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The Great Divide
05:07
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23 times leaves have changed their color in my life
Now summer eves wind down
To windy blustery days
Blowing leaves around
My great great grandfather in 1869 crossed the great divide
To put old troubled days behind and take Antietam off his mind
Thinking back on a simpler better day
Picking Blushing Goldens while his father'd bail the hay
But with storm clouds brewing down in a southward way
The good times couldn't stay
For the first time in his life he left that town
Said his last goodbyes and set his sights down southward-bound
Said we gonna hunt them rebels like a pack of hounds
Lord we gonna bring them down
Rambling down the Grand Army of the Republic Highway
I think about our history's darkest days
How we come from ashes and we all will turn to dust
How he lives inside of each and all of us
23 times I've, top speed, flown circles around the sun
And I aint slowing down
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2. |
I'm Not Going Home
03:14
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Down the scenic roads I roll
Color on the tree line
This autumn day, we roam
Until the sun sets in the evening and we tire
I'm not going home
Thinking about the shoreline past in summer days
Waves they came crashing, and the sun
It's endless rays
But this aint no California so the seasons
Well they have to change
No this aint no damn Olympia
I live that New England way
No this aint no Philadelphia, that city life
I couldn't take
Soon will come the winter and the leaves will die
Take our spirits with them
as the colored tree line cries:
"I'll be dead until the springtime when the bear awake
and birds will fly"
Put back all the color into the trees
Spirits high as ever on an early springtime breeze
But this aint no California so the seasons
Well they make me sneeze
No this aint no damn Olympia
There's orange all along the trees
No this aint no Philadelphia, that city life
I'll never please
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Here Come The Troops
06:06
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Once upon a thrill walking upon the hill
I saw the army come marching to a drum
Coming one by one and two by two
We've got a lot to do Put on your polished shoes
Make yourself look fine pretty yourself in time
For we've to run to town to see them come
The cavalry is coming quick on Stallions six by six
Leaving dust behind the cloud had left me blind
The day forever in my avid mind
The general passes by a flag held proud and high
A scabbard on his belt his sword I swore I felt
He touched it upon my head with a smile
The infantry is coming down on the path to town
One thousand in the line marching double time
To reach their camp by dusk and rest awhile
Oh what a wondrous life I hear the drum and fife
A bugle strong and loud the heavenliest sound
Their footsteps stomp the ground in perfect time
I walk down the road
With nowhere planned to go
Everyone I know
Has told me lies
I never gave a damn
About a single one of them
If I tell that to myself
Makes it easier to go
I love them all so much
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The Island
03:03
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Your wishes flow right out to sea,
Hands stretched toward infinity.
In the time it took to lose your head
I had walked down Rosewood Bend
and headed towards the mainland road.
I sought solace in a landlocked grove
where the trees grew tall and fruits bore seeds
which grew and grew and grew to be
Rows and rows of trees and lush
greens and browns and underbrush.
I'd forgotten that Island where
we hid away amidst the scare
of a broken world and an endless fight
to find our voice and escape the night
which always sought to seep in strong
and bury deep into our hearts.
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The Crossing
01:41
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Company Town
04:12
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And that train rolled by
Northbound its steam billowing high
And my hopes they reach its height
I'm far below that lustrous sky, my eyes
Blink the dust away
Grit coats the roads, the shacks, the graves
This town raised me as a child
Mama was sick for quite awhile
Her mind slowly slipped away
I grew, despite the days
And those days rolled by
I kept the home a place to call mine in time
Though I worked the ground
Crops never grew, just withered and browned
My life was a well spring dry
Said my farewells to the town, goodbye
Now I resolute to try
Leapt on the train 'fore it rolled by
So long to the old malaise
With a pack on my back, I buried those days
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This Strange Life
04:13
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A Wise man, I am not yet
I am learning from my mistakes
I am yearning, I am burning
To find the secret ways of this strange life
And it has not, no it has not
Occurred to me that I won't ever achieve this
I my dreams this is how you
Can understand all the answers
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8. |
The Things I Long To Be
04:25
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If I could drive myself into your arms
I would not let go
I would not let go, no
If I could pick myself up off the ground
I would stand up tall
I would stand up tall for all to see
You know there is a drive inside of me
Growing higher than a Redwood tree
The mountains it will climb
The things that it will see
The things I long to be
Once upon a time you were a child
Now that you've grown old
What do you behold?
What will bring that sparkle to your eyes?
What will bring alive what you hold inside?
This life I don't quite get but that's ok
Someday soon I know I'll find my way
Someday I will understand this world
You know I've been watching
You for all of these days
I have been dreaming
don'y you take it away
I have been searching
Every place that I go
I have been dreaming
Of what, God only knows…
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Pebble Spirit
05:42
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Remember when we'd spend those summer weeks
At your grandfather's orchard in Sharpsburg on Antietam Creek?
He'd work in those fields picking Pippins to sell back in town
We'd help all through morning with dirt on my slacks and your gown
On white Stallions we'd ride
'Long the bridge that my father had crossed with Burnside
Pebble Spirit I rode
How she galloped for miles down that old Sunken Road
We'd look toward the hills to that river so mighty and wide
That sun on those shimmering mountains would glow in your eyes
And just like its peak, lord, our spirits were certainly high
Just like that flooding Potomac, our ardor would rise
By that Elm in the dell
We'd lay down and hear tales your grandfather would tell
About the battle frontier
How he traveled for miles as an old musketeer
They're rushing for gold out in California
If you get past those Rockies your bound to make your way
Sometimes I feel like I'm growing up fast like a weed
But old Oaks all sprout from a seed
Unlike that endless road, those days had to end
And you'd stop returning those letter I'd ardently send
I heard that you're traveling westward, been searching for gold
But I'll always remember those stories your grandfather told
I'm blowing through wind so damn fast like a tumbleweed
But old Oaks all sprout from a seed
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City Lights
05:45
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City lights, pretty, bright and fair
Twinkling in my eyes, I couldn't help but glare
I'll be just fine by my lonesome self
You and I, we used to have it all
Until you set your sights on the bustle down below
Take your time, I'm sure you'll not be long
City Lights, they blind me from the stars
Which help to keep in mind how small we really are
Just a speck floating in a ray of light
Down in town the world's in such a rush
Running round and round in search of such and such
But the view's just fine from way out here
If I was a rich man's son
I'd give up all the money and run
Through the Birch and through the Pine
No I wouldn't keep even a dime
I'd make my own way and I'd live off the land
Away from the city, I'd work with my hands
Come with me through the woods
Way past city lights the world looks like it should
Towers tall, standing high
But that Mockingbird singing in the sky
Hope her song doesn't die
No I don't, hope her song doesn't die
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11. |
Where Winds Blow
05:44
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So, I guess this is farewell, I guess so long for now
Don't you worry about me, I will make you proud
Headed on the road, Off to make a home
In a different town
I'll roam the countryside
Through the plains upon
The mountains high I'll go
follow where winds blow
See the world anew
to set sail on below
Hear those westward trumpets roar, growing louder more
With pedals to the floor we're running fast as lightning
With gusto down the tracks, and we aint looking back
Until we make amends with all our past
Don't be sad my friend
We'll surely meet again someday
Follow where you may
Go where your heart leads you
And I'll surely go with mine
And as I cross The Great Divide
New England forever will be on my mind
It seems of late since you've gone away
I don't hardly know your name anymore
Seasons change with the passing days
But begone goes your name through the wind to its grave
Through places past that we used to know
But the ghost of our love haunts me on down their roads
It seems of late since you've gone away
I don't hardly know this place anymore
Growing up is hard to do
Wish that I could grow with you
But part of getting older is realizing
That I cannot do it with you by my side
Love is a strange song
That you sing for so long
Sometimes the words just come out all wrong
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Hanging Hills is a folk rock group based out of Philadelphia, PA
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