today I opened my eyes for the first time in a long time

today I saw the sun shine for what feels like the first time

I was stuck all winter in the ice and snow

but summer’s here at last

and I just want to let you know

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come down, touch the ground, wintertime is over

lay down, on the ground, buttercups & clover...

today i stood in the rain, and did not run for cover

today I’m feeling no pain, and life has got a lover

I was prisoner of the waters of the flood

but stand up in the bathtub now

it’s time to pull the plug

Stuck all winter in the ice and snow

but summer’s here at last

so let the healing flowers grow

David: electric guitars, acoustic guitar, 12 string

guitar, baritone guitar solo, lead voice, backing

voices, claps

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Dan McLoughlin: baritone guitar fills, piano

Linda Nelson: backing voice

Alex Markowski and David Pindell: claps

you can’t hide the way you feel

and I won’t try to make deal

you’ve been gone - lost in space

and I can’t wait - to get out of your face

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you keep looking at me with those angry eyes

and you won’t bend to a compromise

you only want to see your own side (1st time)

in love with your pain and with your pride (2nd time) - it’s no mystery - it’s our history...

you can’t hide - what’s in your eyes

i don’t feel - at all surprised

you don’t know - what i’ve been through

and I - I can’t wait - to get away from you

do you remember when we first started out

together? how we thought our love would

never ever ever ever ever end

never - ever - it was forever

you can’t hide what’s on your mind

and I know why you’re so unkind

say goodbye to all your pain

‘cause I can’t stay in a love in vain

David: electric guitars, questioning solo guitar, lead voice

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Gary Gilpin: wurlitzer electric piano

Bryan Ewald: guitar fills and answering solo guitar

sometimes I feel - like i’m lost at sea

waiting for someone to rescue me

on my own - since i was 17

even then i knew what you still can’t see

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I want to go home

but i’m not quite sure where i belong

‘cause i’ve been lost for so long

I want to go home...

what you say - and what you do

there’s great distance between the 2

you’ve been lying - for so long

you don’t know anymore what’s right or wrong

I was never your favorite son

it was just a job that had to be done

and you and i will never be one

until the damage has been undone

David: guitars, all voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

you don’t even know me - still you put me down

as if you sit in judgement - as if you run this town

you’ve got your opinion of what you think is cool

and you have got your special way of acting like a fool

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you may not agree with everything i have to say

but it’s my life and i have got to live it my own way

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i’ve got to be myself - and nobody else

y’know i couldn’t be you if i wanted to so i’ll be myself...

the voices of the angels do not compare with you

but when i hear the songs you sing the words do not ring true

i could see the beauty in the things you have to say

if you could stop your suffering and get out of your own way

I dont care what you say I’m gonna do it my own way

I don’t care what you do, it’s not your place to choose for me

David: electric guitars, lead voice, backing voices, tambourine

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Dan McLoughlin: farfisa organ

Ron Haney - guitar solo

Ron Haney and Bart Schoudel: backing voices

you are the one - my only one

I care for you - say a prayer for you

close your eyes - and hear my song

open your mind - let me in this time

you are in control - you can blossom into anything

there is something you should know to help you on your way

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every question has an answer

every answer leads to many new questions

don’t do your problem solving backwards

I hope that you will see - knowledge is protection..

oh my love - you’ll rise above

You will go far and become what you are

Feel only love - and give only love

Just follow your heart right from the start

You are on your way

this road can lead you anywhere

you will be OK - as long as you’re aware

recreating every day - the love in you is growing

lose your fear along the way - you won’t need it where you’re going

David: acoustic guitar, mariachi guitar, shaker,

steel string acoustic guitar solo, lead voice, backing voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Quint Lange: junjun

Todd Kruezburg: flamenco guitar fills & solo, shaker

Robin Jung: backing voices

tried to save the river from drowning so I jumped on in

suddenly it occurred to me that I could not swim

tried to save the night from sleeping in my bed

suddenly it occurred to me - it was in my head

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lying in my head crying in my head

dying in my head iving in my head...

Tried to save the sky from crying ‘cause it was so blue

suddenly it occurred to me that the world was too

tried to save the bully from bleeding but my hands turned red

suddenly it occurred to me it was in my head

tried to save the river from drowning so I jumped on in

Suddenly it occurred to me That I could not swim

Tried to save the sun from sinking, but it felt like lead

Suddenly it occurred to me it was in my head

David: electric guitars, slide solo at end, all voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Gary Gilpin: organ

Russell Stone: guitar fills and solo

old man winter lingers in New England

on easter sunday a chill is in the air

I’m driving past an exit on the turnpike

remebering a friend who once lived there

oh the times that we had

and the things we did together

when you still knew my name

people come and go - it’s been that way forever

and that will never change - never change

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but the story isn’t over when the song ends

it keeps going through the mirror maze of time

and you may try to see past where the road bends

but insurance is impossible to buy...

I took the ferry out to Martha’s Vineyard

where you can taste the sea salt in the air

looking for a long forgotten driveway

just because I used to find you there

you would call me up - then I would come over

and you knew my number by heart

but if you saw me now

you wouldn’t even know me

And that’s the hardest part - the hardest part

I wonder where you are

I wonder what you’re doing

and if time has made you wise

and I know when the day comes

the day of our reunion

I will know your eyes - your eyes

David: electric guitar, acoustic guitar, solo guitars, accordion, lead voice

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Dan McLoughlin: piano, keyboard strings

Chris Trapper: mandolin

the movie theater’s closing down in memphis

while a blues band’s burning up the stage across town

the street lamps hang like saviours from their crosses

while the losers throw their scratch tickets on the ground

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and as the moon shined down on elvis presley boulevard

*and the tourists trapped with cameras in their hands

who would’ve never realized that such a short drive could seem so far

when you’re a sucker searching for the promised land...

the casino manager lost the farm in vegas

cocaine charges sent from the D.A.

he blamed it on the lack of entertainment

he said he never thought he’d lose his shirt that way

well you can bet your life the most dangerous drugs are legal

some doctors’ll feed you death straight from their hands

so even if you’re loved by 50 million people

it’s not one of them gonna be there where you land

I seen a white limousine on elvis presley boulevard

David: electric guitars, acoustic guitar, mandolin, slide guitar solo, lead voice

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Gary Gilpin: organ, piano solo

Chris Trapper: harmony voice

there was a time I wanted everything and more

when the shiniest car and the finest house

were worth dying for

now I know a simple life is better

now I find I want you more than ever

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all i need is time and a roof over my head and a little patch of garden

all i need is love, warm feeling in my bed and a way to beg your pardon

*for all the things i did or did not do

i never meant to hurt you - and i’ll always be with you

in our little patch of garden...

there was a time i thought that

money was everything

but you can’t put a price on love

or buy what makes you sing

now i know to let it go is better

now i know that i could leave you never

hey - give it away

don’t save it for a rainy day i say

give it away

it won’t save you anyway

you hear me now so i’ll lift up my voice

and make a joyful noise

‘cause i know i’ve made the right choice:

a garden - a little patch of garden...

David: electric guitars, 12 string guitar, sampled chamberlin flutes, lead voice, backing voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Dan McLoughlin: hammond B3 organ

Greta Glaeser, Ron Haney and Bart Schoudel: backing voices

down by muddy river

her brown and shabby stands

a lighthouse and a refuge

for a weary travelling man

i smile when i see her holding out her hands

‘cause i am her, and she is me

and she always understands

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filling a box that will never be full

i’ve put something in - everywhere i’ve been

and i never regret anything that i get

filling a box...

Sitting at the table with a guitar on my knee

and nothing really matters now

except my old friend & me

i show her my collection

and we drink our glasses down

it’s just enough to nourish me

‘til next i’m homeward bound

the summer moon is yellow as i walk to her steps

she smiles and gives me water

and i never will forget

the day we were parted some 20 years before

i was young and broken hearted,

but still i wanted more

David: acoustic guitars, mandolin, lead voice

Larry Melton: upright bass

John VanDyke: fingerstyle acoustic guitar, backing voice

Robin Jung: violin, backing voice

chant

tierra es mi cuerpo, agua es mi sangre

aire es mi aliento, fuego es mi espiritu...

I went down to the well - to get myself some water

‘cause i was oh so thirsty and i had waited for so long

i finally found my way after searching for a lifetime

they say what doesn’t kill you only serves to make you strong

i lowered myself down and slipped beneath the surface of

the cool inviting water - to which i had been led

and oh the silence there - i never heard such quiet

loud enough to still the constant voices in my head - in my head

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the earth she is my mother - the water is my blood

the air my breath and fire my spirit swirling in the flood

that flows out of the watershed and through the place i dwell

and comes together deep inside the well

i went down to the well and drank the water deeply

and nourished all my sad and withered dreams of long ago

and all that i found there was what i’d brought in with me

i had but to remember things that i already know

the path down to the well is now time worn and familiar

i know the way just like i know the back of my own hand

this is where i go to listen to the quiet

this is where i make the things

that make me what i am - what i am

earth - body - water - blood (tierra)

air - breath - and fire - grandfather (el agua)

earth - body - water - blood (el aire)

air - spirit - fire - grandfather (el fuego)

earth - body - water - blood (el aire)

air - breath - and fire - grandfather (el agua)

earth - body - water - blood (tierra)

air - spirit - fire - grandfather (la llave)

i went down to the well to get myself some water

David: acoustic guitar, lead voice, backing voices, chanting

Larry Melton: acoustic fretless bass guitar, electric fretless

Quint Lange: marching band bass drum, junjun

Elisa Infante, Jessica Ewald and Robin Jung:

backing voices and chanting

every time i make spaghetti - i think about nicole

a sailor and a robber - she never cared about the hearts she stole

i had put some in the water, but she said no, you have to stir

though it’s 25 years later now, i still can hear her saying those words

after all our time together, and all that we went through

her advice about spaghetti - still sticks to me like glue

every time i see a harley, i think of catharine

an artist and photographer who took a lot of pictures of me

she said someday i’m gonna own one, and she made her dream come true

on an ‘87 super glide with the gas tank painted powder blue

after all our converastions and all her photographs

it’s her love of motorcycles that still can make me laugh

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so be careful what you say - be careful what you do

most of all be careful what you say ‘cause i know from experience

words stay with you...

oh, it’s a part of me now, like the hair on my head

oh, it’s a part of me now, like the covers on my bed, yeah...

every time i wash the dishes sabrina comes to mind

she’s the mother of my daughter and i share with her the ties that bind

she reached into the drainer and took out a plate i’d cleaned

she said i’ll have to do this over now y’know it’s not exactly pristeen

we have been together now for many many years

but she still explodes my feelings like a psychic bombardier

David: electric guitars, acoustic guitar, solo guitar & fills, lead voice, backing voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Gary Gilpin: wurlitzer electric piano

come on little brother - I know that you are feeling disappointed

and angry with your world

you were undiscovered while other guys were getting all the glory

and getting all the girls

victim of a circumstance around you

now you have a second chance to break through

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but it takes patience and time, patience and time

once you’ve made up your mind

all you need is patience and time,

patience and time, patience and time...

why must you suffer

often times your own worst critic

lashing out and killing with your words

may you see every color

your pallette is a rainbow and your canvas

is this black and white world

you have left your darkest day behind you

maybe now your masterpiece will find you

David: electric guitar, acoustic guitar, mariachi guitar, slide guitar, lead voice, backing voices

Anthony Setola: bass

Brad Kimes: drums

Dan McLoughlin: piano

I have a friend named Foxy - she lives in my imagination

spends all of her time playing with me

with never a thought fo responsibility

but isn’t that how a very best friend should be?

riding my radio flyer we can go to never land

for an all day game of hide & seek

running and calling “ally ally oxen free”

these are the places where you might find Foxy & me

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my friend Foxy and I go flying high in the sky

just like dragon tales on TV

we can be anything we want to be

my friend Foxy and me, my friend Foxy and me...

she comes to my tea party, summer swimming and trampoline

sometimes we go turtle hunting by grandmother willow,

or over by the cottage swing

and now and then, Foxy and I will sing

ally oxen free, ally ally oxen free

ally oxen free, ally ally oxen free

ally oxen free, ally ally oxen free

ally oxen free, ally ally oxen free

ready or not, here i come

I have a friend named Foxy...

David: acoustic guitar, string arrangement, lead voice

Greta Glaeser: backing voice

Robin Jung: lead violin, backing voice

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