Songs:

Slow Vibration

Firelight in Tabacon, the jungle is so far from home.
Palm trees blowing, gentle rain,
Outside tables, music playing.
Birds and bright blue butterflies, monkey families way up high.
Old volcano rumbling low, you feel it everywhere you go.
Slow vibration, slow vibration, slow vibration.....

It's just a season with no rhyme or reason
We're acting as if there were no tommorow
Our children's children, dreaming the world new
How else does the future survive?

Back at home the tension's high.
No one stops to wonder why
Greed and mindless attitude, could put you in a foul mood.
The paradox of time and place, the politics of empty space
A canopy of ancient stars, we're visitors that land on Mars.
Slow Vibration, slow vibration, slow vibration....

It's just a season with no rhyme or reason
We're acting as though there were no tommorow
Our children's children, dreaming the world new
How else does the future survive?

Slow vibration, slow vibration.........

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Annalicia

She looks at you with deep brown eyes
and she must always get her way.
She lets you hold her very close
but you must keep a gentle sway.

You wonder what she's thinking
when she's in a pensive mood
And when she cries it breaks your heart
because there's nothing you can do.

Annalicia, the moon, Annalicia, the rain.
Annalicia, the night was long and dreamy.
Annalicia, the morning light.
Annalicia, the sun so bright.

Annalicia, the story's in your long black hair.

She walks into your life
And sets the groove to make you dance
You thought you understood it all
but now you get a second chance
to wander down the avenue
like your a stranger to the game
And let yourself be opened up
to all the joy and pain.

Annalicia, the moon, Annalicia, the rain.
Annalicia, the night was long and dreamy.
Annalicia, the morning light.
Annalicia, the sun so bright.

Annalicia, the story's in your long black hair.

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The Great Dreamer

Slow down, unwind, take the time to just be
Unlock your mind, Dreamin is the key
Open yourself, to imagination
Long forgotten path of revelation

Moon calls out, pulls for ancient memory
Moon calls out, nightlight shinin' down on me
Moon calls out, That we are being dreamed by the great dreamer

Slow down, unwind, take the time to just be
This is where you'll find me
Out here travelin' without destination
All my senses, soar with inspiration

Moon calls out, pulls for ancient memory
Moon calls out, nightlight shinin' down on me
Moon calls out, That we are being dreamed by the great dreamer

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Random Sparks

Random sparks light up the darkness
in a sea of possibility
Random sparks as you touch my hand
reveal a dream within a dream

Chances are that we've been here before
Chances are we'll be here again
Random sparks as you touch my hand
revealing an old friend.

Come on say that you remember
Say that you remember me
Come on hold me in your arms
for a lifetime of ecstacy

Chances are that we've been here before
Chances are that we've been here before.

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I Hear A Mystery

I hear a mystery, a story waiting to be told
Somewhere inside of me, there is a turning
I used to go alone
making it clear it was that way.
Watching Love from some distant window

I was afraid, but fear won't stop me now
I look at you and I know, you're mine....

I hear a mystery, a story waiting to be told
in somebody's heart tonight,
there is a yearning
No need to turn away
Just play the fool, who gets lead
and carry her away with desire.

I cant remember a time without you
I look at you and I know..... You're mine
You're mine.

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Delphina

Where are you Delphina? Are you singing in the night?
Outside a lonely tavern underneath a strange moonlight.
And the way you wear those blues, like a pair of worn out jeans.
Softened by the tears of the season.
And you know that it ain't right.
And you know you got it bad
Lost everything you thought you had, Delphina.

What's goin on Delphina? You're so busy in the night.
Like someone from a fairy tale, what ya doin in that firelight?
Where is home Delphina? When you're tired of running round,
Do you simply lay your body on the ground?
One more song about a lover
Who through danger and travail,
reunites on some street corner with Delphina.

Autumn sounds a loneliness across the bay
encircling your dreams.
Don't you know the world responds to what you say?
And if you sing...it sings.

Where are you Delphina? Are you singing in the night?
Outside a lonely tavern underneath a strange moonlight.
Where is homeDelphina? When your tired of running round,
Do you simply lay your body on the ground?

One more band of ragged angels, singing resurrection songs
One more caravan of gypsies who have no place to belong.
One more circle in the moonlight beneath an ancient willow tree.
Transformation is a mystery Delphina.

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The Park

Charlotte took a stroll downtown, lookin' for a scene.
Today's the day that she left home, dressed in velveteen.
Ready for a new beginning, in her head the wheels are spinning
Oooo.. child.

Lenny's just a lonely guy, can't afford a dream.
Makes no sense to want for things when times are always lean.
Big bright smile is always flashin.
Stealing clothes to keep in fashion.
Oooo...child

They met in the park,
it was twilight time and they didn't have a place to go.
so they walked in the night,
and they huddled in the corners keeping out of sight.

Well, Charlotte couldn't go back home, life had grown to small
and Lenny, he lived hand to mouth up and down the mall.
Fresh as newly fallen snow, they melted in each others glow.
ooooo...child.

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Just Who We Are

I have set the table and the children are at play.
The dusk of early evening sings the praises of the day.
The suitors are all lining up and it's only early spring.
Old memories are fading and the bird is on the wing.

Is time a thief or a friend?
Do we return to each other?
Why try so hard to comprehend?
Just who we are.

Telephonin, t.v. zonin, sittin by the fire.
Lotto tickets, weedy thickets, hearts full of desire.
You got to know just what to do if you want to stay alive.
Pleasing ways don't turn a phrase, if it all just sounds like jive.

Come, let us dance for awhile.
Let's play some music together.
Reason won't help us realize, just who we are.

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Long Ago

Verse:
Long ago, she dreamt an ending to her story,
And now, her story's written in my heart.
Sifting time, for clues that hide in dreams and longings,
hers from mine, can I tell them apart?
She stood at the waters edge and gazed at the horizon,
And now I stand here, waiting for you........

Chorus:
Long ago, when to return was to remember,
what's in our hearts will one day realize.
I see her there, on a strand of lonely seashore,
waiting for her lover to arrive.

I am the flower of her dreaming
Waiting patiently for love's return
I am the keeper of her holy flame
Watching as the shadows burn...burn....

Ending:
Life is not the same, since he sailed out to the sea...
I sing come on home, come on home,
come on home to me.

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Settlin' In

Cool keeps his feelings, under lock and key
got an education, earned it by degree.
And even though I know there's something going on.
It's all underground, and there ain't nothin to see.

Knew that he moved me, when he showed up at my door.
Feelin, like a stranger, that I knew from before.
And even though I know, there's something going on,
It's all underground, and there ain't nothin to see.

Watching, Waiting, for signs of spring.
Cause it's all underground, So I'm just Settlin In.

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Dreams Of Reunion

Time to get away, take a holiday
down by the riverside, to pray.
Tombstone angel says a prayer,
she hears our conversations,
all the stories that we share
guardian of your memory.

I join my sorrow to the ancient chorus
Those who tend the candles at the altar
blades of grass, in a field of darkness
the wind sings through.

And here I am again alone with you
The pain of my misfortune blinds me
As I stand vigil on this sacred ground
And fill the present moment with your memory

Oh who could name this sorrow?
In my mind a perfect snapshot of so long ago
Married to the muse I dream,
Dreams of Reunion.

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