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Night of the blackbirds - album

by Spiritual Family Reunion

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There was a boy who covered his face he couldn't bear to look at anyone in the human race one day in the woods while walking his dog he stumbled on a fountain and it was bubbling this silvery song the light you save may be your own the light you save may be your own There was a man who did everything he could but his wife still hated him and one day she decided to end his life for good and then he woke up out in a cotton field and the locusts were singing to him singing this silvery song the light you save may be your own the light you save may be your own So where ever you are maybe stuck in some traffic maybe high on a mountain ... on a train or at the carnival maybe you're in the capitol city in Austria picking flowers the sky might open up to you with this song the light you save may be your own the light you save may be your own
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In heaven we ride horses on the beach surrounded by seas of grieving iris' and the waves out off the cliffs of Dover where they've been trapped for centuries You're like a desperate flower so blue in the morning before the stars are thrown out of the dawning now nothing matters anymore now that you're a blackbird surrounded by so much light All i care about is you. you you you you you *We love you DCB* One night the kind of night soft breeze was blowing on there was a halo round the moon underneath massive trees the blackbirds of Arkansas tuck their heads and go to sleep The time in the King Kong chair you lifted me up and we laughed until we cried leaning sidelong on the stair sunglasses on you told me you loved me so many times All i care about is you. you you you you you One night the kind of night soft breeze was blowing on there was a halo round the moon underneath massive trees the blackbirds of Arkansas tuck their heads and go to sleep
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Birds know the galaxy is spinning uncontrolled with the answers that we will never know where's the beast? he's in the jungle lying without mirrors in his own twilight of green Forming, falling, what it takes to see you have no idea what is love... what is love? Night of the blackbirds falling night of the blackbirds calling the birds know that you are alone Conned by electric wiring, reaching over glades of heaven they finally reach their zone Forming, falling, what it takes to see you have no idea what is love... what is love? Night of the blackbirds falling night of the blackbirds calling the birds know that you are alone
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My love the TV he's so kind to me always talking what a friend O TV without you I'd have no friends Now Sylvester Stallone everyone called him dumb though he wrote and oscar winning movie some cheap starlet broke his heart and he was never the same Now a subway train sounds like a hundred trash cans rolling down a steep hill picking up speed by the Hudson river like some friends of mine! who think they're fooling me with their half-assed attempts and lies i can see that their souls are just like trashcans And my love my love he's the reason I won't ever let anyone in There is no one who could ever be pure and good like him but he doesn't have the strength to stand up and get away, get away get away but lord he's even charming in a coma Yeah my love my love he's the reason i won't ever let anyone in there is no one who could ever be pure and good like him but he doesn't have the strength to stand up and get away get away get away but lord he's even charming in a coma
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Jerusalem 03:58
So i rode a dangerous bus southward to Egypt i longed to see the moon hanging like some kind of blood over the sand and we learned there's no such place as Golgotha and no such sound as high-pitched mournful singing O jerusalem where the sky hangs like blood over the wailing wall O jerusalem where your love is like my love and all the angels call Seeing your arms wave methodically just like angels wings becoming afraid under the lights of Tel Aviv we stood cut off by the Judean mountains separated by goats and olive trees O jerusalem where the sky hangs like gold over the wailing wall O jerusalem where your love is like my love and all the angels fall Where one's true love may hide another real love Where one man's brother hides another man's brother and your arms are like the wings of strange birds we've never seen and your legs like the trunks of strange fruit trees O jerusalem where the sky hangs like gold over the wailing wall O jerusalem where your love is like my love and all the angels fall...
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i carry love in a little black bag for you i bury my soul in a blanket for you and this love goes with me whereever i go poems drifting across the seine o take your bags on the plane with you deep down in them is a hidden picture where once like farrah fawcett and john ritter we were crowned king and queen of hollywood my tender heart does not lie to you o how many times have i turned down other lovers for you i was with you in paris poems float down from the eiffel tower under the cold tower of london you held my face with your trembling hands darling no fear behind these prison walls! i'll offer up my head for you i carry love in a little black bag for you i bury my soul in a blanket for you and this love goes with me whereever i go! poems float down from the eiffel tower poems drifting from the eiffel tower poems float down from the eiffel tower
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Will you sing my song? Will you sing my song? will you make it resonate in every city that you don't wanna be in? Will you make it ring? will you make it sing? from every stage that you wish you wouldn't be on will you make it right? will you make it high? feeling all the joy and no more suffering? like our rings in a circle dear that never let go that never lets go will you be mine? when you sing my song? will i ever belong to you when you sing my song?
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thursday was the day you always came around friday was the day you disappeared from town the birds always know when it's time to go and monday was the day i was set free O free O free Monday was the day i was set free i remember the time two bluebirds suddenly flew out and startled me yes they were just like the deep blue colors of your eyes and the good times that you gave me O the blue and the flight like a consolation of light and like those two birds my soul will fly back to mondays in the silver court this world will not stand the summer of river's wine riting together the song of songs O darling i am set free O free O free Monday was the day i was set free
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Out on the edge of the desert there's a forest we cannot see and this forest seems to draw water from somewhere we can't believe yesterday you were a coward but today you're like a lion when I think of lions I don't think of death I'm thinking about survival Out in the middle of the desert lies a flowering tree and this tree seems to draw water from somewhere we cannot see so miles and miles above the shelter of the heavens lies the sands of what we believe this isn't a song about the heavens again it's a song about a flowering tree

about

Featured songbird ... songs about spiritual love.
Night of the Blackbirds was written for my friend David C. Berman. in order to make sense of the darkness and gifts that surrounded him, his addictions, and his struggle with his place in this world - suicide attempts and plans, which had deeply haunted me.
The last song, Flowering Tree was intended to help him see the symbolic strength that God's tree gives us, in the desert, to give shelter, shade, beauty etc., and placed there so we are not desolate... written for him so that he would feel stronger.
Before performing it opening for him solo, at Cat's Cradle, North Carolina, he came down the stairs after soundcheck and jumped at me and made the roar of a lion, and we laughed. Speaking about our friendship lifts a huge burden from my heart, in the wake waters of his death.

It's 3:57am... Sleep in peace David.

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released November 30, 2011

All songs written by Patty Elise May and published by God gave us fruit BMI.
copyright 2001-2011 all rights reserved.
Recorded at Hamentashen studios and Battletapes

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Songs of dreams, nature, observation, and life stories, by a little-known, somewhat respected artist, writer, and musician, who sometimes has a band.Thank you so much, followers and supporters! I need you.

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