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You Bring
04:02
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You bring restlessness to the day’s calm
Whether tears of laughter or a sober psalm
or fog that peers into opening eyes
or wonder at life’s next offering
You bring a look from across the runes
The thought of yet another full moon
The sensual lines of an orchid bloom
As dreams wait for awakening.
Chorus
Eager yearning and impatient reaching
Into the hour the eve the morning
It’s not here
not clear
Never sure if it’s even near
Rushing ahead leaving behind
All of those things possibility finds
Laying strewn in your wake
Bridge
You bring that feeling that makes me stay
No matter the loves no matter the hates
Every emotion served up on a plate
But only after grace
and further wait
Never a pause nor an end
Looking ahead to the next bend
Ever tomorrow or what comes next
You never waste time on resting
Savoring the delay
until it’s fading
Everything you wish and
And everything transpiring
all of the dream in your scheme
Is returning
(Repeat bridge as outro)
(c) All Rights Reserved Michael Karns
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The Thrill of Memory
04:10
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Oh what a thrill
Oh what a thrill for
and in my dreams
there's nothing changed
just the life we live each day
a little give, a little take.
it's in the way you weave and sway
as the music floats through you
and all your promises come true
as you keen and ache.
it's you, always been you
need nothing else all day
you fill all the cracks
like nothing else i've found.
(c)2017 All Rights Reserved Timothy Ray Echols
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She walked into a roadside bar
That bore her name
Like all those memories before
she knew every gem
The shadow dancers
The shallow deals
And a face she could Never leave behind
She moved up to him
With a challenging glance
While he just stood there
And took his chance
Her lips slightly parted
Like they always did
From a face he could never leave behind
Chorus
We rocked that old house
With some rhythm and soul
Ran up those beaches
And collapsed like dolls
Then the waves went out
As we went in
On the way for drinks
at Tonda’s Ruby
A tufted bird you were
Listening to Coltrane
We must have looked absurd
To your friends on the scene
Me in blue bandana
And you in knee high socks
Yeah, faces we could never leave behind
(Chorus)
(c) 2017 All Right Reserved Michael Karns
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Between The Seconds
04:12
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Between the seconds
I find little parts of who you are
Left behind in a hurry
Forgotten with the passing of time
But they no longer fit the puzzle of you
So I collect them up like stones
And carry them with me
A burden I've learned to bear
As I wander across the sand
And through desolate fields
I hold hands with the ghosts
Hoping to cross your path
Maybe I'll find you resting
In a sentimental cafe
Or walking in a circle at night
Borrowed blessings can only last so long
We'll all know you've surrendered
When the clock strikes 13
And you seek my hand
In this poetic disarray
Swallowing the seed of truth
Can silence the noise of time
Then we will lie together in the stillness
Between the seconds
(c) 2017 Petra Cook, All Rights Reserved
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Michael Karns
is a songwriter, poet, and full-time musician living in North Texas.
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