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Open Book
04:33
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Never known to miss a beat
That drum of yours is gold indeed.
More than some ever need
Miner's pride is there on your sleeve.
Your face tells tales that words can't hide.
When you speak the words don't lie.
No game is known, or plan is shown.
The hand you show was seen long ago.
Take my wheel anytime
The long way home
Wind in my face
Like so many times
you've done for me
You're an open book, my friend.
Painted scene, alpine cone
Open door, open home.
No surprise, devil in your eye.
Soon that wry smile will arrive.
Take my wheel anytime
The long way home
Wind in my face
Like so many times
You've done for me
You're an open book, my friend.
The warm, setting sun at our backs
Shadows tall
That long quiet road
The road will still call
Calling to me
With or without my friend.
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Someday
03:58
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The gaze of the two
Whose hearts were one,
Bright as the sun.
Our hands held so strong.
Forever, they said.
The tarot was read.
But now..
Despair in your eye,
A quivering sigh.
But someday, I know,
We'll walk in the sun.
The haze of our years.
The lines on my face.
The salt of your tears.
God knows we tried.
When words are denied,
Your delicate eyes
Say you'll go.
Pass through the door.
I know you no more.
But someday, I know,
We'll walk in the sun.
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3. |
Together Days
03:38
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Head on my chest,
Closer now we cannot be.
Waking from our rest
Our meeting eyes agree.
Softly on your eye
Placing there with warm breath,
Fondness of my heart,
My kiss is nothing less.
We start and we end
In the closest of ways.
The alpha and omega
of together days.
Back I your arms
Listening to your heart's refrain.
Nowhere in the world,
I'd rather remain.
Sweetly whisper,
Your breath in my ear,
All that you are is all that I hear.
We start and we end
In the closest of ways.
The alpha and omega
of together days.
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4. |
Rainy Day
04:46
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Rainy day.
Your morning warmth makes me stay
In your arms.
Nowhere to go but here.
There's a world's moving will,
But here everything's still.
In your eyes you tell me well,
“All that we need is here before us, you see it.
So the day can wait”. You smile.
Favorite cafe.
Wet umbrellas by the door.
Another latte.
Of our thoughts we'll share it all.
Engaging your mind
Makes the day so divine.
With our words, the clouds roll by.
For hours we weave it,
But we'll soon have to leave.
In your hand is mine. We smile.
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5. |
Cinderella
04:03
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Love,
May I accompany you to the dace tonight?
All eyes will be on us as we take the floor.
And the color of your gown
Will live on in renown,
Though only I know the color's true name.
Love,
The planets are magnets in the sky.
They summon the metals within us to their side.
Just as yours calls down to mine,
We may not resist
An alignments such as this,
Though it comes so rarely you know.
And the color of your gown
Will live on in renown,
Though only I know the color's true name.
And if you welcome me along,
I promise to be true.
For whatever that is worth to you.
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6. |
Through the Vines
03:56
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Every time the
Touch of your hand
Calls to remind
Deep in a way
I often for-
get until the
Next touch warm and
True frees my
Mind of doubt and
Fills it with love
From your heart that
Passes through your
Warm caress stroke
By stroke giving
Only love that
I can't doubt since
In-between
Waiting for and wanting more,
Not sure how to know.
In the seams binding us,
The threads begin to show.
Light beyond the vines
Speckled through our minds.
Tangled thoughts shadow what's there and what we find.
Though it seems
Space between us whispered as we
Drew away.
Darkened seams
Woven in the fabric worn today.
Light beyond the vines
Speckled through our minds.
Tangled thoughts shadow what's there and what we find.
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7. |
Francie Nolan
04:11
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The Will has a place at the table reserved for the Was.
Just as the Cannot walks hand-in-hand with the Does.
Within me are faces I wear without,
Masks that are worn in matters of doubt.
But even a current can flow during times of drought.
Tell us the story, but leave out the singular me.
Sing us the melody of the definable we.
We Dig in the Dirt by the light of the torch,
While bathing at night in the Waters of March,
Bringing together the hand, the head, and the heart.
Chorus:
I'm of foolish as much as I am of the wise,
Maternal as well as paternal in kind,
Of a child as much as I am of a man,
Stuff'd with the stuff that's both coarse and fine.
Ask me of shades and I'll tell you of radiant hues.
Imagine my voice is a Mediterranean blue.
Consider my shape with its corners & sides,
A center as vast as the ocean's tides.
Gaze at our moon and you'll only see one side.
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Eugene Boronow Tucson, Arizona
"Someday, I know, we'll walk in the sun..."
After many years away from music,
Eugene returned with only his classical guitar remaining, and re-learned his craft.
Along with the renewed musical spirit, Eugene began writing music (which he hadn't done in the previous musical life). This EP is the result of 7 months of songwriting.
Eugene is currently gigging regularly in the Tucson area.
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