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along this road
03:35
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rain pours down / on a warm winter night / I can't make heads or tails / of anything in this light / the ups & the downs / mud on the ground / caked on my boots / I track it around / the river is swollen / the river is dry / it takes such a long time / to open my eyes / to the writing on the wall / to the beat of my heart / I drive it together / I pry it apart / snow flakes drift / blanket the road / I'm moving along / I'm hauling my load / the tires are bald / & the brakes are shit / how many more miles / before she calls it quits
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dead rain
02:47
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this dead rain falls / heavy as stone / on this aching heart / this flesh & bone / I am crow / black as night / twisting the wind / tangled in flight / this dead rain soaks / into the ground / down to the river / ocean bound / I am crow / laughing all the way / shadow feather breath / world at play / this dead rain falls / clouds up the sky / oh this aching heart / oh this getting by / I am crow / born in between / day & night / waking & dream
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in between
03:56
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in between the spaces / in between the drops of rain / with wandering intention / like a lick of flame / red fox walks the path / as the wind about him blows / sure footed light footed / following his nose / to come or to go / to leave or to stay / the song in your heart / shall never lead you astray / in between the spaces / in between darkness & light / that moment of expansion / before we take flight / black crow is watching / warm wisdom in his eyes / perched where he can see both / the ground & the sky / to come or to go / to leave or to stay / the song in your heart / shall never lead you astray
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free ride to nowhere
02:22
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instrumental
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searching for home
03:55
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searching for home / in this old world / a bottle in one hand / & my arm around my girl / spring wind blowing / trying to shake me down / my dogs are barking / but my heart is outward bound / chickens in the garden / digging up the seeds / oh so many problems / that I don't need / got this old guitar / & an extra set of strings / all I need is a ride / or my own pair of wings / no this life ain't easy / but this life ain't hard / if you can be content / being where you are / some folks are born to settle / some to wander around / & some are born to search / for what cannot be found
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listen
04:13
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listen to the rain / if you want to hear the truth / falling like a river / down upon your roof / listen to the birdsong / on a glowing early morn / listen to the wind / as it stirs into a storm / its a long way to the bottom of a bottle / but its not so far to fall / you can pick up the pieces / but you'll never find them all / listen to the children / their laughter & their play / try to remember / how you lost your way / listen to the trees / as they reach for the sky / listen to your heart / for the how the when & why / its a long way to the bottom of a bottle / but its not so far to fall / you can pick up the pieces / but you'll never find them all
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black bird
04:04
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the bullet grazed my temple / the promise broke my jaw / everything I want to do / is against the law / with a barbed wire necklace / & a bottle neck ring / let the hobo ride the rails / let the folk singer sing / black bird black bird / oak ash & pine / I've got no place to go / just this bottle to pass the time / the blade cut to the bone / the lie was damp with truth / turn up the sound / cos I want to cut loose / with a handle for the holding / & a key to fit the lock / let the bride have the groom / let the band roll & rock / black bird black bird / oak ash & pine / I've got no place to go / just this bottle to pass the time
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instrumental
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a dry wind fills us to floating / our burdens soft as lead / fall away as autumn leaves / from the dungeon in our heads / our minds warped & wailing / longing to be understood / cleared easily as we enter / a cool & shadowed wood / we may become the visions / others pile upon our souls / or we may find our own stick / to poke at the coals / a heavy rain washes us clean / our needs left simply bare / all wants & wishes / evaporate into the air / the stranger in the mirror / a dim familiar face / the flesh etched in maps / to the treasures that we chase / we may listen to the voices / that pour from all around / or somehow find our own / where it waits to be found
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you on my mind
03:41
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whiskey in my blood / a river I could not find / autumn crows dance / & you on my mind / you on my mind / rain mist & clouds / mud crystalized with frost / confused & tangled / but not truly lost / not truly lost / whiskey in my blood / a river I could not find / autumn crows dance / & you on my mind / you on my mind / onward we travel / this road & that / following our noses / & consulting the map / consulting the map / whiskey in my blood / a river I could not find / autumn crows dance / & you on my mind / you on my mind
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bills to pay
05:32
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there's an old guitar / hanging on the wall / there's the sound of the spring rain / as she falls / there's whiskey in a flask / & a bottle of beer / decisions to make / that are not clear / there's children sleeping / sprawled out on their beds / there's food to eat / & a roof overhead / oh the night / becomes day / chores to do / bills to pay / there's a river swollen / rolling on by / & somewhere above the clouds / there's a clear blue sky / there's so much to do / & nothing at all / there's winter spring / summer & fall / there's water from the well / & electric lights / there's not a thing in this world / that's black & white / oh the night / becomes day / chores to do / bills to pay
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Bertie Koller Whitefield, Maine
Bertie Koller draws his original songs forth from a place of observation, experience, & imagination. Influenced by the raw, straightforward approach of early American blues & folk music, as well as the gamut of past & contemporary songwriters & musicians, Bertie's songs are lyrical & rhythmic episodes of love, heartache, prophecy, reflection, the sun, moon, rivers, rain & so on. ... more
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