Jonathan Foster – Lantern Shade
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Stardust Saltwater – Jonathan Foster
Well she walks like a pixie, talks like a ghost
She must feel so lonely driving alone
But her sun dress is flowing with her hat of gold
A perfect day planned with nowhere to go
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
So I hit the last site, no lottery winnings
Just karma points with summer storms passing
We’ll light a fire, tell stories of good times
Echoes and pine needles dance in the skies
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
What I know and believe to be true is I’m living enlightened insanity
Like there’s 500 kVs making your teeth bleed, stardust, saltwater, eternity
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
And I am the richest person you know, I’m a privilege of wonder, like silver or gold
Never feeling so small, to the canyon’s wall, drum roll of thunder
The smell of the forest, the sound of the stream
Sleep like a baby and eat like a king
There is no better place in the whole world to be
Than up in these mountains clearing your brain
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
Well he walks like a pixie, talk’s likes he’s free
He’s ever so lonely sitting under this tree
With his dirty feet soaking and his hat of green
A perfect day cancelled, still living the dream
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
Stardust, saltwater, someone’s son or daughter
And I am the richest person you know, I’m a privilege of wonder, like silver or gold
Never feeling so small, to the canyon’s wall, drum roll of thunder
Alpine Line – Jonathan Foster
Heading down the alpine line, mountain mama I need to find
Leave all your cares and troubles behind, going down the alpine line
Going where the summer winds don’t blow, going where to free my soul
Going where my clothes fit just so, I’m going down the alpine line
Leaving for to clear my mind, gotta find a place to unwind
Sing for your supper, sing for your sleep, sing it down the alpine line
Heading down the alpine line, mountain mama I need to find
Leave all your cares and troubles behind, going down the alpine line
Hey mister, how do I get there? Gotta find me a sweetie who cares
I know she’s my baby and I’ll treat her kind, going down the alpine line
I’ll take a little cheese and wine, find a blanket and some fishing line
And an old canteen for that water so sweet, going down the alpine line
Heading down the alpine line, mountain mama I need to find
Leave all your cares and troubles behind, going down the alpine line
I found a pretty flower to call mine, it’s back up the mountain to climb
All I got is all I need, heading down that alpine line
I’ll take a little cheese and wine, find a blanket and some fishing line
And an old canteen for that water so sweet, going down the alpine line
May Our Paths Cross Again – Jonathan Foster
Eyes running like dragon spice, the river’s swollen and the sky’s on fire
It’s okay to cry when your heroes die, remember why they make you feel inside
Beyond where dream catchers align
Far away from the dark and the light, far away from the dark and the light
Gonna sit out of the game awhile, put my keys on down, give it another try
Keep playing up that legal smile, strum guitar, hang up my phone awhile
With songs concreate as a tattooed guy
Far away from the dark and the light, far away from the dark and the light
May we all age like Prine and soak in the sunshine
May our dreams collide, one by one by the streamside
Let’s slow dance for a long while, on the patio to stop time
Now it’s just you and I, beckoned here to the dim light
Let’s drink all the red wine, make plans when we have time
May our paths cross again, gently by feet, by and by
I’m a barkeater at the break of day, with cantilever arms spread out wide
Secrets fading like small town lies, down that backroad to no one’s surprise
Take me where the grass river flows
Far away from the dark and the light, far away from the dark and the light
Some feel free to do whatever they please, may your words and deeds be kind and true
‘cause I won’t be here very long, string a couple words, sing another tune
I just want to hold you at the end of the night
Far away from the dark and the light, far away from the dark and the light
May we all age like Prine and soak in the sunshine
May our dreams collide, one by one by the streamside
Let’s slow dance for a long while, on the patio to stop time
Now it’s just you and I, beckoned here to the dim light
Let’s drink all the red wine, make plans when we have time
May our paths cross again, gently by feet, by and by
Into The Black – Jonathan Foster
We’re just sitting here, waiting for the smoke to clear, what seems to be each and every year
Close your eyes, hide the pain, see a hazy sky with small droplets of rain; dancing like dragonflies
“He’s an artist, of course he dreams, or is it just the demons running in his veins?”
That what she said, hanging up the phone to rest, only to scream his name; small droplets of rain
It feels like everything, was practice ‘til now, but experience seems to be lacking somehow
Uncertainty yearns, to be heard by the haunted, one way out, into the black, after the fact; wash the taste from my teeth
We just can’t help it, our wants and needs, when our souls tell us to emancipate
And we continue, as non-sustaining things, not learning from others misleading’s; back into the black
You wake up each day, the same look on your face, it used to be such a different way
Wind, earth, and fire; water, life and breath, but only when we respect all of its depth; letting go
Candles in the windows, someone’s disappeared, what you thought you saw once saw, has now reappeared
Just like ghosts, in this dust filled town, holding onto straws with your grip is locked; and the last one drops
The Ship – Jonathan Foster
I was born into my parent’s home, built from hard work, skin and bone
Looking back along that first long mile, too little time, so many smiles
& we’ve never seen the ship, rock like this, the cold splash chills my bones
& the stigma of it all, may be our greatest call, can we stand, embrace, or will we fall?
And I’ll admit, I regret that fit, I sure hope they’ll give me another try
Because you never know, when you’ve played your last show or the band won’t back you no more
& have we reached the precipice of human kindness, I’ll just keep on keeping on with my song
& I guess I have something left to say, but at the end of the day, it’s just rock and roll
When the infrastructure of freedom takes the form of a demon, you just want to stand up and scream
Just an artist entertainer, seeming like a no brainer - the sex, drugs and the coaster rolls
& the ship will rock, whether we like it or not, renew hope or go down without control
& there’s a loneliness inside, that I try to mine, don’t lose your shadow for others to find
Individualistic, we’re just born into it and love is love, whatever the toll
The diversity of humanity, not only how we thrive, but ultimately how we survive
& it may just be our insecurities, best to just check ‘em at the door
& I thank thee safe harbors when I roam, until I’m told to go on no more
It’s just a short order film, different perspectives wearing thin, when everyone marches to their own beat
Ain’t got no super powers, we can only try together and trust our souls to speak
& I’ll move along and you can have what went wrong, whatever it takes to make you happy
& the perception of the facts, you can have it all back, because it’s not you, it’s me
& the ship will rock, whether we like it or not, renew hope or go down without control
& there’s a loneliness inside, that I try to mine, don’t lose your shadow for others to find
& we’ve never seen the ship, rock like this, the cold splash chills my bones
& the stigma of it all, may be our greatest call, can we stand, embrace, or will we fall?
Shady Grove – Traditional
Peaches in the summertime, apples in the fall
If I can't have the girl I love, I don't want none at all
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound for Shady Grove
Cheeks as red as a blooming rose, eyes the deepest green
You are the darling of my heart, stay and watch the moon with me
I wish I had a big, fine horse with corn to feed him on
With Shady Grove to stay at home and feed him when I'm gone
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I say
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound to go away
Wish I had a guitar string made of golden twine
Every tune that I'd play on it, I’d wish that girl was mine
And I wish I had a needle and thread, that golden twine I’d sew
Sew that pretty girl to my side and down the road we’d go
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound for Shady Grove
You see when I was just a little boy I wanted a Barlow knife
Now all I want is little Shady Grove to say she'll be my wife
Some come here to fiddle and dance, some come here to tarry me
Some come here to waltz and prance, I come here to marry
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I say
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound to go away
Went to see my Shady Grove, she was standing in the door
Shoes and stockings in her hand, little bare feet on the floor
A kiss from pretty Shady Grove, sweeter than brandy wine
And there ain't no girl in this whole wide world, who’s prettier than mine
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound for Shady Grove
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I say
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound to go away
Shady Grove, my little love, Shady Grove, I know
Shady Grove, my little love, I'm bound for Shady Grove
When It Gets Dark – Jonathan Foster
When it gets dark, that’s when the problems start
When it gets dark, that’s when I steal your hearts
Well I’m moving to Buffalo, further away than any place I know
Yea, I’m moving to Buffalo, a friend there gonna keep me warm
Yea, I’m moving in real-time, the rest of the world will be just fine
Yea, I’m moving in light years, to stave off all my falling tears
Cause, when it gets dark, that’s when the problems start
When it gets dark, that’s when I steal your hearts
And when it gets dark, that’s when we all feel so smart
When it gets dark, that’s when my problems start
So come and join me in Buffalo, and we’ll keep you warm from the snow
I’ve got a favor to ask ya, let’s take a train to Alaska
By the time that we get there, we’ll need to give some cash to the bears
That way we can stand tall, and go swim with all the narwhal
Cause, when it gets dark, that’s when the problems start
And, when it gets dark, that’s when I steal your hearts
And when it gets dark, that’s when we all feel so smart
But when it gets dark, that’s when my problems start
When we dry off the icicles, we’ll need to go and rent two red bicycles
And hey, did you remember the map, otherwise we’ll never ever find our way back
No, did you remember the map, it’s the only thing I asked and that’s a fact
Not all who wander are lost, but in this case, we’re so lost!
When it gets dark, that’s when the problems start
But when it gets dark, that’s when I steal your hearts
And when it gets dark, that’s when we all feel so smart
But when it gets dark, that’s when my problems start
And then we’re going to Iceland & Greenland & the Black Forest by the Yellow River
Then we’re going to the Blue Bayou & the Emerald Triangle to Timbuctoo
You see when it gets dark you have to remember there’s still 25% of unaccounted light out there in the universe, well that’s a lot of light!
The Beast – Jonathan Foster
Got chaos at the disco, put the panic in pandemic
Think you’re better than someone, take a deep breath in
Finding grace in the twilight, searching for an answer
Deeds not words tell truth, listen, learn, to survive
If we don’t feed the beast, we all get to eat
If we don’t feed the beast, we’ll all be free
It’s the burden we’re born with, the burden of history
The burden we ignore, as long as it doesn’t affect me
Celebrity celebration, it’s one big competition
Let the cash flow all over us, better to just share all of it
If we don’t feed the beast, we all get to eat
If we don’t feed the beast, we’ll all be free
We’re all born the same, we’ll all die one way
Ashes or planted, no one’s above it
Big man taking action, enabling with his hands
No judge or jury present, just the trigger will do, yeah
If we don’t feed the beast, we all get to eat
If we don’t feed the beast, we’ll all be free
Got chaos at the disco, put the panic in the frantic
We’re all starving for an answer that isn’t going to be there
If we don’t feed the beast, we all get to eat
If we don’t feed the beast, we’ll all be free
Ani Bird – Jonathan Foster
You know there’s a little bird, she ain’t no cuckoo
See her with her friends, she’s an Ani-bird
Cutest little climber, with her sisters
In the bright forest, all along the trees
In her silhouette, staring at the sunset
Flying in a circle, all around the world
Wherever you see a, flock of blackbirds
The smart will succeed by her lead
Ah-neee, Ah-neee, he-he
On her travels, sees all she needs to be
With her plumage, glossy and shiny
Not a tick to the list, just her little fists
Little Ani-bird, go and be free!
Ah-neee, Ah-neee, he-he
She ain’t no usual suspect, ain’t no stinger boys
Ain’t no dark lark, or lawn carp toy
Bushwack for the chase, too many gas hawks for my taste
Pish, pish, sparkle bird, you’re a lifer for me
Cause’ you know there’s a little bird, she ain’t no cuckoo
See her with her friends, she’s an Ani-bird
Cutest little climber, oh with her sisters
In the bright forest, all along the trees
Ah-neee, Ah-neee, he-he
Ah-neee, Ah-neee, he-he-he
Where We Belong – Jonathan Foster & Morgan Hannaford
Who we’ve become, why not forever young? Where we’ve gone, always longing for the sun.
What we’re left with, tiny sand messages. When we shed a little light we’ll never be wrong.
This is where, this is where we, this is where we belong
Remember her red hair, don’t care, downtown, turning frowns upside down
It’s all messed up, all our thoughts, there’s no better place than where you are
Wiping our eyes, in our hearts, so full of life, always the spark – this is where we belong
This is where, this is where we, this is where we belong
Like a spider monkey shouting out loud, jumping onto the unsuspecting crowd
Powder loving mama’s big dreams, dancing all along the winding streams
A folk sister, ghostly prankster, armed with cold beverages mister – mister this is where we belong.
This is where, this is where we, this is where we belong
Now the pink stained streets of this red town, like a firecracker, it all broke down
Never ever try to put out a spark, with whiskey after dark, you’re always in our hearts, Kelle Clark
We left the pub through the side gate for another drink across the way
One last cast into the night, she tied us all together with her light
Now she must be making fun, still being so fit and young, knowing this is where we belong!
This is where, this is where we, this is where we belong
This is where, this is where we, this is where we belong
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