked Nancy Drew
He came away a little stavy then he suddenly knew
He kept his game in check with an occasional bet
Then the skinny legged joker falling out of her chair
The raging clown behind those docile eyes
A sweet sweet smile to drop you down for awhile
He’s a skinny legged joker that been keeping it real
A Jack n Coke in Vegas after a long long airplane ride
Keeping it loose with a heart like a spruce goose…
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On My Way Back Home
04:10
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But now I’m on my way back home, feeling sorry
It’s been so long since I was in you’re arms, please forgive me
I know now where I’m supposed to be, if you’re not done with me
And all I want is to be back home
I was speechless when you said it to me
It wasn’t the way
I couldn’t deal with the pregnancy
It was too much responsibility
And now I’m on my way back home
And now I’m on my way back home, feeling lonely
I ran away because I thought, I would be free
Instead I’m a man stuck in limbo, a restless refugee
And now I want to come back home
The weight of the world, was placed on top of me
I felt as though
My life was a complete catastrophe
Anywhere else would be a better place to be
And now I’m on my way back home
Months went by, and many miles in between
When I left our home
I could not foresee all the changes to me and how essential you both would be
And now I’m on my way back home
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Transcendent Love
03:30
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There are times when I look at you I can’t believe my eyes
Will this angel stay with me for the rest of my life
What ever did I do to deserve everlasting bliss?
You touch the very core of me every time we kiss
I can’t believe the high we achieve entwined as one
You are the only thing that I want to see in the morning sun
You are my inspiration my never-ending need
I’ll walk with you until I die and be happy I did
I used to think that “love of my life” was as good as it could come
Now that our souls have touched, I see a new spectrum
There is a light past the end of the tunnel for our soul and it’s love
Love will transcend this mortal coil and will rise above
You introduced me to my soul, time and time again
We have known each other before and our love will transcend
Life after life you will be my wife, my best friend
We have a love unmarked by time that will never end
Life after life you will be my wife, my best friend
We have a love unmarked by time that will never end
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Not Yours to Rule
02:58
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Righteous words and evil deeds
Slight of hand and double speak
Listening to you speaking to your fold
How can you be so bold?
Right to life means I can’t choose
I value life, not sure about you
You’ve no respect for an open mind
But the narrow ones step right in line
You’re saying all of the right things
And you’re acting the fool
What you’re doing it is frightening
And I’m not yours to rule
Lie enough and it seems real
Even when it lands you on a battlefield
You’re all smiles with a twinkle in your eye
While you decide who lives or dies
You don’t act like a patriot
You come off like an idiot
The records there, so far ignored
Maybe one day there’ll be just reward
You’re saying all of the right things
And you’re acting the fool
What you’re doing it is frightening
And I’m not yours to rule
You’re saying all of the right things
And you’re acting the fool
What you’re doing it is frightening
And I’m not yours to rule
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Turn on a Dime
03:59
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Here’s a 10 cent chat
Been considering, our behaviors
And came to the realization, there ain’t no good and bad, people
Only hard situations
We get more chances, to learn our lessons well
How many times?
Can’t turn on a dime
Everyone has, their intentions
And what they deem as just and right
Who am I to judge?
Don’t really know anymore
Did they know the pain they’d cause?
Did they think it was justified?
All in the name of their god or their creed
They’re no different, than you or I
We conceal our intentions
I wonder what motivates, our actions and our undone deeds
When is it time, that we concede?
And take our brother in our arms
Learn to listen, and I repeat
This is only my 10 cent chat
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Freedom
What is your freedom?
Did you pick it up from the ground somewhere?
Did it come up from the grave after hanging on the cross?
or is it the freedom from responsibility?
I tried to teach my children right
But all the distractions, all of the distractions
A health care bill
Special elections
People in Haiti in distress
Their life is such a mess
But I had Arby’s tonight
Watched a movie
Took a nice nap
While all along we think we know
But we aren’t wise
Not thinking about the future
All short term gain
None of us to blame
All caught up in our thing
Each special interest working in a silo
Not thinking about the best
Oh how we wanted a Superman
But instead we made a superstar
And we wonder who the hell we are
Can I get a brand new car?
Oh, it will be a hybrid
I’ll minimize my impact
And diminish my truth
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Instrumental
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Dark Days Ahead
04:43
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Flowers would brighten the days of your close friend.
You will receive unexpected support over the next week. Accept it graciously.
You will make many changes before settling satisfactorily.
The future seems far away right now, so focus on the present.
A business trip will bring you excellent results.
An alien of some sort will be appearing to you shortly.
Your imagination is your most powerful tool.
You will begin to appreciate how important it is to share your personal beliefs.
An interesting musical opportunity is in your near future.
A new relationship is about to blossom.
Your creativity takes you to great heights.
An unexpected windfall will be yours
Your many hidden talents
Will become obvious
To those around you
Be on the alert
For new opportunities
Someone is speaking well of you
Show your true face
To the people who really matter
Your imagination
Is your greatest asset
You are strong and brave
Use your strength to pull through
Learn who your real friends are
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19. |
Duet for Oskar
03:49
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Instrumental
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Miles
12:20
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Instrumental
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21. |
Mood Rings
08:37
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Instrumental
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Easter Sunday
05:12
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Instrumental
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Sometimes it’s hard to comprehend all the things that are happening around us. It’s a little bit overwhelming to think that outside these walls in these artificial geographic boundaries that we have placed on maps over years and years of population growth, and wars, and agreements, and negotiations, and the wrong doings against certain ones that were weak and unable to stand up to those who would come in and say that they are in charge while the others sit in their places with a disease that we do not know about or have a cure to or have the money to help pay for or we don’t just care about because it’s hard to comprehend all the things beyond these walls, beyond the geographic boundaries….
….I have a little universe of my own. It’s my own little universe. I have my universe. Do you have your universe? Do you carry it around? Do you take it out? Do you carry it around? I have my own universe. I carry it around. I take it out. I look at it. I have my own universe. It’s a small universe. I take it out. I look at it. Do you have your own universe. I have my universe. I take it out. It’s very interesting. I like to look at it. It’s an interesting universe. I take it out. I look at it. I take it out. Do you look at it? Do you take it out? It’s your own universe. Do you have your universe? Do you take it out? Do you look at it? It’s a universe. It’s very interesting. It’s a very interesting universe. Do you look at it? Do you take it out? Do you carry it in your pocket? Do you carry it in your pocket? Do you carry it in your purse? Do you carry it in your bag? Your own universe. Do you have your universe? Universes are nice, universes are beautiful, universes are good to have. Do you have your own universe? Do you have do you have do you have your own universe. I have universe. Do you have universe. I have a universe. A very small universe. I carry it in my pocket. I carry it in my pocket.
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Instrumental
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25. |
Haunted
05:26
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Instrumental
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26. |
Blue
15:30
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Instrumental
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Moby Jam
03:39
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Instrumental
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28. |
Kind
06:19
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Instrumental
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Ragon Linde Portland, Oregon
Ragon Linde is a multi-instrumentalist, recording artist, and audio visionary based in Portland, Ore. In 2011 he released his debut album, a double CD titled "Both Sides of the Story". In 2012 Ragon co-produced and performed in a Percussion/Narrative performance called “Only Ghosts” Ragon is the founder and leader of the Portland Eclectic Music Society. ... more
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