Tag: Where We Stand

Fill My Cup

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It’s 6 am again and i’m trying to get all of it down
I’m waking up again to the frequence in this sequence of sound
And true to the waters below my river runs more quick when its hot
But I take it minute by minute just to handle what’s in it
Catch the angle to untangle the knot

All I ever get to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe took me to the heaven on the sea
All I ever want to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe made it so I took you into me

Chorus
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
And it wets the floor (I could fill your garden)
You fill my cup (I could fill your garden)
Doesn’t hurt anymore (I could fill your garden)

It’s 6 am again and the black dots buzz
In my head I’m waking up again to the
quaking and the breaking of bread
Cause true to the waters below
my river runs more quick when its hot

Still I take it minute by minute, got to handle what’s in it
Let the current show me what i got

All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway

Perfect little make believe, couldn’t see the forest for the trees
All I ever had to say doesn’t matter anyway
Perfect little make believe, all I ever wanted was to breathe
(inhale, exhale)

Chorus

Good as Gold

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tear me up if you want to
i have nothing left to say
tear me down if you have to
i was breaking anyways

tell a lie, it can’t hurt me
so and so with such and such
to tell the truth, it’s all empty
and i can only take so much

what good is gold
to one who only wears silver
what good is silver
to one who only treasures brass
i ask my myself but
my heart it only beats bewildered
and what good’s a heart
if it’s only made of glass

it’s as good as gold

i’ve always been a great big fan of justice
it’s just its always had a price
sometimes we get lost in the lines between our sense of judgement
so judgement’s never as precise

i wish we all had a little curiosity
maybe just a little more
i wish we wouldn’t be so quick to pick what we believe in
and miss the good things knocking at the door cause

what good is gold
to one who only wears silver
what good is silver
to one who only treasures brass
i ask my myself but
my heart it only beats bewildered
and what good’s a heart
if it’s only made of glass

it’s as good as gold

Tall as Our Fathers

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daddy you sure showed me
how to be a model citizen
i found out how to get out
everything i need from within
too bad you only see
through the barrel of your gun
i wish you had a wider view
but am i the only one?

we’ve turned our dream into our machine
which is working for the rich
we profit off our neighbor’s cancer
and it works until we’re sick
we must begin again so our children can
work for more than this
but who will we look to, will we look to you? we look up but

chorus
we will never be as tall as our fathers
and our resolve will never be
as firm as his hand
no i may never be as tall as my father
but was he such a big man?

your flag is always red,
isn’t red the color of blood?
your rag is always wrung dry, even in a flood
your empty pockets bulge,
i don’t understand the reason why
there’s not enough to feed
a single serving of your pie.

we’ve turned our dream into a machine
which will bury all of us
we lock our children in the dark until
the darkness is a must
we salt our sickness like the wounds we lick
cause there’s no one to trust
so who do we look to?
do we look to you? we look up but

chorus
we will never be as tall as our fathers
and our resolve will never be
as firm as his hand
no i may never be as tall as my father
but was he such a big man?

War No More

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thank you to the mountainside
thank you to the distant shore
thank you for the miles to ride
i don’t study war no more

thank you to the starry skies
thank you to the times before
tahnk you for the tears i’ve cried
i dn’t study war no more

thank you to the aspen grove
thank you to the silver snow
thank you to the life i chose
i don’t study war no more

thank you for the broken heart
thank you for the open door
thank you for music and art
i don’t study war no more

i’m not afriad to sacrifice
the petty comforts of m life
for the sake of peace

i’m only one of millions more
i gonna open up the door
to what’s inside me
and i believe

thank you to the mountainside
thank you for the distant shore
thank you to the ending of lies
i don’t study war no more.

Winona Laduke

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If I was a little bit stronger
I would fly away home.
If I’d wept just a little bit long,
I’d take my pain and call it my own,
But I’m just a soldier, a pawn of war
And ain’t no one told me what I’m fighting for
But if this was a little bit stronger
I’d fly away home.

If I pushed just a little bit harder
The my walls would come a tumblin’ down
And If I paid every hard earned dollar,
The my voice would finally make it’s sound
But I’m just a woman standing alone
And ain’t nobody gonna throw me a bone
But if I was a little bit stronger
I’d fly away home.

If I shook the hands of all the right people
I’d tell them I’m not
that much
different from they
I’d tell them I’d marry anybody they told me
Prove that it’s to the same G-d that we pray
But I’m just a sinner headed for hell
And what they don’t wanna know,
They won’t ask, I won’t tell.
But if I was a little bit stronger
I’d fly away home.

I’ll see your home of the free and the brave,
Raise you my tired, my hungry, my poor.
Dying children can’t afford no insurance,
Doctor’s who kindly lead them to the door
Well I’m just the people waging a war
You see my tomorrow is worth fighting for,
So if I was a little bit stronger,
If I prayed just a little bit longer,
If I was a little bit stronger
I’d fly away home.

Wrecking Ball

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I don’t need to fight for freedom
Freedom is a right from birth
I have no need to fight for money
A dollar don’t define your worth

See i want peace for my body
Peace of mind
Peace for my soul
Peace for humankind

I don’t want to fight for justice
I’ll take it from an open hand
I don’t have to fight for power
I’d rather sit to take my stand

And i want peace for the seers
Peace for the blind
Peace for the seekers
Peace for humankind

Chorus
But we go at

Everything with a wrecking ball
Let’s all go down, tear the wall down, tear it on down

I don’t want to fight for water
Abundance flows right from the sky
I don’t need to fight for shelter
Where the ground is soft and trees grow high

I don’t need to fight for knowledge
Wisdom seeds have long been sown
I’m not afraid to walk this journey
See I come into this world alone

What i want is peace for my brother
Peace for his mind
Peace for my sister
Peace for humankind

Chorus

The Shiz: Where We Stand (2009)

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The Shiz’s debut presents a taut brand that straddles every branch of the roots rock tree from bluegrass to afro-punk, proving to be unexpectedly stirring and a damn good time. The offering skillfully balances expansive grooves without losing sight of the anatomy of a great song, yielding easy tunes with a message and an edge, drenched in the soul of the south.