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Songs for My Friends to Sing, vol 1

by Adam Wilcox

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1.
The Airship 04:11
The view from there… was little more… Than anywhere… else could afford… But the sky… drawing dark… said otherwise. Late summer… stars appeared… Sunset faded… the lake disappeared… Story told… of an image lost… to our eyes. Pre-chorus Threshold… time told… glitter and gold The lake the light the day goes dark tonight The wind the world our eyes betray our sight We’ll never launch the airship aright Driving home… we filled your car… With zeppelins… with a craft bazaar… It was raucous… it was silent… it was strange. The road ahead… was growing dark… We missed the exit… we missed our mark… I was so young… I wanted nothing… to change. Threshold… time told… glitter and gold The earth the sky the road goes dark tonight A crown a fool our eyes betray our sight The airship aflame in flight We’ll never launch the airship aright We’ll never launch the airship aright
2.
Sting 06:07
Get your coat, grab your hat We’re beyond the time for idle chat You’ve set a standard, always the diplomat No one disputes that But times have changed Everything’s rearranged Everyone’s become estranged Make peace with whom you must Collect the ashes, sweep the dust All the moving parts have oxidized to rust Yeah, it’s unjust They say times have changed The calendar’s rearranged Your heroes are all deranged Take the chance, take the call Pride before the fall Everyone, everything Soon it starts to sting Tear the bandage off the wound Your branches have all been pruned Find the frequency where we’re all attuned You’re marooned You just want a taste You slipped in your haste Everything’s gone to waste Grip the handlebars and ride You and your burden, the moon and tide You don’t see the light… as it slips to night When you stand at the seaside When you stand at the seaside When you stand at the seaside Let’s ride Make peace with whom you must Collect the ashes, sweep the dust All the moving parts have oxidized to rust Yeah, it’s unjust They say times have changed Everything’s rearranged Your heroes are all deranged Take the chance, take the call Pride before the fall Everyone, everything Soon it starts to sting Soon it starts to sting Soon it starts to sting Soon it starts to sting
3.
Monday morning... supermoon Glory, glory Monday morning supermoon Never knew so holy Leaves, Kabuki trees, silent Wind in the West held counsel Myriad thoughts become me Mary, the moon and me… (my) Very own holy see Everything here to foresee Mary, the moon and me Misty morning radiance Prisms the light Misty morning radiance Daylight flowers from night Clarity, ring in bells of morning The bells sing shapes of brighter days Your face fills the horizon Mary, the moon and me… (my) Very own holy see Everything here to foresee Mary, the moon and me Hold onto this waking dream Coronas without kings Hold my hand, hold my gaze In this silence the stones all sing Here my voice ye supermoon Celestial things come crashing soon Nothing speaks and nothing tells As everything, everything

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A showcase for the wonderful singers in my life.

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released February 6, 2021

All words and music by Adam Wilcox
Produced and mixed by Brendan Simms

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Adam Wilcox is a poet and musician in Rochester, NY.

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