Sunrise Letdown (Foster)

It feels right, I feel right, go outside, meet me tonight

I know it, you know it, going forward let’s show it

Don’t look back, don’t hold back, if we hold back, there’s no looking back

At the end of a beautiful night, gather round for the sunrise letdown

If we close our eyes, wake up now, summer’s gone

Climb the mountain top, from this paved rock, touch my hand, please don’t stop

I know it, you know it, going forward let’s show it

Reciting rhymes from famous minds, singing lines, out of time

At the end of a beautiful night, gather round for the sunrise letdown

If we close our eyes, wake up now, summer’s gone

On the water, warm from weather, in the water light as a feather

I know it, you know it, going forward let’s show it

Where tall pines seem to align and laughter winds as the fire dies

At the end of a beautiful night, gather round for the sunrise letdown

If we close our eyes, wake up now, summer’s gone

 

The Devil's Darner (Hannaford / Foster)

From the cypress swamps and bogs to the tupelo slough

Where the rivers twist and fold to the muddy bayou

A legend has been told, passed to young from old

The devil's darner's coming after you

A little boy snuck down to snooze right beside a stream

Skipped out on all his chores, behind his ears he didn’t clean

From the banks his parents only heard a terrifying scream

They searched for days, but he ain’t been seen

To all you lazy children, the devil sent them here

He’ll darn your eyes, knit your nose, sew your lips and ears

Its sting it feels like fire, gonna make you drop and roll

How many will it take to haul away your soul?

Listen to your elders, do what you are told

Don't let the devil's darner take your soul

If you find yourself in a blackfly cloud at Darning Needle Pond

And hope for comfort underneath the adder’s servant’s right arm

Don’t fall asleep by the water side, everybody warns

You’ll return as the devil’s darner’s spawn

To all you lazy children, the devil sent them here

He’ll darn your eyes, knit your nose, sew your lips and ears

Its sting it feels like fire, gonna make you drop and roll

How many will it take to haul away your soul?

Listen to your elders, do what you are told

Don't let the devil's darner take your soul

 

Freewheeling American Dream (Foster)

I’m the son of a carpenter but you can say my name in vein

From New York to California like a green eyed bird flying across the plains

Headed west with a redwood hitcher, he’s a regular high sierra water ouzel John Denver

He said he loved how wool accentuates the curves as we passed a beautiful sheep herd

He’s a freewheeling American dream

Fell into the Central Valley, picking wooly marbles from my beard

Drifted north having me a biscuit at the shopping center lake picnic

I’m a freewheeling American Dream, some things ain’t what they seem

Out of luck, the afterhours gas pump doesn’t work, some nights are diamonds, others are

jerks. Just bring an honest face without calculation, everything will be great, jubilation

Freewheeling American dream, some things ain’t what they seem

Woke up to the song of a mermaid, she was naked as the day we were born

She asked for a smoke and to call a tune, she smelled just like hummingbird perfume

She’s a freewheeling American dream, some things ain’t what they seem

You may still have a beautiful mind, even if clairvoyant doesn’t visit all the time

Dark horses and brown nosed underdogs, we’re all bound to win it all, win it all

Freewheeling American dream, some things ain’t what they seem

 

The Great Escape (Foster)

It was a moonless night, we had a foolproof plan

She’d be there “with bells on” waiting in a van

But when we pushed up the manhole lid

The street was bare, it was dark and desolate

And empty. Sick in my head, I’d feel better off dead

And lonely. Tell me lies, like I am beautiful because I am inside

I should have known.  What took years to make, promises break the great escape

I told her I loved her, (hell) we got her this far

She said she loved me too and that she’d follow through

Maybe her old man caught her stealing his car

Maybe the tales of Mexico were too bizarre

And empty. Sick in my head, I’d feel better off dead

I’m lonely. Tell me lies, like I am beautiful because I am inside

I should have known.  What took years to make, promises break the great escape

Now we’re lost and hungry in these dense woods

I feel the end is near with only a knife in my boot

When life is on the brink, smarten up or take another drink

Of this cold feet hijinks

I am lonely. Sick in my head, I’d feel better off death

Won’t you hold me? Tell me lies, like I am beautiful because I am inside

I should have known.  What took years to make, promises break the great escape

 

Holiday In Syracuse (Foster)

Been five or six years, since I’ve been here, since I’ve been here it’s all become quite clear

That it’s past time to go back in time, it’s past time to go back in time

It rains all day and snows all night, when it snows all night

You know the winter’s going to be bright, it’s going to be so bright

Until it melts away and it melts away everyday

What’s the use and I have no excuse

In the salt city’s glow the gears and engines roar

Where the gears and engines roar I can hear my baby

She’s calling every night. I’ve got a girl Syracuse

What’s the use, I have no excuse, I’ve got a girl Syracuse, holiday in Syracuse

It’s Christmas Day, I never send out cards anyway. Put out your thumb and I’ll give you a ride.

The watering hole will keep up warm tonight, on this silent night

What’s the use, I have no excuse, I’ve got a girl Syracuse, holiday in Syracuse

Been five or six years since I’ve been here, Since I’ve been here it’s all become quite clear

That it’s past time to go back in time, it’s past time to go back in time

 

Scotch Pine (Sing With Me) (Foster)

What are we fighting for, what are we waiting for?

Maybe it’s time we bring them home.

Sing with me until we bring them home.

What of the air we breathe, what of the water we drink

Maybe it’s time we clean our home.

Sing with me while we set this tone.

Sing with me until we bring them home

What are we going to eat baby, what are we going to drink darling?

It’s past time we rest our bones.

Sing with me while we rest our bones.

Sing with me while we set this tone.

Sing with me until we bring them home.

What are you going to paint baby, how are we going to speak darling?

While we’re still throwing stones.

Sing with me for the last the stone.

Sing with me while we rest our bones.

Sing with me while we set this tone.

Sing with me until we bring them home.

 

Fence Posts (Hannaford / Foster)

Running down that open road

Cause there’s nowhere else to go

My life before me unfolds; making good time

Was it something that I said?

Maybe a vision in my head

Or a Cuyous heard ahead; with a heavy load

All that’s golden is not gleaming

Stock is out upon the road

And your fence posts are a leaning

There’s trouble down below, the story goes untold

The season’s are a changing

It’s not a matter of rearranging

When everything’s a fading; you’re out of time

You think everything is alright

But there’s an iceberg floating low

Hiding out in plain sight; it’s freezing cold

All that’s golden is not gleaming

Stock is out upon the road

And your fence posts are a leaning

There’s trouble down below, the story goes untold

Don’t believe everything you know

Working your whole life for a dream

And you reap just what you sow

Only to lose what’s underneath (It’s weak where you can’t see)

All that’s golden is not gleaming

Stock is out upon the road

and your fence posts are a leaning

There’s trouble down below, the story goes untold

 

One Line At A Time (JL Foster / SE Foster)

Chief of the strong, the Lapa Queen

Five years young, oh so young

Then on New Year’s Eve

Her soulful face misses the dawn

An extension of words and peace

Of sorrows to ease

Juggling jokes turn faces red

One step closer home in my head

One line at a time, step to the side

A war without pieces to divide

Echoed laughter, failing tears

Begging that we change

Gone with an outstretched arm

What’s a few more broken bones?

Holding his hand for one last breath

No more learning after death

They say we’re heroes, they all cheer

Keep the word alive, as more questions fly

Drinking from the fire hose they call life

You can only stand in one line at a time

One line at a time, step to the side

A war without pieces to divide

Echoed laughter, failing tears

Begging that we change

Stare out the window and weep

Reality haunts those who sleep

And break fast in the black

One week to normal, no turning back

One line at a time, step to the side

A war without pieces to divide

Echoed laughter, failing tears

Begging that we change

 

Rain In July (Foster)

It’s been a long day, been a long night without you

Now I’m fading away

So long, farewell, to my lover with those green eyes

A mind mysterious as the night

Now I’m leaving like the rain in July

My love, she has the face of an angel

Halos right above her eyes

My love, she has the face of an angel

Smiles like the river’s wide

Now I’m leaving like the rain in July

In your eyes, shimmering like rain on concrete

On your jour journey may you have no pain underneath your feet

In your soul, thumping like the world beats

But now I’m leaving like the rain in July

It’s been a long day, been a long night without you,

Now I’m fading away

So long, farewell, to my lover with those green eyes

Mind mysterious as the night, still smiling like the river’s wide

Curves like the Colorado skies

Now I’m leaving like the rain in July

Now I’m leaving, so long goodby

 

To The Sea (Hannaford / Dyar / Foster)

Rocking back and forth on the choppy seas

Like a Dixie cup, all wild and free, follow me

I’m a bag of bones, with weak knees

Gotta keep this ship sailing with ease, follow me, follow me

Should the waves knock you down

Don’t you frown, for the moon pulls the tide around

That’s all she wrote, a pirate’s creed

A siren’s song in the seaweed, follow me to the sea

Well you sway your hips cause ya love to dance

Feel a fire inside, wanna take a chance, follow me

All the gray and wet and your feet got cold

You scratch your head but you’re not that old, follow me, follow me

What went missin’ for awhile, a pretty song, a handsome smile

See ‘em load the ship with the treasure map

Grab your coat and boots, don’t forget your hat, follow me to the sea

Stick with me now kid I wouldn’t steer you wrong

If you got a mate he can tag along, follow me

Bring your stories in and we’ll pour the rum

Hear the belly laughs and the guitars strum, follow me, follow me

Drop the sail down, free the soul, feel your heartbeat, that’s the goal

If it’s all it seems to be, it’s up to us plant the seed

Feel the ocean roll, you’re a special guest

Whatever style you got is the style that’s best, follow me to the sea

 

Reclamation Town (Foster)

In Northern California right atop the Central Valley

They built Project City where concrete defies gravity

With more than ten thousand hands they built the big dam

Where Shasta Lake now stands

It flood the hills far and wide where the miners and loggers reside

In the native land of Wintu Tribe

Where hard workers earned their fruit and laid down all their roots

I’m telling you it’s quite a site

Reclamation town. Recreation abound.

Where the water’s weight’s more than gold

By the dam of old Frank Crowe

Now you can still find a Silver Dollar, Children’s Rock

Floating houses; and a grind stone large as an ox

It’s a little slice of American life, where the people are still polite

All along historic 99, you’ll find…

Reclamation town. Recreation abound.

Where the water’s weight’s more than gold

By the dam of old Frank Crowe

 

Letters To The World (Foster)

In our letters to the world, to everybody, every boy and girl

In the letters that we write, are they heard or lost in time?

Dear Gord, miss you so, never, ever want to see you go

Thank you for all the songs we sing, we’ll take them with us, let them ring

Time to wash political lines, let them fade after so much time

Realize happiness and peace, and feel your own heart beat

Thank you number 31, for the towering homerun

A single tear drop from the sky, for one moment everything was fine

Treat each other like falling rain, be the ideal, not a pain

Into the woods to make a sketch, go outside and have a catch

With one letter what would you do, think of others not close to you?

Love for our land and the creature’s home, or steal the thunder from the microphone?

So many, I have felt your love, in your letters to the world

To others I feel your distain, please stand tall, do not refrain

In our letters to the world, to everybody, every boy and girl

In the letters that we write, are they heard or lost in time?

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