1. |
Hands Down
03:46
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i want to skip like a rock in the sun in the sea
in the silence surrounding the sound around me
catch a wave pull it back to the beaches and meadows the thickening woodland the silence that captivates me
that calls to me
that sways me
here I go skipping again never reaching the end
the invitation is ripe to extend
the spirit we got is the means and the end
so I tend to spend time with my friends
just hanging around the gaff
shooting the breeze, shooting the breeze and having a laugh
skipa dee bibba dee bibba dee having a laugh
I walk through the green forest trip on the hills
and I pick myself up and I nurture my spills
and I keep moving forward and onward and outward and mark
the transition that's happening inward
to mark it in time
I'm moving in time
I'm travelling in time
I'm keeping time
to mark it in time
I'm moving in time
I'm travelling in time
I'm keeping time
and I follow my gut and I keep getting up
and I keep getting down and I'm looking around
and I like to spend time getting down on the ground
so I'm looking for reasons to put my hands down on the ground
They just got to be found ...
down in the
down in the
down in the
down in the ground
I got this hands down
turning turnin turning upside down
I got this hands down
I got this hands down
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2. |
Sweet and Strong
03:12
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I wanna be sweet and strong
not rushing the day along
I practiced my whole life long
for the joy that comes through a song
I wanna be sweet and strong
I'm letting the time prolong
I'm willing to tag along
I’m in the place I belong
lalala
I wanna pass the morning by
and find that I am by your side
delighting that you're with me
this feelings gonna set me free
I wanna touch the morning dew
share a cup of coffee with you
invite you to my deepest thoughts
your eyes a well in which i'm lost
in which I'm lost
in which i'm Lost
lala
I wanna give honey to
everywhere you want me to
the feeling's just so supreme
I've gotta stay in the stream
we'll just slip with the current so
it'll take us where it wants to go
and ride the sunny beam
that you pulled me into like a dream
like a dream x4
lala
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3. |
Million Sins
03:12
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53 people far from shore
unheard in the oceans roar
I guess we'll never know
all about the people who never did show
all about the people who never did show
all about the people who never did show
So she went out to take them in
gathered up the people just like they were her kin
yeah she went out her resolve so tall
captain of the ship to hold the space for them all
captain of the ship to hold the space for them all
captain of the ship to hold the space for them all
waves crash and oceans break
their souls were not to take
waves crash and oceans swell
lift us up sister take me out of this hell
lift us up sister out of this hell
lift us up sister out of this hell
What then do you deserve
Who do you really serve
tune out then tune back in
somebody is paying for a million sins
somebody is paying for a million sins
somebody is paying for a million sins
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4. |
Haunting You
05:22
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my heart my heart, I'm sorry, I'm sore
my heart I have hurt you too often before
my heart is not able to give what you want
And my heart is not looking for something to haunt
Oh my heart has been haunting you
haunting you haunting you
My heart has been haunting you
all through the night
You should shake off the shackles these chains that I've laid
you should shake off the shackles and stand unafraid
the net it will open if only you dare
to trust that your solace could be anywhere
my heart has been haunting you
haunting you, haunting you
my heart has been haunting you
all through the night
If only I could tell you how sorry I am
I wish I could say it was some master plan
but I'll get no reward for the deed that I've done
My lonely road has already begun
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5. |
Reap What You've Sown
03:44
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In the future nothing’s bare
overgrown with fruit to spare
many stories could be true
choose the carrot carry through
You reap what you’ve sown
you reap what you’ve sown
you reap what you’ve sown
We are happy, we are whole
heads on straight and hearts are full
you reap what you’ve sown
you reap what you sow
you reap what you’ve sown
We are safe here everywhere
claim the fruit you
want to bear
ah
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6. |
Crossing This Bridge
03:28
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we have reached the point of crossing this bridge
cause we have come to it.
to turn from the mirror
to an open space
we have reached the point of crossing this bridge
there is no escaping
no right or left
no about face
Let the dust and dirt
mix with my ashes
to the dust of stars
where I'll take my place
We have reached the point of crossing this bridge
to fathom new waters
and find new depths
and to integrate
we have reached the point of crossing this bridge
to follow the current
to start the path
of a different pace
let the dust and dirt
join with my ashes
to the dust of stars
to go in grace
let the dust and dirt
mix with my ashes
to the dust of stars
to go in grace
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7. |
Best of Intents
03:47
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tripping decisions to come
never notice the frame
I get so caught/hung up on
expectations unwind there's a place in my mind
that is never exposed to the prospect
that I could subvert it it's just the way it's always been
it's just how things have always been
never to defy the walls in my mind
I get stuck in with no one to blame
it's just how I'm made dear I'd say I'm afraid dear to show you
the effort it takes to keep pulling together
the scrapings of courage i'm scraping together,
the background the template the norm for forever forever forever
it seems like forever forever forever it seems like forever
it's just how I'm made
If it's true that I'm careless
I choose to compare it to
craters i'm stuck in at least in my mind
the dig out's not happened the last hatch is battoned
I'm shored up and waiting for you to discover your find
to discover what waiting here after you've gone out and grown up
decided to chose to be kind
I'll just keep on waiting can't rush it
reframing myself as a creature developing sense
the fire is still burning it's steady returning the
effort required to grow is immense
collected inspected the mood is reflected
transforming the story I tell to myself
the trial by fire is life's own desire
to stoke up the furnace and joke and return us
to sense, to sense the outline the edge the defense
I can offer you only my warmest intents
the best of intents
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8. |
She No Longer Sings
02:40
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death by a thousand paper cuts!
the wood the paper came from was roughly split some time ago
its jagged edges snag at my loose skin.
there's only a certain distance that i can proceed
before it snares me back.
i am an animal licking my wounds but eternally returning
to the prize in the trap.
it is the subtlety of the knives you wield
the most subtle of all
the most subtle of all
the trust i cannot
quite shake
the thin scores of the knives
in my paper skin will almost scab over,
almost heal
before i decide the pain is not yet enough
and i throw myself back to another round
flayed, stabbed, slit.
the functional actions of your carnivorous knives.
a thousand friendships fall.
she no longer sings, she tells me
she no longer sings, she tells me
she no longer sings, she tells me
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poem Maya Angelou
music (Phenomenally Women) Deirdre Murphy
Released in collaboration with Caged Bird Legacy.
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
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Deirdre Murphy Dublin, Ireland
Deirdre Murphy is a multi-disciplinary performer. Her chief aim is to be a love-merchant through the mediums of lyric, song,
and dance. She is thrilled to be here.
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