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Slow Down (4:52) Long were the days when we were young Smiles on a face could be found What could be better than the sun Shining on little truthful ones Hold tight! Hold tight! We rush through the days without pause Serious days weigh us down Even the mighty seas go calm I long for a time to become Open! Open! Detach from the psycho-pressure-load Extremes are anxiety's love Ten million can't all be number one In The Middle Way we are strong Slow down! Slow down! Back to Top All in the Name of God (3:34) Bombs, grounding airports Bombs, smashing car doors Bombs, blasting embassies Bombs, because you hate me All in the name of God Kill over doctrine Kill Jews and Muslims Kill all the Christians Kill because your fathers killed All in the name of God Peace by theocracy Never was and never will be Blood stains your families Blood, it's the only way All in the name of God Back to Top The Middle Way (1:34) My heart follows the way, honor and courage, The Middle Way Spirit to guide me, spirit to guide me, spirit to guide me, spirit to guide me My heart follows the way, honor and courage, live every day Back to Top Far Right (3:49) They came; they took, and never thought to share with you Your life, destroyed by ignorance and greed once more No room for color, they only like to see themselves The threat still lives and is stronger than you'll ever know Right, someday you'll pay for your sins Far Right, we're starting to pay for your sins You worshipped the soil and the Great Spirit provided you But then they came, they took the soil, converted you Convert, control, they work your bloody soul for more The threat still lives and possibly lives next door You came; you took, and never thought to share with me My life, destroyed by ignorance and greed once more Back to Top Our Father is a Democrat (6:25) (Dedicated to Bernard) He's been married for 58 years As a husband and father he's the best He served his country in World War II And he never misses church Keeping us together too Teaching us to know what's true Our father is a righteous man Our father, he's my hero Our father is a patriot Our father is a Democrat Jerry Falwell, Pat Robertson James Dobson, Ted Haggard John Hagee, Rod Parsley Tom DeLay, and the R.C.R.C. * Organized religion screws They love their power more than they love you Rush Limpjaw, Ann Coulter Sean Hannity, little Bill O'Reilly Dennis Miller was never funny Rupert Murdoch has got too much money Spinning lies to disguise the truth FOX should be ashamed to call it news Dick Cheney, Halliburton Condoleezza, Ms. Chevron Donald Rumsfeld and the Carlyle Group The whole Bush Clan, Zapata and Pennzoil Corporate interests before you Karl Rove should be in jail * Roman Catholic Republican Church Back to Top Salvation in Me (4:50) Deep inside the master waits with ice-age patience in glory My soul is life, pure white light; the truth is standing before me Salvation in me Salvation isn't free Salvation in me…. Reach for the sky, deep inside, don't be afraid of what you see It doesn't want me to look inside, guardian angel protect me You can't have it both ways A hypocrite can't be saved A liar cannot be saved A bigot cannot be saved Dividers cannot be saved You can't have it both ways Your money can't buy a save But someday you will pay Back to Top New Age (3:38) Make it a life worth living Fill it with love and giving Center on truth and wisdom Balance the soul on vision New age, out with the old ways New age, healing the ways of the world Give up your self-addiction Humble yourself before them Keep only good intentions Body and soul connection I will bend; I will flow I will change; I am strong Back to Top To Jill Jude (6:14) (Dedicated to Jill Jude Isaacson-Djuric) So many years ago we start It's hard to believe it goes so fast We were holding you so tight Heaven's kisses from our hearts Remember the days when we were young The happiest days that I could want So much promise in your eyes Now your worries are all mine I feel the love only you could know I've been blessed to have known you You're my friend, I will miss you so I'll follow you when my work's done I'll sit next to you and touch the past I am always by your side You were heaven to us all Wanishi; Kitaholel * * Leni Lenape Native American for, "Thank you; I love you." Back to Top Old Days (3:04) In the old days when the Indians rode the lakes There were no waves from the motorboats we have today It was peaceful and easier to go your way There was time to do what we don't today Time...time…time…time… In the old days when fiberglass was just a dream Transportation was carved into hollowed trees Paddle power gave a man a good physique Now on weekends all the cowboys water-ski My canoe is new and it shines But it's no match for a twin-engine prime Back to Top Winola (7:06) Over and over and over and over again Year after year from the mist on the lake she returns Rising beneath the August moon Long ago Winola was her home She was a princess who died for her love in the end And I've been in love with Winola since I was a kid Water lilies open at her feet They carry her spirit to those who still believe She spared my life when I was a child Winola touches my skin Winola pulling me in Stronger and stronger I give Immersed in her body she lives Beautiful maiden betrayed by her father and tribe She fell in love with a white man the end of July Deeper and deeper love descends Drowning her love with both his hands She spared my life… She spared my life Winola touches my skin Winola loves me again Someday I'll lay with her again And rise beneath the August moon with her Back to Top The Last Flower (3:14) Some narrow-minded people are so easily impressed They admire the first flowers, losing sight of the rest Some crazy system lets them think the first are the best They believe the first flowers are a gift to the rest The last flower takes its time to bloom The last flower is the most beautiful The most beautiful The first flowers get more water, more attention and more breaks More praise to feed their egos, so we repeat the same mistakes The last flower knows humility, and its character is true The last flower's got the power to feel empathy for you Back to Top Prince of Peace (5:53) The catch is running deep Brave-soul fishermen out on the sea A light, cast from a beach Calling us home to Galilee For too long our leaders have failed For tax cuts and Jesus, war has prevailed The time has come to correct the mistake Peace is waiting in The Middle Way Prince of Peace, lead us home Prince of Peace, someday we will be home If He were here, what would Jesus say? You've learned nothing, creating more hate People hear His living word and obey! For love is everything and peace is the way Back to Top Pennsylvania (4:22) Keystone to the free world My home, blue and bright This land holds my deep roots This land gives me life Winding Susquehanna Soulful scenery Refuge for my weary Inner energy In the morning when I rise It feels good to be alive Endless Mountain countryside Pennsylvania, one more time Birthplace of my country Precious liberty Your grace lifts my spirit To the place freedom rings Back to Top |
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About "Songs from The Middle Way":
"Songs from The Middle Way" is a compilation of songs about deep and personal core losses; the loss of loved ones, the loss of faith in organized religion, the loss of faith in one's country under an arrogant and divisive administration, and the loss of faith in the attitudes of so many people. These songs were written through adverse times from a position of strength in The Middle Way, a place of calm and clarity, where extremes are to be avoided. "Songs from The Middle Way" opens with a longing for days past in SLOW DOWN, before diving into the destructive nature of religion-based politics in ALL IN THE NAME OF GOD, followed by a pledge to courage and strength in THE MIDDLE WAY, and the payback for ignorance and greed in the neoconservative ballad, FAR RIGHT. The line-up continues with OUR FATHER IS A DEMOCRAT, dedicated to my father who was everything Karl Rove and the GOP spin machine pretend to be, but truly are not; then moving to SALVATION IN ME, an epiphany that God is ever-present within us; non-discriminating; patiently waiting for contact, but not through self-absorbed ministers in their newfound political power, poisoning the well we all drink from. In essence, no political party and its self-serving supporters have the right to lay claim to the moral high ground and patriotism, claiming to be born again, while practicing hypocritical, self-indulgent and divisive ways. The tempo of "Songs from The Middle Way" changes with a call to a more meaningful way of life in NEW AGE, followed by the lowest point in the line-up, TO JILL JUDE, dedicated to my Godchild who recently passed from this world in the prime of her life. A second wind enters with OLD DAYS, again longing for calmer waters; WINOLA, Native-American folklore about a lake and the princess (true character) for which it is named; and THE LAST FLOWER, a message to all who overlook the late bloomers. Mozart, Van Gogh, and Einstein, were gifted. Most kids labeled as gifted, under the "No Child Left Behind" Act of 2002, are not. It only promotes arrogance. "Songs from The Middle Way" concludes with PRINCE OF PEACE, a plea to the true Jesus to return and lead us home and away from the mess created by the Bush Jr. Administration and its supporters. The bonus track, PENNSYLVANIA, completes the entire compilation on a patriotic note and pride in what was and what can still be. I love my country and refuse to be governed or blessed through fear. Back to Top |
