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Joyful Noise
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I heard you pawned your horn and got a day job
Hung up your golden spurs, put the horse to pasture
I heard you swore off the seven seas forever
and named a new pirate king
You been pin-striped, buttoned down and pocket squared, but
I miss your joyful noise
I miss your joyful noise
While you still have breath
fling some fire into the void
I miss your joyful noise
Bring me those sea weed melodies
that cling to your battered hull
Sing me the saddest cowboy song in your arsenal
I heard you at your best I heard you at your worst
I know wicked curse forever
You been tongue- tied, tamped down and pocket squared, but
I miss your joyful noise
I need your joyful noise
While you still have breath
fling some fire into the void
I miss your joyful noise
Fill in the blank days
Ignite the quiet nights of quiet stars
Remember who you were
I remember who you are
I miss your joyful noise
I need your joyful noise
While you still have breath
fling some fire into the void
I miss your joyful noise
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you’re my Steely Dan
you transcend the genre
you’re the tumble-drying tangle of my favorite jeans
I’d follow you to anywhere
still wondering how we got there
and wearing a hole through the vinyl
you’re my sunshine soul
you’re my Stevie Wonder
you’re a rollerskating summer sidewalk barbecue
your inner vision leads me to
an effervescent point of view
and I’ll ride along right beside you
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
as we ease on down the road
you’re my all night jam
you’re my Laurel Canyon
you’re the daisies in the window of my home sweet home
your song will always fill my cup
I never want to sober up
and every night we start a band
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
as we ease on down the road
you’re my earth, you’re my wind, you’re my fire
you’re my Crosby & Nash, and long may you run
you’re my mellow AM golden sun
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
I got your shotgun harmony
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Shiny ribbons of road
Rise up to meet you
and carry you away again
Disappearing through
Another time zone
Cabin doors are closing again
Pacific Flyway
The end and the start of the road
In minnesota
Snow silencing the swirls inside
Migrating birds know the way
Away from winter
Rise to your home In the sky
Where you belong
Pacific Flyway
Saint Christopher
You better bear them
on your back across the river
Mercury lend them your silver wings
I call upon the mysteries
The saints and myths of history
To bear you up
And carry you in love
Pacific flyway
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I sleep like a baby now
My head hits the pillow
Not a single thought of you
Slows me down
Not a tiny twinge of worry
Not a burning ache
Nothing stops me as I hurry
Into deep dreams
How I miss
Those sleepless nights with you
Racing the moon
Straight into the morning
Those sleepless nights with you
Painting the town
Up one side and down
Those sleepless nights with you
leaving me broke
Bone weary and wasted
The best kind of exhausted
I’ve ever been
I sleep round the hours now
Deep into morning
All the sleep the doctor ordered and more
In all your life you never met
such a crashing bore
How I miss
Those sleepless nights with you
Racing the moon
Straight into the morning
Those sleepless nights with you
Painting the town
Up one side and down
Those sweet sleepless nights with you
leaving me broke
Bone weary and wasted
The best kind of exhausted
I’ve ever been
I’ve heard it said
I’ll sleep when Im dead
But I died the day that you left
God knows I needed the rest
But how I miss
Those sleepless nights with you
Racing the moon
Straight into the morning
Those sleepless nights with you
Painting the town
Up one side and down
Those sweet sleepless nights with you
leaving me broke
Bone weary and wasted
The all-time best exhausted
I’ve ever been
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In the full color catalog
Of every glossy thing you lost
Not a single one
Ever belonged to you
It’s as comforting as a paper cut
But it’s true
It’s the end times again
As usual
Apocalypse again
Apocalypse again
Some sheltered in despair
Some brought dinner to the doors of the more privileged
My comrades show up and suit up
To serve cold drinks
At the last supper in hell
Cause it’s the end times again
As usual
Apocalypse again
Apocalypse again
Apocalypse again
We got our mistakes
On repeat
All our greatest mistakes
On repeat
You can say the names
Of absent friends
You can light a candle
Get in good with all their saints
You should say the names of absent friends
But let the old days go
(Let the good days go)
The band's not getting back together
We’re not in show biz anymore
It’s the end times gain
My old friend
Apocalypse again
Apocalypse again
It’s the end times gain
As usual
Apocalypse again
Apocalypse again
When I walk past
Our old apartment
Where our parties spilled out like smoke
On the old wooden backstairs
I will always read aloud the epitaph
We lived here
We will live in
The times we are given
For whatever time we’re given
Til the end
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When you're walking through the valley
Of the shadow
When you're walking through the valley
Of the shadow
When you're walking through the valley
Of the shadow
A single step at a time
Will get you to the other side
Well I haven’t seen a road sign
In a long time
And not a single friend of mine
Is feelin alright
God only knows how long
This lonely road will go
I only know we gotta keep on
Keep on, keep on going
Cause we are walking through the valley
Of the shadow
We are walking through the valley
Of the shadow
We're surely walking through the valley
Of the shadow
A single step at a time
Will get us to the other side
Well I wish I was a sparrow
With wings to fly
I would rise above this valley
To a sunlit sky
God made these feet so slow
But it’s the only way to go
I only know we gotta keep on
Keep on, keep on moving
Cause we are walking through the valley
Of the shadow
We are walking through the valley
Of the shadow
We are walking through the valley
Of the shadow
A single step at a time
Will get us to the other side
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outside the world burns and swirls with questions
gathering clouds
darkness falling down, down, down
but my arms are open wide
and I will hold this space for you
where all of our smiles shine
in the very best of times
and I will hold this space for you
sacred space
with infinity inside
Ave Maria
outside the world turns and time is stealing
gathering doubts
hope dying down, down, down
but my heart is open wide
and I will hold this space for you
our dreams are all safe inside and the world is yours and mine
and I will hold this space for you
sacred space
with infinity inside
and I will hold this space for you
our dreams are all safe inside and the world is yours and mine
and I will hold this space for you
sacred space
with all your infinity inside
Ave Maria
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slower
than walking back to where the car sank
into the shoulder
with only three tires on
and you couldn’t find a phone
slower
than hand stitching a king sized quilt
through a Georgia summer
out on the ranch alone
every day is a heavy pendulum
swinging between the poles
autumn at breakfast
then afternoon spring
then dinner
I cannot remember
how we used to measure
ordinary time
faster
than flames licking through neatly stacked
sheets of paper
calendar pages gone
every day is a heavy pendulum
swinging between the poles
winter at breakfast
then afternoon fall
then dinner
I cannot remember
how we used to measure
ordinary time
the backs of your knees
sticking to the vinyl seats
and the radio’s way up in front
and they won’t let you near it
baby are we there yet
baby are we there yet
baby are we there yet
I cannot remember
how we used to measure ordinary time
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You built a world out of Legos
on a Saturday
The basement was transformed
a red and blue and yellow kingdom
All the pieces locking into place
all the edges sharp against
the voices upstairs, the noises upstairs, the chaos upstairs
You built a world
You built a world in a doll house
or a model train
The rules were up to you
a wild and true and vivid kingdom
Nobody could tell you what to do
all the colors spilling out like
rainbows inside the palette you find
in bright childmind
You built a world
We made sand castles
We made the world's best mud pies
armed with scissors and paste
and the glitter of imagination
Never knowing we were training for the day
when the world came crashing down
Shattered, scattered on the ground
We would get down on our knees among the pieces
And build a world
We made a world out of paper
out of colored clay
a feather that we found
a cut and glued and crooked kingdom
We made a fort and then we locked the door
all the others wondering just where we might be
where no one could see
just you and me
We build a world
We made sand castles
We made the world's best mud pies
armed our scissors and paste
and the glitter of imagination
Never knowing we were training for the day
when the world came crashing down
Shattered, scattered on the ground
We would get down on our knees among the pieces
And build a world
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I was an usher in heaven
Showing angels to their seats
I was a coat check girl
At the Pantheon
And lo I beheld
that withering light
that gold flame of greatness
that sanctified spark
And lo and behold
the glow of that glory
is why to this day
I can see in the dark
I cleaned the latrines
At the hanging gardens
Before the big tower went up
And old Babylon fell
I knelt before the shiny brass keyhole
and saw straight into the chambers of God
And lo I beheld
that withering light
that gold flame of greatness
that sanctified spark
And lo and behold
the glow of that glory
is why to this day
I can see in the dark
I was an usher in heaven
Showing angels to their seats
I was an usher in heaven
it was a pretty good gig
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Katy Stephan San Francisco, California
Katy Stephan's music is both sweet and salty, delicate and powerful.
Her voice has been featured in major
motion picture soundtracks, TV movies and theme songs, and even in childrens toys.
She has created original music for theatre productions, modern dance, and circus.
“Beautiful sonic valentines handcrafted from oaths, prayers, curses, feathers and frills.”
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