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We are okay to go. As our spirits we are sending ourselves on missions never ending, we are okay to go, we are okay to go. Rainbow colors flashing, astral waters splashing, canopy projected, our spirits are protected, we are okay to go, we are…
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You are....experienced!!

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Remember, remember love. That’s all we ever really had.
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Guest said

Great song and feel....really dig the whole thing!!

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the journey begins...
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Guest said

cool!

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A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
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Johnny Stone said

This is good mate I really dig your sound well done

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Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
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Johnny Stone said

Nice one mate cool.

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Featuring Mark Treefrog on Hapi Drum
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Johnny Stone said

Brilliant rythum mate love it.

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When the bombing ends and all that's left is sand and bones and charred remains, what will you think then? Will you call it a win? Or will you lay down and die with all the rest? Its not too late to stop, call this death march to a halt. I promise…
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Johnny Stone said

Great lyrics well done cool track mate

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Featuring Mark Treefrog on Hapi Drum
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Guest said

Woah, someone's got rhythm! Excellent!

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Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
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There be singing-along in this here kitchen!

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A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
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Guest said

Sweet and subtle. Lovely!

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We are okay to go. As our spirits we are sending ourselves on missions never ending, we are okay to go, we are okay to go. Rainbow colors flashing, astral waters splashing, canopy projected, our spirits are protected, we are okay to go, we are…
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Guest said

Ah man! I want to hear this blend in to the previous track and on to the next! Love the way this album is going!

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Remember, remember love. That’s all we ever really had.
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Guest said

Ouch! My poor brittle heart! Such tender vox against an almost chiming bed of sweet music. Magical. Welcome back, Cave Street!

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A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
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Wildgeas Music said

If I put aside Wake Up, My Skin, Blue, Nothin' to Lose, Do, and Funeral Chant, this is my favorite Cave Street Tune.

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Featuring Mark Treefrog on Hapi Drum
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Guest said

Hey, Mark - you got rhythm. Lovely track, Michael.

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Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
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Guest said

I really like this, Michael, vox, clapping, the lot.

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Remember, remember love. That’s all we ever really had.
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another cultural landslide said

Wonderful vocal! w;-)

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Escape!
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Guest said

Really comes alive with earphones.

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Remember, remember love. That’s all we ever really had.
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Guest said

Dreamlike! Nice warm vocal. I love the family sounds.

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A solar flare is the ejaculation of energy from the north pole or the south pole of this super concentrated point which has turned itself into a black hole because it has so much energy that it’s sucking in everything around it at such an exponential…
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Guest said

I wonder if the next to last song in this album had something to do with this song? hehe. Pretty trippy.

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All guitars by my good friend Chris Mitchell. I had a chance to record this while I was in Dallas this past Summer. This is a companion piece to my song Secrets from the "Of Sound Mind" album, my RPM 2009 entry.
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K. SCOT SPARKS 79+intercessions said

...for these sounds and for listening/commenting- thanks. kss

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