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Ballad of Johnny Fireseed (Part 1)
The story of Johnny Fireseed
Recycled phrases from the grape vine
The broken down refuse I see
Can be re-purposed one more time
The pressures of modern society
Never ending cycles of consumption
Can be remade, and sung more sweetly
In this material redemption
What kind of love is this?
The kind I can’t resist
Free from the logic that is breaking your heart
What kind of love is this?
Why can’t we coexist?
Something emerging from the used and broken
What kind of love is this?
What kind of emphasis?
He said…
What kind of love is it?
The right to exist
In the light…
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Intro
03:15
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Intro
If a seed could erupt in flames
Within the seat of compassion
Sometimes it feels the same
As love everlasting
Other times it feels like rain
Birdcalls and song lines
Caught in a weather vain
Can you feel the passion?
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Chemicals
04:34
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Chemicals
Seeing as the sun belongs to no one
The sol we rely on
We can harness the wind before we decide on
Profits over life
With every passing wave in the dying oceans
The current is strong
Just as every seed contains the future
The promise of freedom
It’s chemical
It’s bountiful too
So now you know
It’s a natural truth
We reap and sow
From the beautiful life that’s all around you
So many people to feed, is nature squandered?
How far must we wander?
Everything that you need, and all that you’ve wanted
Has come with a price tag
Everything was a seed, and that makes me wonder
Wondering just what to do
If nature gave it for free, to whom goes the plunder?
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Victim of Circumstance
02:53
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Victim of Circumstance
Sometimes you want to heal
Lifetimes of hurt, and sad
Sometimes you’ve got to pick the trash
Sometimes you want to move
Sometimes you want to dance
Other times you stop and feel that you’re a…
(Victim of the circumstance)
Where will you run to when the car runs dry?
Who will you talk to when the cell phone dies?
Sometimes you stretch it out
Sometimes you rip your pants
In the name of political advance
Sometimes you need relief
Sometimes you need romance
Right now you might believe that you’re a…
(Victim of the circumstance)
Sometimes you’re on the move
Sometimes you’re on the lam
Sometimes you could use another hand
Sometimes you’re in the groove
Sometimes you steal a glance
Right now you’re out to prove that you’re a…
(Victim of the circumstance)
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Insomnia
11:04
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Insomnia
Tonight is like the night before
I want sleep
Thoughts are racing- monkey mind
Breath in deep, unwind…
I lay my head- the book’s been read
And I’m tired, so tired…
I guess I’ve got insomnia
I can’t hide…
I dream with both eyes open
And I sleep with one eye closed
But so much is left unspoken
Or so I’m told
Now I’m too tired to be pretentious
I can’t lie… lie down
Another night insomnia
I can’t fight…
Is it another lunar verse?
A full bloom, a pale moon, a reflection on a spoon
Play it just as we rehearsed
But ended too soon- too soon
Crazy night insomnia
I could cry…
I know a dream where we can hide away
Last one asleep is a rotten egg
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Mix It Up!
02:58
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Fruits of Exile
03:51
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Fruits of Exile
Beyond escapes of time, flowers and wine
Where the clouds disperse
To the grace of love, heaven above
An arousing verse
Extended caress through the ages
Sweeping our hearts like the wind on a books open pages
Wandered away in this nature – laughing
My hands picked a fruit in the garden, just passing
Within the wake of lust, ashes and dust
Freedom balanced this curse
To the grace of love
And an empty purse
Dreamlessly sleeping
Awakened under lost angel sky, where my home was mistaken
Wandered away in this nature – laughing
These lips kissed the fruit, in the garden trespassing
Home
Home
Home…
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Beyond the Road
04:36
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Beyond the road
I’m sitting down. I’m looking around at the scenery
I’ve filled my cup. I’m looking up from the coffee
This place seems so familiar, yet totally unfamiliar
The yellow lines offer unity
Somewhere it’s raining, somewhere it’s dawning
Somewhere it’s changing, beyond the road
All my life I’ve wandered
Truth be told, I’m lost
Still haven’t found the way
The countryside stretches wide on dawn’s horizon
I’m feeling high, set to decide. The path is changing
One million miles left to go
One million miles on this forgotten road
Switching gears, confronting fears on the road less travelled
I pull aside to stop the ride, but can’t find the handle
Broken lines follow me into my dreaming
Of an open path to eternity
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Ballad of Johnny Fireseed (reprise)
We do it for Johnny Fireseed
Smoky the bear and even Robin Hood
Yes, even for the greater society
A Little empathy would feel good
Let’s do it for peace and tranquility
Appreciation of beauty
Do it some more, for the wolf and the honeybee
Contribute happiness and be free
What kind of love is this?
The kind I can’t resist
Free from the logic that is breaking your heart
What kind of love is this?
Why can’t we coexist?
Something emerging from the used and broken
What kind of love is this?
What kind of emphasis?
He said…
What kind of love is it?
The right to exist
In the light…
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All is Bliss
05:06
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Fruits of Exile
Beyond escapes of time, flowers and wine
Where the clouds disperse
To the grace of love, heaven above
An arousing verse
Extended caress through the ages
Sweeping our hearts like the wind on a books open pages
Wandered away in this nature – laughing
My hands picked a fruit in the garden, just passing
Within the wake of lust, ashes and dust
Freedom balanced this curse
To the grace of love
And an empty purse
Dreamlessly sleeping
Awakened under lost angel sky, where my home was mistaken
Wandered away in this nature – laughing
These lips kissed the fruit, in the garden trespassing
Home
Home
Home…
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Johnny Fireseed Framingham, Massachusetts
Playing on instruments made of reclaimed/recycled materials, Johnny Fireseed rocks out on songs of sustainability.
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