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Cactus Garden
03:41
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She had a cactus garden
Hidden on her city balcony
Beautiful and warm, a shelter from the storm
Looking out upon on traffic and the trees.... its what I see....
She had a pair of toucans
They were lounging quiet there upon the floor
As still as they could be, not listening to me, and I
Wonder, do they go there anymore?
She had a cactus garden
In the corner, far from prying eyes
I have fallen in her cactus garden
Wishing I could stay forever high
Looking at a blue and silver sky
We went to Ubatuba
And we went to Natal too
We were looking for the trees,
They were burning in the breeze
Now don’t know what I’m gonna do...
She had a cactus garden
In the corner, far from prying eyes
I have fallen in her cactus garden
Wishing I could stay forever high
All the lovely people,
On the street far down below
Now I’m looking for that upper floor
Where did that garden go?
She had a cactus garden
In the corner, far from prying eyes
I have fallen in her cactus garden
Wishing I could stay forever
Just a photograph or letter
Wishing I could stay forever high
Looking at a blue and silver sky
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Light
03:57
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From the day that I crawled out of the sea
I was only looking for the light
I let the waves have their gentle way with me
Covered up in water, green and white
Came the day that I finally took a breath
Cold air salt upon my tongue
Turned my back upon the fading water’s edge
Set a course for the rising sun
Nothing’s changed in a billion years
I still hold this holy instrument between my ears
Till there’s nothing but the call and the echo to hear
Listen for cannons and the fight
Nothing left but looking for the light
On the day I fell out of control
And into the arms of those I loved
Swimming under water, all the breath that I could hold was
Finally released to everyone
Nothing’s changed in a billion years
I still hold this holy instrument between my ears
Till there’s nothing but the call and the echo to hear
Listen for cannons and the fight
Nothing left but looking for the light
Nothing but the call and the echo to hear
Listen for cannons and the fight
Nothing left but looking for the light
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Drone
05:35
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I’m flying out over the water,
I’m flying out over the sea
I’m looking out over the top of the trees,
But nobody’s looking at me
Nobody’s looking at me
I’m coming in hard like an eagle,
I’m coming in angry like a bee
I’m coming in fast like my hand’s on the controls, but
Who is controlling me?
Oh, who is controlling me?
Cause I’m a Drone...
I’m a Drone...
oh, I’m Drone...
Somebody’s taking me home
I do the work of the lonely widow
I do the work of a hundred men
I beat upon these wings, till the frozen air will sing, but
Who is gonna love me now and then?
Who is gonna love me now and then?
Cause I’m a Drone...
I’m a Drone...
oh, I’m Drone...
Somebody’s taking me home
Somebody’s making me,
Faithfully forsaking me, but still
Somebody’s taking me home.
Somebody’s wrecking me
Hard accelerating me, but still
Somebody’s taking me home
Now, I’ve got a little camera
And she has only got her one good eye, but
Big Brother’s got a son and he’s carrying a gun, and
Looking for a better man to fly
Looking for a better man to fly
Cause I’m a Drone...
I’m a Drone...
oh, I’m Drone...
Somebody’s taking me home
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It’s raining like a big dog.
Won’t somebody get my coat?
It’s raining like a big dog.
Everybody bound to get soaked.
And I’m ‘bout to trade my car in,
for some big-ass boat.
It was raining in the morning,
Raining hard at supper time.
It was raining in the morning,
Rainin’ all along the line.
And this ol’ liquid sunshine,
‘Bout to make me lose my mind.
It rained while I was working,
Rained while I was flat on my back.
It rained while I was working,
Rained down on the railroad track.
So I’m going down to California
And sure 'nough, I sure 'nough, ain’t coming back.
It’s raining like a big dog.
Won’t somebody get my coat?
It’s raining like a big dog.
Everybody bound to get soaked.
And I’m ‘bout to trade my car in,
for some big-ass boat.
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Gorilla
04:09
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I fell hard like anyone would
Doctor said the pain would be good
And meanwhile, there’s somebody you ought to know
But it’s so hard to get through the night,
It’s so dark with only one light, like a
Monkey on my back, holding like he’ll never let go
Everything changed in the blink of an eye
I draw the curtain so nobody sees
I ain’t hurting nobody but me
Every minute’s like a day when there ain’t nobody around
I keep busy, keeping that gorilla down
I been aching, and I’m not alone
In the church of oxycodone, and
I’m ashamed to say what I’d do for another lite
Wear a smile, while faking a cough, now
Doctor says, “I’m cutting you off.” But
All I need is what I need to survive
Everything changed in the blink of an eye
I draw the curtain so nobody sees
I ain’t hurting nobody but me
Every minute’s like a day, when there ain’t nobody around
I keep busy, keeping that gorilla down
No better, no worse, nobody’s above
(no better, no worse, no better, no worse)
No better, no worse, like stuck in the mud,
Swimming around in the dopamine flood…(hold)
I draw the curtain so nobody sees
I ain’t hurting nobody but me
but I’m down on the ground, like a dog, just digging around....
I been busy, keeping that gorilla down
I keep busy
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Healing Hands
04:20
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Open wide,
Take a bite,
Don’t it make you feel good?
Feel that light,
Feed that fight,
Like the medicine should
Synchronizing
All the trying
Holding hard and fast to it for years
Still be coming
All this running
Nothing left inside of you to fear.
Cause we’re still here…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
Fingertips
Tell these lips,
Everything that you’ll do
Stay a while
See that smile,
Don’t it make me feel good?
I’m on your side
On this divide
We’re glowing bright and ever more alive
You’ll be alright
We’ll take this flight
Looking hard for where the stars collide,
While we’re still here…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
With healing hands…
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James Dean Cotton Seattle, Washington
James Dean Cotton hails from the Missouri Ozarks where bluegrass and Americana infused an easy, 70's acoustic style. He writes and performs solo and with the acoustic duo, American Sons, in the Seattle area.
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