Jonathan Foster - Green Eyed Bird (Lyrics)
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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?