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Are You My Town
06:10
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I’ve always felt like a wandering Jew
I’ve always sort of felt like that’s what I’m supposed to do
I have lived in quite a few towns
Never did know when I got wherever whether I should hang around
Some places might fill a few holes
Some places might believe themselves to be my best or only home
But soon enough, I have to keep on movin’
Once a place gets stale to me I’m obligated to leave again
C: But it’s been so long running in
these old Velcro shoes
So long running through
looking for a place
please just tell me now
before the sun goes down
Are You My Town?
Some people know which town is theirs
They’ve never had to bother asking questions of the air
They might’ve stayed, they might have been born,
they might have been satisfied and never needed nothing more
Some towns were cold, some towns were too cool
Some towns would have been fine if I just hadn’t been in school there
Some towns were soft, some got a little rough
one was too big and way too many were not big enough
C:
B: I don’t regret leaving you that way
I regret not living in you as the man I am today
Do I make sense? Or am I enigmatic?
Lonely as my search is, it has always been romantic
So there you have it
Ever in transit
Could be someday I’ll finally settle down
Maybe someone or somewhere will say “Yes, Eli, I’m your town.”
Maybe it’s here and I’m yours from now on
I promise to be faithful and to miss you after I am gone
C:
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One More Midnight
04:35
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I love this town
Looks like you're coming down
The high that midnight made us feel subsides
The river's nice
The floating bits of ice
I run my hands through your hair and you fold your arms into mine
We hug and we kiss
Here on the bridge
C: Sharing one more midnight
A million miles an hour down Lake Shore Drive
As we take a cab ride home
It's Friday night
The streets and city lights
Are shining just for us it seems to me
The people walk
Right past us as we talk
About our dreams and how we don't have to talk anymore
Snow on the ground
Don't make a sound
C:
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The Wrestler From Cayuga
06:25
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I am a wrestler, I come from Cayuga
I slam the bad guys down
I’ll take a clothesline in elegant fashion
I am the best in town
My family’s always been aching, grieving,
my health’s never been that good
My body’s hurting, been hurting for so long
longer than one this young should
C: Sometimes I move slow
sometimes I stumble
sometimes I don’t feel a thing
But sometimes I fight back
and sometimes I win one
and I can stand tall in the ring
My life’s been troubled, it hasn’t been easy
but I don’t think about what might’ve been
cause when I am onstage, or locked in a steel cage
I find my strength again
If I can’t wrestle, I’ll call the action
if I can’t dance, then I’ll sing.
And if I can’t sing, then I’ll keep on smiling.
And cherish the joy that it brings
C:
I can’t say why, but I just love wrestling
it’s brought me memories in scores
it’s been a big part of me and my life
but I know there’s something more
cause life is for learning and loving and laughter
all of these things I have found
and I am grateful and proud to still say
I’m a wrestler from my hometown
C:
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Iris Pearl Rose
04:30
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She's seventeen
She wants her Facebook post to be seen by him
Because they just broke up
She calls him "he"
She is wishing he'd stop making her cry
And that she could grow up
He's spent the night
Bathing in the light of
The family computer screen
He misses her
Doesn't understand the hurt
In the Facebook post he has seen
Refrain: High school. Amiright?
She yelled at him today
She tried to push him away
But that just makes her miss him more
She knew this would happen
Open yourself up to love
and get your heart thrown to the floor
He wants to make her cry
All those tears in her eyes
Mean that he still matters
R:
He was gonna take her to the prom
Now he's gonna go alone
and he's just gonna be depressed
He graduates in twenty days
He knows she wants to stay away
He knows she knows what's best
He yelled at her on the phone
Having a "night of the soul"
Driving down the main drag
He'd never kissed before
Her hands were safe, her lips were warm
He will prob'ly always want her back
She says "why can't he see?
Why can't other people see what I see?
Why can't he understand?
Why can't he?
Why can't he see who he really is?
I still want him to ask me to dance."
R:
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Watching the World Go By
04:40
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Paris is beautiful this time of year
sitting down here on the Sienne.
The day is done and nearly the year too
and soon the new one will begin.
One arm is holding you, love of my life,
the other one rests on my side.
Though minds are wandering, bodies sit still
as we watch all these people walk by.
Bridge: So much is possible, so much we’ll do
All the clichés, we know they’re true
Chorus: I will never be happier than
when you hold me and look in my eyes
Sitting down here on the Sienne on New Year’s
Watching the world go by
Chicago’s beautiful this time of year
Snow falls and wind blows cold
The lake is frozen I see, happily
and I breathe in and feel my new home
My first year out on my own’s almost done
and I wonder what will the next give.
Maybe job growth and money and more new adventures
and someone to share my life with.
B: So much is possible, so much to see
So many couples walk around me
C: I have never experienced this:
a new city, and thus a, new life
Sitting down here on the lake on New Year’s
Watching the world go by
This little town’s beautiful this time of year
Sitting out here on the porch
Ending the year with cigars and a beer
I’ll probably have a few more.
Thinking about how I’m bored with my life
Nothing goes on in this town.
“Someday I’m going to finally get out”
I say as I suck my beer down
B: So much is possible, all of it scares me
Doing what I’ve always done is so easy
C: If I never get out or move on
then for what will I have lived my life
Sitting down here on the porch on New Year’s
Watching the world go by
The world go by
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Old man down in the factory
Ask him how much longer will he be
And he’ll say “Until I’m done”
Young boy surfing on the side of the beach
Tell him to stop and go get something to eat
“Not yet, there’s still some sun”
And you can hear it from almost anyone
There’s always something more that needs to be done.
And like the young boy surfing on the side of the beach
We’re not gonna stop until the end is reached
So let the grown-ups work and the children play
We’ve still got time cause it’s not yet the end of the day
Street musician playing in the afternoon
He don’t remember words but he can sing the tune
And he will. Just lend your ears.
Teacher in a school stands in front of the room.
He’s looking at the students who will grow up soon
And his only wish is that they hear.
And to be our best we all need someone there
We all need someone to listen and someone to care
And like the teacher standing up in front of the class
We still have yet to see our trials pass
Let the grown-ups grow and the children play
We’ve still got time cause it’s not yet the end of the day
Two kids get married on a summer night
All who they love shower them with light
They are blessed. We know they are.
Young boy sitting on the warm beach
He watches as the sun rises in the east.
He says “I’ve come so far.”
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Eli Van Sickel Indiana
Midwest acoustic folk guitar singer songwriting stuff. I post serious albums and fun experiments/demos on here. Give it a listen?
Eli Van Sickel recommends:
This is the Winter
by Yearbook Committee
A folk supergroup from my home town of Terre Haute, IN. Feel-good and poignant, their music has been heard all over the United States, including at SXSW. Great people, great music.
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A Place Like Home
by Mr. Alec Bowman_Clarke
The new EP from Scottish songwriter Alec Bowman_Clarke goes deep, setting vulnerable lyrics to gentle melodies & stripped-back arrangements.
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I Used To Be Sad & Then I Forgot
by Mr. Alec Bowman_Clarke
Alec Bowman perfectly captures the dark soil under the pastoral world of British folk with this collection of melancholy originals.
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Dec 3, 2013
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The newest release by the classical artist uses harp, guitar, and field recordings to set the tone of the album.
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The Room
by Fabiano do Nascimento & Sam Gendel
featured on Bandcamp Radio Jan 9, 2024
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