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I must admit that I don't see the past
In clear of light as I would want to last
The magic of the brick and dirt they bring
The reason why my voice is trembling
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Meridian
04:50
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Tollbooth encounters and knowing the waiters
We’ve all had a hand in our street, in our faces
Meridian street, how its beauty it calls
Former hustle and bustle now library calm
Ah, Meridian
All the chain restaurants, they barely stay open
I walk past them grimly, not daring, not hoping
A parking garage where I was mistaken
Past the great paramount, what was I thinking?
Ah, Meridian
City of culture, city of pride,
Why do you falter, O city of mine?
Soil, my birthplace, the dirt of this land
Humbly keep raising up plants without plans
I can’t surmise the depth of the damage
But builders are right, they all have relocated
Ah, Meridian
City of mine, soil of my birth
I cannot hate you, I cannot be hurt
But when I add all the lost time
I simply wonder, “Mercy, but why?”
City of culture, city of pride,
Why do you falter, O city of mine?
Ah, Meridian
Street and a bicycle, I have grown up
Through oiled asphalt I’ve filled my cup
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Maple Garden
05:02
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You open your hands
And we fly across the valley, don’t we?
We’re building red our walls now
Digging out the clay from underneath
My bones are made of rubber
Swinging back and forth in sunlight
Today I’m picking berries
Tomorrow watching him go packing
I built myself a shelter
Hiding in the ether mist-lands
Sleeping with the dragons
Running from the bleak October
Run, my little child, now
Far away from growing older
For though you may be sheltered
The only way from up is deeper
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Clapping Over Fire
03:15
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Mother, tell me of the summertime
Mother, tell me when I learned to rhyme
Mother, tell me when I ran away
went to bed all safe and sound.
Love, love, found me in the park that night
Love, love, tell me that we'll be all right!
Love, love, take me out across the lawn
Leave my footprints on your life.
LOVE, LOVE, let me out and look at me
LOVE, LOVE, in your home across the sea
LOVE, LOVE, open up your heart to me
and the dance will go all night.
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Kid Up
04:19
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The day I turned sixteen
the summer was fading away
And on the telephone
Everything given away
In June when the gypsy
Was rushing me out of my skin
But I miss the April
with tulips and no ache within
We met on the beach
Wearing jeans and a T-shirt I made
And I split my soul on the porch
Buried deep in the night
You said you’re healing,
but lime only screamed with my wounds
And add to my scars
Standing out in the yard in the morning
I tend to be pretty nostalgic
I sometimes see rosy
But that is the first of
the spots I don’t think about fondly
You know, at sixteen
there’s not a whole lot you can do
A kid up at sunrise,
a grown up by afternoon.
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Your Love Wrote a Map
04:40
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In the shadow of a giant
I sloughed the skin off my paws
In the broken of my back
I took the brute of their pain
You know that I can’t stay here
lest I die
With the wings you blessed my shoulders
I flew from the cave in my heart
In the name that we were given
I took my words back from him
You know that you’ve sustained me
all this time
And you know that you’re my brothers
more than blood
And I can’t say this any other way
But you wrapped my soul in wonder when you prayed
And you’ll never understand how much that means
I’m growing up so fast
But you’ve made me who I am
And I’m pushing day by day to live to that
‘Cause your love wrote a map
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Third Anderson, Indiana
We are Third, a folk band from Anderson, Indiana. We like you and we hope you like us.
Kayla Cange
Dawson Vosburg
David Franks
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