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My Old Friend
03:42
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My old friend, all the roads we have traveled
My old friend, all the tales we could tell.
My old friend, though the path leads us onward
My old friend, who could know me so well?
My old friend, how the stars shine to guide us.
My old friend how our hearts call us home.
My old friend, time is laughing inside us.
I will think of you wherever I roam.
There is a dirt road that cuts through the mountain.
I hear it leading where I am meant to be
And then’s the fire that burns without ending.
My old friend, won’t you go there with me?
My old friend, through the forest filled with memories
My old friend, we have learned to survive
Trails we walked are bathed now in shadow.
My old friend, you gotta keep that fire alive.
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Home
04:18
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Home. Going home, some day soon
Down that crooked road. Picture it now; know somehow,
Down and around the corner to a good old home.
Grassy yard; drooping trees.
Toys and shoes to the back I go.
Swear it now; swear it so.
None to soon and I’ll be coming home.
Warm; safe and warm, same old place,
Feeling safe like I got nothing to do.
Stretch my legs; unpack my bag.
Sand pours into the cracks on the wooden floor.
Sweet, sweet face, be here now;
The one I take everywhere I go.
Say it now, say it so, when I see you I’ll know I’m home
May the rain shower soft on your green grass
May the sun keep you warm in the day
And the wind ever lead down a new path
And I’ll see you when I get home
There’ll be good times when I get home.
Turn, seasons turn, sun and moon.
That’s just what we learn.
One plus one. Two plus two.
Soon you’re running out into the world.
Cutting a path, leaving a trail;
Doing the math that’s right for you.
Don’t look back, one day soon,
There’ll be someone coming up after you.
Home, headed home, day may come;
Down that crooked road.
Leaving tracks; following clues
Left here who can say how long ago.
Thinking of you, headed for home
Underneath your heavy load.
After all you come to know,
May you find happiness when you get home.
[CHORUS]
When the angels sing alleluia
And the road disappears in the clay
Then I’ll see you my friend when I get there
Alleluia I’m coming home
There’ll be good times when we get home
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3. |
Lost In Translation
04:27
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If I had known that I would lose you,
At “I Love You”, when I said it that day,
I might not leave myself so open
To be broken, but I love you anyway.
Now I’m all alone in a crowded station.
Lost in translation and hungry for change.
And here come the trains; may they be the connection
That one day may bring us together again
To tell you “I Love you” again.
You came and filled the days with color,
For a summer, when the dragon-fairies play
And restless hearts, they share a language,
So what’s the damage, for a summer anyway
[CHORUS]
Braided flowers and the sparkle in your eye
And the music of the starry spinning sky
Fall approaches as the summer waves goodbye
Now I’m all alone in an echoing station.
Lost in translation and hungry for change.
And here’s to the trains and the songs that they sing us.
One day they’ll bring us together again
To tell you “I Love you” again.
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Closer
04:48
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When the sun is setting and the day’s no more
And the trees are swaying like waves on the shore
And your heart is restless and so far away
There’s nothing left to say
So pull a body closer. Let it take you over
Moving to the rhythm. Nothing lasts forever
But it can get better. A little time together
So pull a body closer
You try so hard to keep it under control
What’s could ever fill that hole?
You running from something inside
But there’s nowhere to hide.
[CHORUS]
And how did it get here?
Now that it’s so clear, don’t let it slip away.
Lonely hearts, what’s it all about?
Love’s the thing we can not do without.
Make a choice or let the choice make you.
Baby what you gonna do?
So pull a body closer. Let it take you over.
Moving to the rhythm. Nothing lasts forever,
But it can get better. A little time together.
So pull a body closer. Let it take you over.
Moving to the rhythm. Nothing lasts forever,
But it can get better. A little time together.
So pull a body closer, closer, closer, closer,
Closer, closer, closer. closer.
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Washington Square
03:08
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He’s a real regular one
That I see there every time.
With the same tattered up cap
And the same been-around look in his eye.
It’s a good regular game
When the spring weather arrives
And the kids come to the park
And a young city is coming alive
And the old men sit till the hour is late
At the tables set by the south west gate.
Will they wait all day till you make a move?
In Washington Square Park I’m holding out for you.
Holding out for
Meet me down at the fountain in Washington Square
Smell of coffee and bagels is in the air.
Chalk art covers the sidewalks in colorful style.
Can I take it in for a while?
There’s a girl new to the park
Headed down Waverly Place
With a mad journal of songs
And a can’t-be-contained look on her face.
There’ll be friends when she gets there
There’ll be Shakespeare in the trees.
Like the mad legends of old
They will find destiny waiting to seize.
And the night will fall, and they’ll break the lock
And they’ll climb the stairs to the arch’s top.
You can spend your life till you make a move.
In Washington Square Park I’m holding out for you.
[CHORUS]
I have come silently by just to watch the old men play
As they stare down at the board,
Taking turns giving their checkers away,
But my eyes focus on you by the pathway over there,
And the man with the tattered cap laughs
As we walk out of Washington Square.
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6. |
Plumb Wild
03:51
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Where do you go my darling?
Where do you go my child?
Lying all day in the grassy field
Lord knows that girl plumb wild.
Long have they tried to teach you
Tell you what’s not allowed
Some gotta learn the hard hard way
Lord knows that girl plumb wild.
And every time I see your face it’s
Another beautiful day.
And I hope you’ll always stay
I hope you’ll always stay
May you forever stay plumb wild.
Who was your friend from across the way?
Remember the way she smiled
Down at the Farmer’s Market.
Where did you go, Plumb Wild?
She whispered something in your ear
Then you disappeared in the crowd.
They called out your name a hundred times.
Where did you go, Plumb Wild?
[CHORUS]
Folks at the church on Sunday
Sittin so straight and proud
Saying “Some just born no common sense.
Lord knows that girl plumb wild”.
If they can not understand it
Then they try to shut it down
You were just born with a restless heart
Fated to be plumb wild.
[CHORUS]
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7. |
The Next Seattle
04:13
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I woke from a dream at 4 AM
The sharks were a-circlin’ around me.
The minute I woke up I thought of your face,
And all of the sorrow that's found me.
See, yours was the sweetest love I've ever known;
I mourn for the death of our battle.
You took me from the cell of my solitude.
And brought me to the next Seattle.
For there was a city,
I read in the news,
Where the next one to win
is the next one to lose,
And a window wide open
for whoever will choose
And I, they're reeling 'em in just like cattle
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If you ever get the courage to leave New York
Then I'll be your next Seattle.
She came to the city to find a home
And do what it was she was here for.
With each day that passing they planned their escape
To all of the things they were dear for.
For like a old secret
, the road it will call
And his eyes they will sparkle
like the mountains so tall.
And the first twenty minutes
were gone by the fall.
And I
, hearing the same distant rattle.
Meet me in Burlington 9 AM
And we'll be headed for the next Seattle.
It's a different world at 5 AM
My friends and I are poised for battle
Yet the same old world won't let us in.
We're looking for the next Seattle.
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Spontaneous
03:25
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I carry the thoughts that rub
Down in my pocket they’re hidden and safe.
And as I walk I can feel them chafe;
In need of tender love.
I’m gonna let ‘em out in the light one day,
Ready to face what you might say.
I’m waiting on the day when we can be
Spontaneous, like we’re right there in the moment
Spontaneous. Touch me now that I may feel it
Spontaneous. Spontaneous
I carry you in my heart
And ever if the things I do or say
Leave you feeling thrown away or broken all apart
It’s memories of you that get my by;
The deepest hue in your lonely eye.
So let your colors fly and we can be
Spontaneous. Say it loud with all intention.
Spontaneous. Give them something they can mention
Spontaneous. Spontaneous
Pull out the filter and let it rip with all the imperfections.
Like a cowboy shooting from the hip,
Always in the right direction.
Throw all caution to the wind till it comes back again.
I carry the shining dreams
Through midnight streets to the crashing shore,
And all I wanna give them is a little bit more
But more and more it seems
Something’s always in the way,
Keeping my restless thoughts at bay.
There will come a day when we can be
Spontaneous, like you’re right there in the moment
Spontaneous. Touch me now and make me feel it
Spontaneous, spontaneous, spontaneous, spontaneous
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9. |
Starlit Winter Nights
03:50
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Come with me while all the world is sleeping
Through the fields on starlit winter nights.
Hold me close, for time is not for keeping
You and me on starlit winter nights.
Shall I tell you a story made for wintertime
When icicles form outside the kitchen window
Days are short and nights come on so quickly
Hiding secrets far beneath the silent snow
Come with me while all the world is sleeping
Through the fields on starlit winter nights.
Now’s the time for memories worth keeping
You and me on starlit winter nights.
In the tail of November when hunters are in the forest
Following tracks in the new fallen snow.
We gather kindling among the pine and cedar
A song to lift you, softly singing as you go.
Come with me while all the world is sleeping
Through the fields on starlit winter nights
Hold me close, for memories worth keeping
You and me on starlit winter nights.
And later when we’re in the house safe from
winter’s bite, watching as the fire burns bright.
Come with me while all the world is sleeping
Through the fields on starlit winter nights
Hold me close, for time is not for keeping
You and me on starlit winter nights.
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10. |
Baby Steps
04:28
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When you’re starting out; baby steps, baby steps.
What’s it all about? Baby steps, baby steps.
Barely holding on; baby steps, baby steps.
Light is almost gone; baby steps, baby steps.
You got more questions than you got answers
You got more dreams than one can bear
And all you want is to have it all,
Cause what else is there?
Baby steps, baby steps, baby steps.
Baby steps, yeah.
Can I give a hand? Baby steps, baby steps.
You know I understand; baby steps, baby steps.
When you need a friend; baby steps, baby steps.
I don’t mean pretend; baby steps, oh baby,
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby
You got the world upon your shoulder.
You got your shoulder to the wheel.
And what am I supposed to do but feel how I feel?
Baby steps, baby steps, baby steps.
I said baby steps, yeah.
Baby steps take it slow.
Give yourself a little room to grow
Baby steps we’re on our way.
I follow you anywhere you say
Baby steps take your time.
Gonna make it to the finish line.
Baby steps, me and you.
Side by side, gonna make it through.
Baby steps, yeah
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby steps.
Oh baby, baby, baby, baby steps.
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Joe Matzzie Los Angeles, California
Award Winning Songwriter/Guitarist/Vocalist Joe Matzzie grew up in Pittsburgh PA surrounded by acoustic music. Music Connection Magazine describes Joe’s voice as “a signature, high register rasp that conveys the ever-present feeling of love in his lyrics”. Although his genre falls within Americana Folk, his authentic charm has more than once been likened to that of Jazz legend Cab Calloway. ... more
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