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Meridians
03:54
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You were all, I nearly ceased to be
Left me here, less half of me
Gone so long, I travel on
Lost in ways, maps don’t respond
So, won’t you speak to me my meridians
Tell me where my place should be
From east to west, I slide along
Slipping my way, I can’t hang on
Traction’s attraction is easy to grasp
But with torque so strong, the engine moves on
So, won’t you speak to me my meridians
Tell me where my place should be
So, won’t you speak to me my meridians
Tell me where my place should be
Dancing destinies, twirl and pirouette
I don’t strive to be a dancer
But there’s rhythm in my feet
Still a few more beats, a time change at best
I still have time before I rest
Still l’m searching for that someone to play with me
Don’t need to be a shuffle or two step set
Just hold my hands we’ll be free as the jazz
The music’s ripe for picking, just extend you hand
So, won’t you speak to me my meridians
Tell me where my place should be
So, won’t you speak to me my meridians
Tell me where my place should be
Tell me where my place should be
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Refugee
04:29
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You’re a refugee, almost proud to be free
But you’re just about imprisoned by your poverty
You’ve built a home from the ashes of the old
And in a bag you still carry almost all that you own
Your guard is up and you watch for forked tongues
You’re careful about the careful changing in the streets
There’s a different beat to the rhythm of your heart
And it carries the rhythm of machine gun
In time, maybe you will see people begin to agree
and drink tea with someone you haven’t seen and
In time, you still might look out from behind your wall
at your children in the street
People’s insides can be the hardest matter of all time
Bodies can be broken, but thoughts still carved in stone
From rock to rubble and rubble to dust,
A speck of sand in your eye won’t keep you from much
The words are fire burning all the time
Ashes in the air, on our skin, in our hearts
Maybe these bitter tongues still might make a sweeter sound
But we’re waiting for the movement of this moment to arrive
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Simi Valley (a Nigun)
05:19
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4. |
I Go to Home
04:17
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5. |
Na Na
03:31
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6. |
Shady Grove (LIVE)
03:17
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Jerusalem (LIVE)
04:31
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The Brothers Yares New Jersey
The Brothers Yares (American folk and rock music born in the wilds of Southern New Jersey and steeped in the bewilderment of
the Middle East.
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