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Red Sand
03:23
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Red Sand
History of red sand
is a blood-thirst neverland
shipwrecked by strange men
too dry to cry tears of regret
so they put me in chains
on a ship like a slave
took me away to the farthest place
Red dust becomes us
rusty and rotten
families forgotten
as the memories turn into ash
and as they drift away
I forget my own name
and how I ever came to this god forsaken place
Better to range in a foreign land
than in a prison perish
to me it all looks the same
when the sun is a blade
Well I took my solace the day I escaped
In tangles of bloodwood
as flowers unfolded it all came to life
in the winter rain
the day I escaped
into the outback
with nothing but the rags on my back
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Chevy
03:47
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Chevy
My idea of a good time
is to ride in my ‘85 Chevy
at the tune of my right foot
put the car in drive
at the tune of my right foot
kiss the world goodbye
My idea of a symphony
is the rumble of my small block Chevy
at the tune of my right foot
put the car in drive
at the tune of my right foot
kiss the world goodbye
one day I’ll get what I want
85 Camaro ripping up dust
you goin wild on the passenger side
I’ll drive so we can
kiss the world goodbye
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Poison Arrow
03:52
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Poison Arrow
shoot a poison arrow
shoot a poison arrow
Moon you stared at me and cried
and I knew it was your time to die
lead you to a cool secret grove
pretend this isn’t painful
shoot a poison arrow
Moon thank you for your tender flesh
may you come back as a baby so fresh
you’ll grow up in a beautiful garden
pretend this isn’t painful
shoot a poison arrow
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4. |
Dream Man
05:07
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Anna
02:59
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Anna
Anna, where you been?
haven’t seen you in years
in those rose-colored glasses
you look just like a flower
Anna, oh Anna
I want you to live, Anna
(RIP Annapurna)
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6. |
Freedom
04:16
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Freedom
I have served my time
and now I want my freedom
too many years of nightmares and fevers
built me some kind of prison
every song can’t be a love song
so this one, this one’s about freedom
Freedom is driving down the back of a memory
in an old rusted pickup with you right beside me
drive up that mountain just to look down at nothin
but the dust of the past that we left down that road
When I walked alone through the darkest night
wishing all the time you were by my side
I slept alone and dreamt of you at night
every song can’t be a love song
but baby, you gave me my freedom
Freedom is driving down the back of a memory
in an old rusted pickup with you right beside me
drive up that mountain just to look down at nothin
but the dust of the past that we left down that road
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Not Ready to Say Goodnight
Seems like I sit and wait for you all the time
I drink too much wine and forget what’s really mine
your love really makes me sweat
sometimes I forget just to take my time
but time is wasting
so hurry home to me
yeah
Instead of you
I have the wind
and flowing water
become my skin
I want you near me
I want you here with me
as the rain ends and the sun comes out
and the sky turns red and goes down
I’m not ready to say goodnight
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8. |
Hot Summer Moonlight
04:27
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Hot Summer Moonlight
Take me for a ride so I can let loose
everything that drives me crazy
on them red dirt roads kicked up dust
neither of us knowin
exactly where we’re going
just ride
maybe we’ll fine that night train runnin
down haunted tracks in the moonlight
haunted tracks in the moonlight
Just a little bit further
just to see what’s around that bend
I’m not afraid of getting lost
or going someplace that I’ve never been
In the hot summer moonlight
In the hot summer moonlight
Knew I wanted you from day one
days I wanna be apart: none
the sun and moon become one
if you say come I’ll come
let’s go listen to the night train
runnin down haunted tracks in the backwoods
woooooo wooooooo
Just a little bit further
just to see what’s around that bend
I’m not afraid of getting lost
or going someplace that I’ve never been
In the hot summer moonlight
In the hot summer moonlight
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Clay Camero Maine
Clay, also known as Caethua and Sports, has played in underground bands since she was 14. She believes in the power of music bringing communities together. She started SAXWAND RECORDS when she was 22. She has released over 10 albums.
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