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Simple Series
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- Stripped-down, raw, and rootsy material–-usually two voices and two instruments only. These “singles” are part of an open-ended series of recordings (not an album, technically) that allows us to focus on the essentials of a song and be present to one song at a time. Selections are often live recordings of songs that may appear on upcoming production releases.
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released 28 March 2009
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- Track Name: #01 Your Glory Falls
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Your Glory Falls
(inspired by psalm 19)
well the burning sun
like a desperate soul
blazes morning
into the weary cold
then the clouds move in
when the winds arise
and shake with thunder
like our broken lives
with creation we sing to the eternal love
whose stars are shining in our eyes
there’s no place you hide
the aching of your heart at all
your glory falls on me
let it flow, let it consume me
your glory falls on me
and my fallen ways o they don’t rule me
your glory falls on me
until i’m gone and you flow through me
well the spotlight moon
on the quaker leaves
and their trembling dance
on the evening breeze
and the river sings
when the rainbow starts
to rise in dark skies
like our healing hearts
- Track Name: #02 Whisper Your Love
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when I'm small
when I'm helpless
when I'm scared to leave the place where I hide
when my head is loud but full of nothing
o how I need the sound of your voice
every time I cry
help me remember
your love is so great you lift up my heavy heart
you break off the ropes that burn my skin
your love is so great you set me in open fields
you whisper your love you whisper your love
when I'm small
when I'm helpless
when I've believed all the lies I've been told
when I'm tangled up in lesser loves
o how I need the strength of your touch
- Track Name: #03 Mud Song
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isn't it just like you to invite me into a warm bed
isn't it just like you to stroke my hair as I fall asleep
Father you made me yours
found my orphan heart and brought it home
and I'm safe here and I sing
isn't it just like you to make a slave into your daughter
isn't it just like you to make wine out of dirty water
i used to live in chains
my wounds bled to the ground
my bed was out in the rain
my hair in knots and soaked in mud
but you took my hand
and you led me in
and you combed my hair
you kissed my skin
and you gave me food
and you made me yours
you made me yours
you made me yours