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FIRE TOWER SESSIONS - LYRICS
1. LINE IN THE SAND
© July 17, 2004 – LisaBeth Weber/BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 2, key of A
There’s a line in the sand, where the journey once began. To tell the glory of the story of a long time ago. And I will never understand all the wars in all the lands. There’s a point of no return and you’d think by now we’d learned. There are people in power causing battles by the hour. They rule from their big houses high up on the hill. They tell us it’s for freedom and that we should stand behind them. But how can I believe them, who’s the killer now? Where is the truth, the responsibility? Isn’t anyone accountable? To you and me, the citizens, of this democracy. What will it take to make up for the past with the future at stake. I don’t want to believe everything they say’s a lie. I don’t want to believe that any more will die. But I have seen the news one too many times. Wish that I could understand the reasons for the crimes. And I beg of them to stop telling all these lies. While they live in their glass houses we lose innocent lives. Haven’t we learned from the past that war will not cause peace. All that I ask is when will the killing cease? (CHORUS) I don’t know if there’s a god but I find myself at odds. With all that put their faith in him, some may think my way’s a sin. But all the fighting, all the war, why would god want that for... All his children in the land fighting in a box of sand. There’s a line in that sand, where the journey once began. To tell the glory of the story of a long time ago. And I will never understand all the wars in all the lands. There’s a point of no return and I beg of them to learn.
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2. WHERE THE SKY MEETS THE GROUND
© MAY 2005, LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 4, key of B
I remember what you told me just before I had to go. It was the mention of a rainbow and you whispered it real slow. And now when I’m thinking of you, when I’m many states away. I hear your voice inside me, everything will be OK. I see the colors all around, and if you listen very close you’ll hear the sound. There’s a little piece of heaven right here, where the sky meets the ground. The water falls around me like an endless piece of rain. Never stops moving, never stays the same. In the middle of the mountain, in the middle of the day. With you here beside me, everything will be OK. (CHORUS) When the sun comes out to play, it’s like a blanket on my back to keep me warm. And I hope that we can stay, any place that keeps us safe from the storm So we can see…… the colors all around, and if you listen very close you’ll hear the sound. There’s a little piece of heaven right here, where the sky meets the ground.
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3. EVERY KINDA LOVE
© 2/17-18/2007 LisaBeth Weber/BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 5. Key of C.
You’re every bit as good as she said you always were. There’s a little bit of everyone in the skies up above. When you figure out the differences in all of us. The only thing that matters is every kinda love. Every kinda love, every kinda love. When you start to look around to see what all this is for. And you think about the mysteries when you open up the door. There’s a Cadillac of dreams on the road in front of us. All it takes to get there is every kinda love. Every kinda love, every kinda love. In the heart of the day, when the sun is high. You think about the ways and unraveling the whys. All because someone told you a long time ago. To take a bit of comfort with you when you go. A mountain of forgiveness will get the rocks off of your back. Find the path of least resistance to get on the right track. If there’s hope for all the others, maybe it’s not too late for us. To build a better bridge, it takes every kinda love. Every kinda love, every kinda love.
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4. MORNING LIGHT
© 10.23.06 LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 2, key of A
They say God willin’ and the creek don’t rise. I could hardly believe my eyes. When I woke up in the morning to a big surprise. You were standin’ outside my door. It was a cold brisk October day. The kind you wanna just jump in the leaves and play. And I’d like to invite you in to stay. Like I wish I had before. On a small town Saturday night. Where the stars are grinnin’ shining so bright. I wish I may and I wish I might. Stay wrapped up in your arms till the mornin’ light. Later on that very same evenin’. We were talkin’ ‘bout how you should be leavin’. At the same time neither of us could conceive it. Cuz we were havin’ a hell of a time. But life is short and the days are long. Nothin’ this good could ever be wrong. While I’m just a sittin’ here singin’ my song. Could you pour another glass-o-wine. (CHORUS) It was a beautiful night down on the farm. We were dancin’ arm in arm. When I was cold you kept me warm. And we talked the whole night long. About a little bit-o-this and that. Republicans and Democrats. The state-o-the world and where it’s at. Why can’t we all just get along. (CHORUS) There’s another place that I used to go. Where time stood still and life was slow. There was no one there that you didn’t know. Around about every bend. But now everybody’s movin’ fast. They think if they’re not first, they’re gonna be last. If they don’t watch out, their lives’ll be past. Gotta start all over again………. On a small town Saturday night………
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5. OYSTER
© 3.1.05 LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 4, key of B
Once upon a midnight sky I hoped that I would one day see. The kind of friendship that you are, the sister you’ve become to me. Through the good times and the bad. There for each other we have been. From the adventures that we’ve had. To this state of grace we’re living in. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. I found the oyster with the pearl. I thank you for the gifts you’ve given from the heart. We’re together even when we are apart. I look back on all these years. It’s like nothing that I’ve known. All the good times still to come. It feels like going home. At the closing of the day. When everything is said and done. I’ll never be so far away. From the setting of the sun. (CHORUS) They tell us we sound like one voice. But it’s no mystery to me. Still I can’t believe what we’ve found. I know that you will always be around. Chorus &….…..even when we are apart.
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6. FOR THE BENEFIT OF TIME
© 11/16/2005 LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 4, key of B
There are days I most recall, when it seemed my back was up against the wall. Things I wish that I had said, but they’re left all just jumbled in my head. For the benefit of time, and that old great song about the water and the wine. For the benefit of loves last request, I wish you nothing but the best. If I knew then what I know now, but that’s not the way things work out. And on a day just like today, you said goodbye just when I hoped that you would stay. For the benefit of time, and that old great song about the water and the wine. For the benefit of loves last request, I wish you nothing but the best. The hours disappear. While we’re awake, you’re asleep. But the dreams are crystal clear. Like the oceans over oceans running deep. For the benefit of time, and that old great song about the water and the wine. For the benefit of loves last request, I wish you nothing but the best.
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7. Evergreens
© 2002 LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 2, key of A
It's so beautiful up here. It's so great to see you here. I thought you were someone else. And we almost didn't catch up with each others hearts I guess. Were just broken emptiness. Until you came along, I thought everything was wrong. Chorus: And high up in the evergreens I see. There's a hawk that follows close to me. He is the road that leads you home. So you will never be alone. There's a pattern in the sky, and not always knowing why. Like a river running north, and a love that's back and forth. And for the lovers swim upstream, in a rapid running scene. And they almost missed their mark, but they found light in dark. (CHORUS) Picking up where they leave off, in circles 'round each other. For the right one to be true, there cannot be a doubt, and I've found you.
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8. HOMEGOING
© February, 2005 – LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 4, key of B
May you find peace in the water. May you find love as it flows. You are somebody’s precious daughter. And there’s a feather for every rose. May you find hope in the flowers. May you find time on your side. You stand tall against the hours, when there’s nowhere left to hide. Welcome home. There’s a place for you. Welcome home, to a better view. Guide us well when the winds are blowing. We’ll see you at the homegoing. There’s a tragic part of living. There’s a longing to be free. Fly away across the valley. Watch over all you see. There’s a magic mist of mourning. To take the drying of your tears. Soon again will come a journey. To remember all the years. (CHORUS) I don’t know all that is out there. All I know is what I see But if there is a piece of heaven, save a little place for me (CHORUS)
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9. TROUBLE ON MY MIND
© 8/30/05 - LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 2, key of A
There’s a piece of my mind could use some talking to. Every time I think too much, I think of you. You keep me guessing but I don’t know. I tell you I’m confessin’ that I miss you so. I got trouble on my mind. Some say you’re the troublin’ kind. Some days I resent you; some days I think heaven sent you. Some days there’s just no reason to the rhyme. You rolled into town on a wing and a rail. You called me every day and then you called to go your bail. But all my hard earned money will stay in the bank. Cuz thanks to you honey, my love for you shrank. I got trouble on my mind. Some say you’re the troublin’ kind. Some days I resent you; some days I think heaven sent you. But all the love you’ve brought me is a crime. You told me that I was the only one for you. But that was just a lie and your lies always come true. It isn’t what it looks like or so you say. But that isn’t what she told me when we talked the other day. I got trouble on my mind. Some say you’re the troublin’ kind. Some days I resent you; some days I think heaven sent you. But when it comes to love, you’re off to seek and find. Now that you’ve gone, the sun is shining bright. I’ve got a better man and I’m seeing him tonight. We’ll go out on the town and dance until we drop. Then we’ll go back home where the dancing won’t stop. I got trouble on my mind. But it’s the best kind of trouble you can find. Now that I’ve found it, I put my arms around it, and I’m having one hell of a time. I’m having one hell of a time.
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10. Jump Right In
© June 25, 2003, LisaBeth Weber/ BMI – All Rights Reserved. Capo 2, Key of A
Jump right in, the water's fine, just don't go wastin' my precious time. If you don't fly right you'll have yourself to blame, better jump on board the very next train. you gotta listen to your peace-o-mind, if you don't, you will get left behind. If there's a traffic jam, go the other way. You got your whole life but you don't got all day. And chasin' rainbows is mighty good fun, but if it never rains you won't find one. you gotta take a lotta good with a little bit-o-bad, if you don't believe that then you've been had. 'Cuz there's a window they call opportunity. and it may pass over you on its way to finding me. I'm just sittin' here by the river. lookin' out to see what this old world will deliver. You can plan ahead if you're so inclined. But when you least expect you might change your mind. Better off takin' one day at a time. Show me yours I might show you mine. And if the message in the bottle is true. I won't stop lookin' till I find you. Cuz the pickins' good when the fruit is ripe. And every day turns into night. So when you wake tomorrow morning and you start again. You won't regret just where you've been. All these things I know to be true. So smell the roses and enjoy the view. CHORUS, plus last 2 lines.
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11. HARD LIFE
by Nanci Griffith. Capo 4. key of B.
I am a back seat driver from America. I drive to the left on Falls Road. And the man at the wheel’s name is Seamus. We pass a child on the corner he knows. And now Seamus says what chance has that kid got. And I say from the back I don’t know. There’s barbed wire at all of these exits. And there ain’t no place in Belfast for that kid to go. Cuz it’s a hard life, it’s a hard life, it’s a very hard life. It’s a hard life wherever you go. But if we poison our children with hatred, then a hard life is all that they’ll know. And there ain’t no place in Belfast for those kids to go. Cafeteria line in Chicago. A fat man in front of me. He’s calling black people trash to his children. But he’s the only trash here I see. And I’m thinking this man wears a white hood. At night when his children should sleep. But they’ll creep to their windows and they’ll see him. And they’ll think that white hoods all they need. And it’s a hard life, it’s a hard life, it’s a very hard life. It’s a hard life wherever you go. But if we poison our children with hatred, then a hard life is all that they’ll know. And there ain’t no place in Chicago for those kids to go. I was a child in the 60’s when dreams could be held through a TV. We had Disney, we had Cronkite and Martin Luther. And I believed, I believed, I believed. Now I am a back seat driver from America. And I am not at the wheel of control. I am guilty, I am war, I am the root of all evil. And I can’t drive on the left side of the road. Cuz it’s a hard life, it’s a hard life, it’s a very hard life. It’s a hard life wherever you go. But if we poison our children with hatred, then a hard life is all that they’ll know. And there ain’t no place in the world for those kids to go. …Cuz a hard life is all that they’ll know.