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Serene
04:23
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I can see it so clear now
a moth to a flame, the fallout
it is what it is, it was what it was
howl at the moon, at the ghost you’ve become
she’s standing in the rain
where the angels and the rats look the same
red ivy, West Amsterdam
she’ll gladly tell you which one I am
so who do you think I am
just the bones beneath your garden
a soul without a heart
I don’t wanna be that
another fool, another tinman
stone, sage and cedar
holding up back fate, I believed her
must’ve found it serene
as we faded from green
the autumn wind caressing
undressing our frames
I’m waiting in the garden
forevergreen moss on the walls
heron blue eyes in my dreams
they’re starin’ out, stranded at sea
so who do you think I am
just the bones beneath your garden
a soul without a heart
I don’t wanna be that
another fool, another tinman
haunting you
haunting me
following
following
who do you think I am
just the bones beneath your garden
a soul without a heart
I don’t wanna be that
another fool, another tinman
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2. |
Aruba Blue
04:57
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I spent those evenings listening
to the sound of her breathing
that ocean water healing me, I
remember the stalemate now between
the sand and sea, oh how she held me there
as she washed over me
sirens call,out to you
so I fall, for Aruba blue
I had a dream
a gentle storm was brewing, the ocean pulling
as I traveled through those ruins I could remember feeling lost
always thinking about the costs
of a hollow heart
but from the depths I hear that sound
sirens call, out to you
so I fall, for Aruba blue
blue water, clear and clean
you calling, out my name
waves crashing, painful truths
safe landing, goodbye to you
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3. |
The Curtain and the Wind
03:57
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The rhythm and the dancer
The paper and the poet
Well everything, everyone has a canvas
Some don’t seem to know it
For you with green eyes and golden skin
I’m a curtain and you’re the wind
Dreamers and their dreams - paper-thin
Pining to be near you
No promises, just a fire that burns within
Embers in the rear view
I told myself I wouldn’t let you in
But I’m a curtain, and you’re the wind
Maybe you’d remember me
The way that I remember you
A willow tree in the springtime
The sea beneath the moon
You’re singing songs in some cafe
As the old folks nod their heads
Coffee’s on the table
Too soon, the time you knew was spent
Just a curtain in the wind
A curtain in the wind
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4. |
Skyline
03:40
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5. |
Airborne
03:48
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Seasons
03:23
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Sink or Swim
03:28
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And I Love Her
02:44
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Scotland
03:54
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Moving through these hills
I can finally feel
the shape that I’m in
the wind on my skin
is it real?
I might have to trust
the iron and the rust
the hands of the makers
their light rays of dust
steadfast now, walk through the wind
of Scotland
old crows in the trees
as the stone quarrels with the sea
all of these grey obligations
I don’t want to take them
a ghost I would rather be
well I might have to trust
the iron and the rust
the hands of the makers
their light rays of dust
follow the fog rolling in
of Scotland
slow, falling snow
friends I would never know
if not for the will, if not for the hills of Scotland
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10. |
Remembrance
04:44
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11. |
Solitude
03:45
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12. |
Waltz for Spring
03:48
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13. |
Big Love
02:41
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Dustin Furlow Asheville, North Carolina
Dustin Furlow is an award-winning singer/songwriter/solo-guitarist whose playing and songs reflect an influence of the intimate sound of today's contemporary-folk artists. With comparisons to songwriters such as Ben Howard and virtuoso guitar-players like Tommy Emmanuel, Furlow carved out a sound that became distinguishable by it's marriage of complex guitar work and warm, home-spun lyrics. ... more
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