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The Search For Joy

by cirrus bay

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1.
Winds blow down from the hills Tomorrow I will feel it still In the spirit inside, the world that we hide Music holds the keys To doors we lock, turns back the clock What this world could be Through doors that stay open and free If your world has moved on Feelings remain though the moment is gone And the song that sounds new resonates in you Though you've long endured experience in dissonance The love that once burned I'm waiting to feel it again Every step we take, each decision that we make Changes us to who we'll be one day You throw stones in the pond In words you say, in future days Waves will touch your shore I'm waiting to feel it some more Waiting to feel the song of the wind
2.
Cotton Skies 04:49
Uniquely created, everyone related, yet so far apart World so intrusive, dodging those abusive hearts Summer has gone astray, all you see is gray Color so hard to find, deep within you waiting within your mind One perfect day Feeling familiar, reaching is peculiar when unrecognized Feeling forgotten, searching for those cotton skies You're not what you've been told, watch your world unfold Exposing our secret shame, can't reveal that we'd rather just be loved Than play this game Places you've never been bordering the familiar People you've never known bending your fragile heart Marveling at the crowd bent on the unimportant Major connections missed while minor moments pass If isolation results in self-serving And serving self seems to leave us all unsatisfied Than searching for joy seems to be an illusion And giving and sharing would yield the greatest happiness
3.
The air was thick, the day felt strange We did not think our lives would change They came with knives and their black book Can't count the lives that they all took Wokara and I, though we watched 'til we cried We knew how to hide Before we slipped into the range I heard them utter something strange That God was the source of their big black book So I just had to look Me and Wokara, we ran like the wind But not before I crept and took this black book Very hard to understand, but it consumed me 'til I learned Of the future of our world, a paradise I soon discerned Stumbled across 'you must not murder' This is what their book said this they can't have read Me and Wokara, we run like the wind While they make war, their book makes peace And we wait for paradise
4.
Joy was hurt when she was young, forcing her inside Now she must pay to be able to step outside again Mundania will seldom knock, forcing its presence Through unlocked doors, unlocked windows Feel the change in the air So many shores with so much potential Buried beneath waves of non-essential Heart so full of flowers, on the verge of bloom Gazing from her wild exotic room Connecting dreams on a page like dots Beyond there runs a country lane Winding, finding beauty and love in the distance Let it wind through your heart Out of the box we could step completely Fight for your right to express your passion Beauty and love never out of fashion So no need to ration
5.
Waking Wild 08:01
Feeling justified, charasmatic pride sets his heart in motion Captured by his grin, she is taken in, captured by emotion Into the waking wild to lead the herds, trusting in words Politics and greed, this religious need, hero for an hour Insubstantial trust, obscenities and lust for a name and power This radio is wired to transmit, but not receive Its the world of empty dreams, drifting not quite what it seems Paint deceit over grief, how deep? Words are shelter from the storm, build a house to keep me warm Raging wind, pushing in, how long? how long? So convincing, very sly, every lie Joy will give her energy, and slowly disappear
6.
(instrumental)
7.
See the smoke rise from the mountain snow One more artist gone, so hard to let it go From this shelter, watching summer bloom Safe within my room Reaching outside through a secret door Into yesterday, a face I've seen before There among sweet sage and jasmine free I reach back to me Forest shadow, fade to bright Morning meadow, gone by night My world rushing, a raging river's cry One more summer gone, so hard to say goodbye Traces fading, will joy rise again My long lost friend
8.
I want to be with you tomorrow And all the moments to come When we grow younger, and learn to fly. The strength within you Days come crashing on your shore Waves of sadness never more No one answers unseen doors Tried to rest my heavy heart In cold places torn apart That cry for love and long for art Come around and see the change, time to rearrange It may seem so strange, 'til one starts to understand The love that hides within your eyes Hoping that you will realize This love for you to find, the risk is in your changing mind Over the rainbow can't we fly? Who sets the limit in the sky? I see no reason why the expectation can't be high, very high It's said that we can live forever Here on an earth without war Where no one suffers, we finally fly

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released March 31, 2014

Anisha Norflet: Vocals
Bill Gillham: Guitars, Keyboards, Mandolin, AutoHarp, Recorder, vocals
Mark Blasco: Bass Guitar, Drums & Percussion, vocals
Sarah Sanderson: Viola
Sharra Acle: Vocals

Special Guests:

Amy Darby: Vocals (5)
Phil Mercy: Guitar Solo (8)

A special thanks to Amy Darby and Phil Mercy of THIEVES' KITCHEN for appearing on our cd!

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