Sing It, So The World Won’t Falter!
Introducing
Dave Sararus’
Contradiction Blues
Production by singer songwriter, Doug Tielli.
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Right Handed
Right handed, but my left always leads
Short-sighted, but I got big plans ahead for me
Sure-footed, but the rug is always pulled from under me
I’m livin’ in constant consternation
That my contradictions keep on compromising me
Hard-headed, but my minded changes easily
Contented, but I’m always left feeling in need
Open-minded, but I just can’t get into what others see
I’m livin’ in constant consternation
That my contradictions keep on compromising me
So tall, but everything is out of reach
So rich, but I got to beg and ask please
Solid as a rock, until the wind blows, and shakes me like a leaf
I’m livin’ in constant consternation
That my contradictions keep on compromising me
Call
All you have to do is call
All you have to do is call
When the summer slips into fall
It’s time to take that phone down off the wall
Go on, make a home a haven for all
Between you and me there’s not much to lose
Been down this road so much it’s worn holes in our shoes
Though our pride’s got the gull, the matter is quite small
All you have to do is call
All you have to do is call
All you have to do is call
When the summer slips into fall
It’s time to take that phone down off the wall
Go on, make a home a haven for all
First step’s the hardest when making peace with a friend
But you won’t get no shut-eye until you’ve made amends
Go on, make the call
It’s what keeps us from growing old and prude
In a world that wants to divide, conquer and rule
Sometimes the wise thing to do is risk being the fool
Go on, with cap in hand, and make the call
All you have to do is call
All you have to do is call
When the summer slips into fall
It’s time to get the phone down off the wall
Go on, make a home a haven for all
Miracles
Let our desires stoke the good fire
Burn in us clean. Burn in us on.
Mother said “birth is a miracle,
That ends all death”,
And we are all miracles
And this joy will never end
As long as there is pain to transcend
We have heart beats.
There on the day we were received.
We have blood and bleed.
Like the life that delivered me.
My feet walk the path that pains and stretches me
Through this death, I pray, life will continue to be
Look at this world and all of its’ fabrications.
What’s real? What will lead us to our salvation?
Journey to that place, all in our dreaming
Worlds without end, that hold eternal meaning
We have a need that cannot be replaced
By our addictions that blind us to this world of grace
And we are given the ability to love and hate
This could be heaven if we’d only recognize it before it’s too late
Let our desires stoke the good fire
Burn in us clean. Burn in us on.
Let our desires stoke the good fire
Burn in us clean, Burn in us strong.
Tough Row
Starin’ over these dry bone fields,
Waiting for these stones to speak
They whisper the harvest is more plenty
In the hidden treasure for the meek
Got the scorching sun on my back
When it’s your light I want to burn
Got this sour wine dripping down
When it’s your cool water I yearn
And it’s a tough row to hoe
you got no where to go
It’s a tough row to hoe
When it’s all that you know
Life gave me some rough-cut wood;
A hammer and some nails
Told me to build my beautiful box
Build it with the utmost care
Got me to dig my sinner’s hole
To fill it with my toil and strife
But when I turned over that rich soil
It was teeming with life
And it’s a tough row to hoe
When you got no where to go
It’s a tough row to hoe
When it’s all that you know
Lord, I’m waiting for you
Waiting for you to strike me with your light
A flash of revelation, a bolt of salvation
But that’s too simple for this life
So I’ll keep drinking your blood from the cleansing stream
Eat your bread of the earth
Look for the veil to lift from my eyes
And restore me to my heavenly worth
And it’s a tough row to hoe
When you got no where to go
It’s a tough row to hoe
When it’s all that you know
Cold Air
I feel a cold air, my friend
Coming up through the floor
I fear it will take me, my friend
Shelter me and keep me warm
I ‘ve known no war before
No calamity worth forgetting… no, no
But there’s a ghost behind my door
A warning passed down from generations
I feel a cold air, my friend
Coming in through the front door
Its’ chill will seduce you, my friend
But division is at its’ core
Hold on to the One True Source
‘Cause the Powers-That-Be will for sake you in the end
Hold on to the Mother of our birth.
Cherish her truth, as her sons go out and wage blind wars
I know a way to keep warm, my friend
A way forgotten but told before
It’s like a light in the dark calling
A candle flame that forever burns
Hold on to the One True Source
‘Cause the Powers-That-Be will for sake you in the end
Hold on to the Mother of our birth.
Cherish her truth, as her sons go out and wage blind wars
I feel a cold air, my friend
Coming in through the door
If my Fingers Were the Sunshine
If my fingers were the sunshine
And my picking brought the sun’s heat
I would pluck away the winter to springtime
So we could roam the streets and meet
Then we wouldn’t be so lonely
And I wonder, would you feel the same?
If my breath was the cloud billows
And my voice brought the rain
I’d sing on all our troubles
To sooth all the pain
Then there wouldn’t be so much hurtin’
And I wonder, would you feel the same?
And would you feel the same?
And would you feel the same?
If my home were heaven
And my front door the Pearly Gates
I would always leave that door open
‘Cause I wouldn’t want anyone to be late
Then we wouldn’t be so haughty
And I wonder, would you feel the same?
And would you feel the same?
And would you feel the same?
If my fingers were the sunshine
And my picking brought the sun’s heat
I would pluck away the winter to springtime
So we could roam the streets and meet
Then we wouldn’t be so lonely
And I wonder, would you feel the same?
And would you feel the same?
Fork In The Road
Split in two directions
At the fork in the road
Long severed our connections;
Now we have no way to know which way to go
Wanting the best of all worlds
One hand the body,
The other the soul
Air brush the particular parts,
While we yearn for the whole
Will the illusion hold?
Stuck at the fork in the road
So in love with the fork in the road
Want our indulgences
And good health
Want to fly to the heavens,
Yet turn this earth to hell
Speak-hear-see no evil
Our litmus test
Pledge our allegiances
To our own flags of “Me”
Build up our fortresses
While the waste is inherited by the meek
Where there is no justice,
True peace cannot dwell
Stuck at the fork in the road
So in love with the fork in the road
Split in two directions
At the fork in the road
Long severed our connections;
Now we have no way to know which way to go
Will the illusion hold?
Stuck at the fork in the road
Wreckage
We provoke ourselves with the thought of immortal life
So we wrestle this ball, we call earth, from the gods that hold so tight
We grit our teeth ‘til the mountains crack
We strain our necks until we hold the tides back
Seems we got mass graves underneath manicured lawns
And sell the sweatshops from the screens that are always on
Worlds won’t wait to collide
Just like a car won’t wait to crash once it’s caught in a slide
In the wreckage there is a need
To explain all this destruction that we see
Pry back the twisted pieces, you’ll find the lead
All the evidence is there in the skid marks that we leave
Life gives away to Inertia’s Will
Will time bend to one? Will the God-mind stand still?
Are we running to a cataclysmic eve?
Or is this a dawning we just yet can’t see?
In the wreckage there is a need
To explain all this destruction that we see
Pry back the twisted pieces, you’ll find the lead
All the evidence is there in the skid marks that we leave
Everyday a light flickers out in the crowd
But we won’t see it until our own power ’s out
There’s a meltdown inside the home
There’s heavy water we can’t ignore
In the wreckage there is a need
To explain all this destruction that we see
Pry back the twisted pieces, you’ll find the lead
All the evidence is there in the skid marks that we leave
That Love Song
I’m just a lowly pilgrim on a well-worn journey, trying to find my moorings
Hunkered down here in the city just waiting for your new world awakening
And Love, I think I saw you reflected in a store window daydream
And Love, why is it I only catch a glimpse of you hidden in the back scene?
When you’re all that I need
You’re all that I need
In this shuffling around,
All I want is your straight up presence
With all of these cold deals going down,
All I want is bit of your presence
By night I sleep underneath these star-like street lights
By day I navigate this concrete pity that seems like a never-ending street fight
And Love, it’s so hard to meet up with you in this penciled-in datebook life
And Love, it’s so hard to hold you between all of these kissing booth lies
When you’re all that I need
You’re all that I need
In this shuffling around,
All I want is your straight up presence
With all of these cold deals going down,
All I want is your warming presence
With all of this dirty gold to be found,
All I want is your pure and honest presence
With all of this loneliness going ‘round,
All I want is a bit of your presence
And this life is easily faded with the wink of an eye
That’s why I need something of you to hold onto
To remember you by
You’re all that I need
You’re all that I need
In this shuffling around,
All I want is your straight up presence
With all of these cold deals going down,
All I want is your warming presence
With all of this dirty gold to be found,
All I want is your pure and honest presence
With all of this loneliness going ‘round,
All I want is a bit of your presence
The Great Amen
Sing it, so all can hear you, brother
Sister, sing it where you stand
Sing it, so our world won’t falter
Sing it, while we still can
We came out of the water
Each held in Truth’s hand
We went into the fire
Looking for Her Great Amen
Sing it, so all can hear you, brother
Sister, sing it where you stand
Sing it, so our world won’t falter
Sing it as long as you can
The Great Amen
We ventured out of our blind comfort
Looking for that Love of each grain of sand
We yearned for that new life yonder
To wrap our arms around Her Great Amen
Her Great Amen
Her Great Amen
Sing it, so all can hear you, brother
Sister, sing it where you stand
Sing it, so our world won’t falter
Sing it as long as you can
The Great Amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen, amen, amen
Amen
Sing it, so all can hear you, brother
Sister, sing it where you stand
Sing it, so our world won’t falter
Sing it as long as you can
The Great Amen
Amen,
Amen.