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1. |
Silence Stills the Sea
02:58
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Lullaby by Jim Beckwith 2009
I am walking on the water
I'm swimming in the sea
I am standing on the mountain
gazing back at me.
Mama Rock a baby now
Baby, go to sleep
Honey, kiss my forehead
Make some warm food to eat
Rock me on the water
Send the moon to me
I'm hugging on my father
Silence stills the sea
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2. |
Crazy Love
03:58
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3. |
Fly Away
06:02
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Fly Away
Jim Beckwith, BMI - ©2009
On the coast of Africa
coconut palms would sway
Streams of sunlight tell the future,
the gems this trip would bring...
Oblivious.
Born, then we die
humans feign intelligence
but birds, they never forget - how to fly...
Such a pivotal time;
can't make much sense.
No real reason for the rhyme;
Don't be so tense...so tense.
We’re sailing a course
on this ship of life
If you want to make a nice photograph
just look for the beautiful light
Fly away, birdy fly
Remember how to soar
It's all here,
Life is an open door
I was there when the baby's father
first he met Nana Ya Ofori Atta
miss that friend like a missing brother
He's the one that brought me to Ghana
We struggle for the money
battle against time
work for some entity
and try to find the line
Baba looked me in the eye and smiled
I was a sad defender
"you’re always looking for a harder struggle," he said
and what you need -- is surrender"
Let it go, let it go
Life can be so beautiful;
why not let it be?
beauty's in the eye -
go ahead, behold, and see.
Fly away, birdy fly
Remember how to soar
It's all available,
Life's an open door
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4. |
Too Long Alone
04:12
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Too Long Alone – ©Joe White
The feeling’s the same when I conjure your name
Calling like a ghost across the years
Theres’s no peace of mind as it fades over time
Your memory’s my comfort on this trail of tears
See my breath upon the air
If it’s cold, I’m unaware
I keep my eyes on my two left shoes
And I sing the blues
Tool long alone on this lonesome road
Too long alone and I can’t go home
I made my bed and I sleep alone
Too long alone on this lonesome road
I’m beginning to see what the world’s done to me
Simply as an act of revenge
No way to return cross the bridges I’ve burned
Shame alone could never make amends
Empty pockets, silver hair
The wolf is here but no one cares
I used to think I’m here because of you
Now I know the truth
Tool long alone on this lonesome road
Too long alone and I can’t go home
I made my bed and I sleep alone
Too long alone on this lonesome road
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5. |
Vincent
04:54
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Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of China blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hands
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you Vincent
This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
A silver thorn on a bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
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Inspector 372
04:16
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Inspector 372 - Antsy McClain
Alone in a motel at the end of the day
My hands in my pockets, my mind far away
jingling my car keys and pacing around
I pulled out a white piece of paper I found
And all it said, once I held it in view
Inspected by number 372
The curl of the 7, the flare of the 3
Said a feminine hand wrote this number for me
It was printed in black but the number was blue
And written by Inspector 372
More than a number - To me you are real.
More like a spirit that's making me feel
Like I’m more than a salesman who lives at the wheel
Maybe I’m crazy but I swear I know you
Lonely Inspector 372 ©Antsy McClain
I can see you there now at your sewing machine
Pulling on buttons and tugging the seams
Just passing the time telling stories and jokes
With 371 other folks
I know you feel nameless, the way that I do
Lonely Inspector 372
Unsung and forgotten by most I am sure
But here in my pocket your memory will endure
So I’m keeping your number, should there come a chance
of Meeting the girl who inspected these pants
So hey if you’re out there, this one’s for you
Nameless Inspector 372
Lonely Inspector 372
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7. |
Keep Your Seatbelt On
05:09
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Keep your seatbelt on
Sky's clouding over
umbrellas being sold
laundry's taken in
unrest getting old
mad taxi drivers
potholes in the road
they're making a change
or so I am told.
--
There is work to do
the rooms are dusty
windows won't open
the cranks are rusting
There is work to do
the mother's alone
some people say
you can never go home
Keep your seatbelt on
Stay in the flow,
you just never know
what’s coming along…
Keep your seatbelt on
Don't go it alone
We're going the distance, and
I’ll take you all the way home
clouds move fast
the horns are blown
ground is wet
seeds are sown
rains fall hard
we're feeling good
trees are blown
no more dead wood
Trust me, trust me That I -
damn well must be
Living up to just who I am
Come-on babe
we’ve come too far
To get out now
don’t stop the car
There's work to do
harder than you've seen,
it will take you places
you've - never been.
There is work to do
the mother's alone
some people say
you can never go home
Listen to the heart
'cause home is where the heart is
Listen to the heart
and you can always go home
You should be
Singing and dancing
moving around
embracing the joy
of a beautiful sound
Chorus
Anibah, Yes'm ma
Kwesi Sim-pa, Medasse, ya
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8. |
Set Me Free
02:48
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Set Me Free by Jim Beckwith ©1984
I'm feeling like I lost the fire
feeling like I lost all desire,
feeling like I need a friend
but not at the cost of pretending;
You can't blame me for my honesty.
That if nothing else will set me free.
This is a song for you.
Love, NOT love is the reason.
I've been driven past the meaning of desire.
Everybody needs a reason
for the life they live...
A person needs some way to justify...
You'll get yours and I'll get mine
We'll end up having a real good time
and we'll love ourselves
and I'll love you more
and we'll love the world
and there'll be no wars
there'll be no war....
Instrumental - classical guitar
(1st verse again)
I'm feeling like I lost the fire
feeling like I lost all desire,
feeling like I need a friend
but not at the cost of pretending;
You can't blame me for my honesty.
That if nothing else will set me free.
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9. |
Remember to Remember
04:00
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Dervish
by Jim Beckwith ©2010
Riding a fine line again...
Wondering, not if, but when -
stars will be shooting,
Thieves will be looting
the ghost town that held my fine friends
-Trying too hard to succeed
Blind to the people in need
to the ones that you love,
you give not enough
and the demons still beg to be freed
-Remember to remember
All the things we see aren't real
Dream until you surrender
We make the world by what we feel.
Singing, drumming, chanting, turning,
the dervish goes to God in whirling
from the heart they float about
turning in, then inside out.
-Don't live your life as an island
missing all of the fun.
wish for a heart that is broken
open to everyone
Step outside the circle
Look into the mirrors
Join hands with the rest of the world
and let go all our fears
Singing, drumming, chanting, turning,
the dervish goes to God in whirling
from the heart they float about
turning in, then inside out.
from the heart they float about
turning in, then inside out.
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10. |
Maybe Man
03:14
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Maybe Man ©2002 Jim Beckwith
I may not be the one you think you’re dreaming of
But in due time I might just be the one you love…
The prince and princess might just find their riches
after time and time again they find each other’s arms.
Older then, we understand
Love is like a castle built of sand.
I'm the maybe man, I maybe can
Be the one to take your hand
You might just find a simple romance in the single slow dance
running several circles in your mind…
The pleasure of this simple treasure not expecting ever
Never, -- ever shrinking over time.
But how to know - how time will flow
To gamble love; might miss a show…
I'm the maybe man, I maybe can
Be the one to take your hand
Do you wait to think you’ve finally found the one
And never really ever learn to craft your love?
And every time you’ve tried to love and lost
You reel in pain and grow more bitter daily til your gone?
We block the pain and try again
To learn at least, to be a friend…
I'm the maybe man, I maybe can
Be the one to take your hand…in love
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11. |
Is It You?
01:58
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Is it you?
lyrics and music by Jim Beckwith ©1982
Is it you?
Is it you I've really seen tonight?
If I knew you weren't asleep
I'd make a call of confirmation.
Was it you?
Big brown eyes that shone so bright:
Was my dream not a dream at all tonight?
Tell me that you're there:
that you are, that you will be,
and that you'll always care.
We'll be the best of friends,
nothing comes between us:
you can lean on me
and I just might lean on you.
Don't let it ever end
when the hard times come:
I will wipe your eyes,
and you can dry my tears.
Tell me that you're there:
that you are, that you will be,
and that you'll always care.
Don't let it ever end, and never go away:
Just one more thing before I go
If you'd be so kind just to let me know: Is it you?
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Jim Beckwith Milan, Italy
Jim Beckwith is a fine writer of lyrics to inspire & a unique & compelling voice; a soulful texture that draws on influences from jazz and pop to R&B and voices from around the world. His voice has been called 'a male Sade' & something like 'a refined Sting'. Songs with lyrics that make you think & feel. Jim has players on his albums that play with artists like Sting, Stevie Wonder, James Taylor. ... more
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