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The Albatross
words/music C. Fraher
Intro
Am Dm Am Dm C F C F
V
C F
All through the winter we loaded and hauled,
C
Like a dog just chasing his tail.
(Ooohhh
Am
‘Til the floorboards wore through
F G
it was all we could do to keep busy.
C F
When technicians lit in and let tampering begin,
E7 Am
They seemed to know what they were doing.
G
This old wood and wire’d make a hell of a fire,
C F
So we struck the old meeting hall down,
E7 G
And danced ‘til the embers died out.
C G
And you couldn’t see daylight between us,
Am Dm
Though we felt somehow they’d deceived us.
Outro
Am Dm E7 F
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Am (x2) F E7
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Dynamite Stick words/music: Joe Nio
Dm A# 4 x
i wish i was a deep sea diver
just a man among the fish
more the master than survivor
those who fail me become a dish
Chorus:
C Minor
That' how i roll giving out parts of the whole
All you will see is eight different chapters of me
Dm A# 4 x
tonight i'll be the midnight rambler
talk wild stories of buffalos
more the player than the gambler
i'll plant a tale to see it grow
Read my code, soon you will see me explode
All you'll see, is my fuse is shorter than me
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Mandala words/music: C. Fraher
D
Bm A G
V1 At the first light of day,
D A
You started to go, I thought I was dreaming.
Bm A G
Then it hit me so hard,
D A G
Like truckers on speed, devouring the highway.
Bm A G D
V2 As the time marches on, it softens the burn,
A
You could have been Nero.
Bm A G D
Now a uselessness hangs on every word,
A G
We traded in earnest.
G F#m
BR Somebody told me once, that all that’s great is fleeting,
Em D
And nothing lasts that’s any good.
G F#m
So while we’re waiting here, for this greatness to appear,
F#m D
Let’s thank ourselves for even trying.
Bm A
Even trying, even trying
F#m G F#m G F#m G F#m A
D G D G ...
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72 Malibu words/music: C. Fraher
V1
C F
There is so much life around me I can smell it in the
C
winter breeze
G F
And the cold air keeps on blowing my thankful heart
C
onto it’s knees.
C F
Trouble, come trouble, come on bring your trouble on
C
me.
G F C
Some might not take it, some might just disagree.
(CH1)
F C F C C G C
V2
C F C
Further, oh forgiveness is further on down the road.
G F
While my heart is still beating I know there’s a story to
C
be told.
C
And the righteous and the weak
F C
will use the same words when they speak of you now
G F C
Dear my heart is broken I wish that I could see you.
(CH2)
F C F C C G C
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Between the raindrops words/music: C. Fraher
I see everything new for the first time around,
Least that’s what they’re telling me now,
All the silicon slaves just don’t wanna behave,
I’m the one showing them how.
Now she says she’s the queen, watch her walking between,
The raindrops how she never gets wet,
I’m just dripping with sin pushing memories in,
But baby don’t you ever forget
If your head is a camera then I am a wheel,
I’m looking for a hill to get down,
When your eyes get sore, leave you seeking for more,
What good is it wearing a frown.
I'm convinced she's the queen, see her dancing between,
The raindrops man she never takes bets,
Watch the rain as it drips down from her fingertips,
This is what I’ll never forget.
I see everything new for the first time around,
Least that’s what they’re telling me now,
All the silicon slaves just don’t wanna behave,
I’m the one showing them how.
Now I know she’s the queen, watch her walking between,
The raindrops how she never gets wet,
I’m just dripping with sin pushing memories in,
But baby don’t you ever forget
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Your Harmonium Voice
words - love poem generator + C. Fraher
music - C. Fraher
My heart follows your harmonium voice
and leaps like a mountain lion at the whisper of your name.
The curtains obscure you like cream cellophane
I am comforted by the motion that you carry
In the twilight of firebeams and right next to my knuckle
I am filled with hope that I might dry your tears of soymilk,
as my thumbnail falls from my button, I’m entangled in your frame
(lead)
in the quiet, I listen for the last engine backfire of the day,
My best intentions, leap from my shirtsleeves yeah
I wait in the darkness for your secret number,
so that we can rectify as one.
wishbone upon wishbone,
In search of the magnificent black and mystical heap of love
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