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You'll Be Okay
07:04
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A boy nine years of age
Slips on a curb slick with snow
Mother’s dreams beginning to fade
Facing a hard row to hoe
Facing a hard row to hoe
Sister’s on the other side of the street
Mother looks on full of weariness
Father’s been gone eight years this week
Daughter’s shows too much experience
Daughter’s shows too much experience
Close your eyes, fly over the fields
Shifting left, shifting right
Out of touch with how you feel
All’s left to do is hang on tight
All’s left to do is hang on tight
Walk away, turn your back
Nothing left to do, no right to say
Ignore things that you lack
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
Special order screwed up again
Father’s attention is of no use
Made him crawl plumb out of his skin
When he rolled the second duce
When he rolled the second duce
Lost his wage once again
Nothing to send to the wife and kids
The man said no more money will I lend
Desperation circles what he did
Desperation circles what he did
Close your eyes, fly over the fields
Shifting left, shifting right
Out of touch with how you feel
All’s left to do is hang on tight
All’s left to do is hang on tight
Walk away, turn your back
Nothing left to do, no right to say
Ignore things that you lack
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
Looking over the edge far below
The river slips through jagged rocks
Surely there’s another way to go
All he’s got to do is simply stop
All he’s got to do is simply stop
Mother tents fingers at the table
Sister sits alone staring at the sky
Brother hopes he is able
Father turns for home as cars slip by
Father turns for home as cars slip by
Close your eyes, fly over the fields
Shifting left, shifting right
Out of touch with how you feel
All’s left to do is hang on tight
All’s left to do is hang on tight
Walk away, turn your back
Nothing left to do, no right to say
Ignore things that you lack
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
Make it over the pass, you’ll be Okay
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2. |
Song For Kathryn
05:04
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3. |
Simmer Dim Waltz
05:12
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Echoes of ancient days
Off the northeast shore of Scotland
It remains a hard life
On the scattered isles of Shetland
The sun never sets
On warm slope-current days
The light won’t leave you alone
Holding on to old ways
Faces turned up to the sky
Need for dreams at an all time high
How long has it been
Got to get back to when
The stars are salting the sky
And the moon is hiding her eyes
We’ll step hand in hand
We’ll listen to the band
And do the Simmer Dim Waltz
We’ll slip off to sleep
Together our hearts will beat
The morning will come
And with breakfast all done
We’ll do the Simmer Dim Waltz
Herding midnight sheep
The hauling peat breaks your back
Blackhouse stares out to sea
In summer there’s no slack
Not closed my eyes since July
It’s been three weeks since I stumbled to sleep
The gods sense weariness
Shadows stir in the deep
Faces turned up to the sky
Need for dreams at an all time high
How long has it been
Must get back to when
The stars are salting the sky
And the moon is hiding her eyes
We’ll step hand in hand
We’ll listen to the band
And do the Simmer Dim Waltz
We’ll slip off to sleep
Together our hearts will beat
The morning will come
And with breakfast all done
We’ll do the Simmer Dim Waltz
Waves stroke the shore
Steady breath of eternity
Clouds cross the sky
Jeweled stars in ebony
The lighthouse braces against the wind
Silver light reaching for the lost
Laced windows, worried eyes
Fearful of the cost
Faces turned up to the sky
Need for dreams at an all time high
How long has it been
Got to get back to when
The stars are salting the sky
And the moon is hiding her eyes
We’ll step hand in hand
We’ll listen to the band
And do the Simmer Dim Waltz
We’ll slip off to sleep
Together our hearts will beat
The morning will come
And with breakfast all done
We’ll do the Simmer Dim Waltz
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4. |
Blues For Reynard
03:15
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5. |
Tao
02:33
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Art Davis Dripping Springs, Texas
Art Davis is a composer, fingerstyle guitarist, and pianist living in the Texas Hill Country. Art’s music is an open invitation to daydream.
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