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New Vision
03:01
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New Vision
Daniel Senie © 2016
Cast aside your deepest fears
The worries of your mind
The universe will reveal
A path for you to find
As we try to organize
The burdens of our lives
Set aside the time to seek
The wisdom of the light
So laugh together every day
Though there may be sorrow
Only love will show the way
To a bright tomorrow
Let go your cares and listen
To the voices of the trees
Lift your arms like branches
Reaching for a gentle breeze
When we build walls 'round ourselves
Let them not become a prison
Open doors and windows wide
Peace and joy your new vision
So laugh together every day
Though there may be sorrow
Only love will show the way
To a bright tomorrow
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Old Cabin
03:30
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I’ll visit old dreams again
Of imagined places seen before
Take a walk there with new friends
And visit those who have gone before
I walk along a narrow, muddy track
Grass grows up the middle, not used any more
This old cabin’s owner’s not coming back
Through the mist of time I find its door
This old cabin yearns for company
For the feel of little feet upon its floors
In the cold winter without its family
Waiting for a friendly knock upon the door
The cabin watches over the trees
Guards the unkept yard and rocky soil
Listens to the sounds upon the breeze
And dreams of when its builder once did toil
In the back yard is a rock with piled stones
Marks the place where ashes were laid to rest
Now its master has left it all alone
The cabin guides him on his spirit quest
The children have all moved away
They come to visit when they get the chance
The old cabin wishes they would stay
Wishes to feel little feet dance
Will there even be another generation?
Will new children come and run and play?
The old cabin doesn’t want to be forgotten
Will someone come and stay another day?
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Sixty-Eight
03:21
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Small town life, Berkshire hills
World outside my windowsill
A quiet life, young and carefree
Just school and books, afternoon TV
All that changed in sixty eight
World got smaller, filled with hate
Shots rang out in Memphis town
Martin Luther King, dead on the ground
Heard my mother moan, my daddy weep
Me, I cried myself to sleep
Could there ever be peace again?
The world outside came crashing in
Big signs on each front lawn
Battle lines were clearly drawn
Shots rang out, west coast hotel
Bobby Kennedy was dead as well
The TV, it was black and white
Watched it from afternoon ’til night
Saturdays we’d watch cartoons
But there were body counts on the evening news
It was long ago, but like yesterday
Innocence was swept away
The images seared in my brain
A world of fear and pain
December nineteen sixty eight
Apollo Eight blasted into space
George Low sent them 'round the moon
Earth-rise image, filled the room
My parents cried, I did too
Finally some happy news
A year of pain, a year of hate
Apollo Eight saved sixty eight
It was Christmas day.
A telegram from a stranger read:
Apollo Eight saved sixty eight
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Grateful
03:06
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I’m grateful for my fingers that shape the notes and chords
Grateful for the melodies that are their own reward
I’m grateful for my partner, making music as we do
And grateful for the chance to sing and play for you
It all started with a dream, a vision in the night
Came to me as my father’s spirit took to flight
Flowing words like waterfalls tumbled through my pen
When I thought it was done that river flowed again
The to need sing was strong, to share and to heal
And so I set off to learn, set fingers to the steel
Bought my first guitar, learned to make it ring
Hours disappeared as my heart began to sing
I’m grateful for my fingers that shape the notes and chords
Grateful for the melodies that are their own reward
I’m grateful for my partner, making music as we do
And grateful for the chance to sing and play for you
And now ten years have passed, fingers dancing still
From my dreams the melodies flow forth when they will
What started in sadness, a dream and then a song
Revealed to me a calling to share my whole life long
A heavy cost paid in tears, no remorse and no regret
Still I hear your voice, know I’m not done yet
Grateful for my fingers that shape the notes and chords
Grateful for the melodies that are their own reward
I’m grateful for my partner, making music as we do
And grateful for the chance to sing and play for you
Yes, I’m grateful for the chance to sing and play for you
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Come Again Another Day
03:38
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Hello, Melissa! Kind of you to come today
Delighted to see my granddaughter, I know you can’t stay
I remember when you were born, your mother’s exhausted pride
Now I hear that soon you will be a blushing bride
Enjoy your wedding day, songs you sing and games you play
Stories you can tell to your own grandkids someday
You are so dear to me! Can I pour you a cup of tea?
Come again another day
Hello, young lady! Kind of you to come today
You look so much like my daughter, could I convince you to stay?
I remember my daughter’s birth; she was such a vivacious girl
Do you know where she is living now? My mind is such a whirl
I remember her fifth birthday, songs she sang and games she played
I hope she’ll have kids of her very own someday
She is so dear to me! Can I pour you a cup of tea?
Come again another day
Hello, young lady! Kind of you to come today
Have we met before? I feel I should ask you to stay
I really can’t remember much; you have such a friendly face
Could I ask a simple question? Do you live in this place?
I remember my fourth birthday, songs I sang and games I played
I’m afraid that’s all I can remember today
You are so good to me! Can I pour you a cup of tea?
Come again another day
Hello, young lady! Kind of you to come today
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Harvest Time
03:20
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Harvest Time
Daniel Senie © October 2014
Crisp new England air on an autumn morning
Songbirds at the feeder greet sunrise as they sing
Leaves begin to fade in colors bright and bold
Whispers on the wind, another year grows old
The passing of the seasons, summer into fall
Soon enough winter winds will sound their siren call
The years pass too quickly, and yet we can't complain
Come next year, we’ll be right here, rejoicing again
So set the table, light the candles, it's harvest time once more
Sunny days, chilly nights, wind knocks at the door
Apple pie from the oven, sure to delight
Celebrate this bounty in autumn's fading light
Clouds soar overhead through gently swaying trees
In this time of dreams and joyful memories
The firewood is stacked, and the peaches have been canned
Working hand in hand, in concert with the land
So set the table, light the candles, it's harvest time once more
Sunny days, chilly nights, wind knocks at the door
Apple pie from the oven, sure to delight
Celebrate this bounty in autumn’s fading light
Harvest time is bittersweet; we cannot help but sigh
Another trip around the sun, days are passing by
As we settle into winter and cold winds start to blow
We’ll think about next season and the crops that we will grow
There's taters in the cellar and wheat to see us through
The kale will winter over, 'til springtime skies turn blue
So set the table, light the candles, it's harvest time once more
Sunny days, chilly nights, wind knocks at the door
Apple pie from the oven, sure to delight
Celebrate this bounty in autumn’s fading light
Celebrate together on this joyful night
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Footsteps
03:32
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Fifty years ago there were marchers in the streets
On that Memphis night a journey incomplete
Left behind a legacy, stand up for what’s right
Challenged us to carry on, marching to the light
They tried to kill the dream, dreams live forever
Reborn into children with nothing left to fear
Passed on as spirit that can never die
History chooses you. This is your time
In the footsteps of Ghandi and Martin Luther King,
In the darkest hours the chimes of freedom ring
Speaking truth to power, showing us the way
We look to you to lead to a bright new day
Lean on one another when your strength wears thin
It's not a fight you asked for, it's one we must win
It falls on you speak for your absent friends
Long past time we declared, "never again"
In the footsteps of Ghandi and Martin Luther King,
In the darkest hours the chimes of freedom ring
Speaking truth to power, showing us the way
We look to you to lead to a bright new day
Nothing in your life will ever ease the pain
Turn sadness into strength and rise again
Reach out with hope to any who will hear
Love is the power that will conquer fear
In the footsteps of Ghandi and Martin Luther King,
In the darkest hours the chimes of freedom ring
Speaking truth to power, showing us the way
We look to you to lead to a bright new day
Speaking truth to power, never turning away
We look to you to lead to bright new day
Speaking truth to power, never turning away
This is the start of a bright new day
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Polaris
01:39
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Pictures On The Wall
02:33
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Her name was Melody; that’s all they told to me
When I first asked about her picture
The story of her end was a lot to comprehend
This mystery girl who would have been my sister
So many others loved her; she’s a stranger to me
Though I witness their pain, to me she’ll always be
Just a picture on the wall
And then there’s Rachael – she’s my mom
She was practical, and calm
And healthy as a horse, until the end
It broke my heart the day I was told she passed away
A world without her I could not comprehend
Her death rocked my foundation, shook me to the core
Though I no longer have her with me,
To me she’s so much more
Than just a picture on a wall
Why do we keep pictures after someone’s gone?
Why do we need to connect when they depart?
I find myself looking at each portrait, eye to eye
It helps me keep them in my heart
Their names are Richard, Jake, and Jerry, Terence, Bill, and Terry
I watched their online postings go by
When they passed beyond this plane the Facebook friendships remained
I cannot bring myself to break this tie
It’s so hard to believe that each of them is gone
But when they show up on my screen the memories carry on
Through their pictures on my wall
I love these pictures on my wall
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Quiet Moments
02:49
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We used to talk by telephone every couple days
A quick hello to tell me about places on the way
But that was then, this is now, don’t know where you are
And the telephone doesn’t reach that far
We used to go for walks along the old dirt road
Autumn leaves changing from green to red and gold
But that was then, this is now, I’m driving your old car
And I don’t think the roads go that far
I miss your voice, miss your touch, miss the smiles that we shared
I miss the way you listened, always seemed to care
Through the years I’ve realized those quiet times alone
That’s what it meant to come back home
We used to chat by email in your later days
You’d tell me about treatments and the price you had to pay
But that was then, this is now, you’re just a distant star
And the Internet doesn’t reach that far
Precious times remembered, quiet moments shared
Life is a journey but it isn’t always fair
Everywhere I ramble, every song I sing
Reminds me of those days and simple things
I miss your voice, miss your touch, miss the smiles that we shared
I miss the way you listened, always seemed to care
Through the years I’ve realized those quiet times alone
That’s what it meant to come back home
We used to talk by telephone, every couple days
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There For You
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When the road trips you, brings you down
Turns your smile into a frown
Call me up, I’ll come around
I’ll be there for you
When daylight fades into the night
When the shadows cause you fright
I’ll be there to hold you tight
I’ll be there for you
When you need me I’ll be there
I’m the one who’ll always care
No need to cry or fear
I’ll be there for you
When winter skies turn dark and grey
When the blues won't go away
you can call me any day
I’ll be there for you
When you need me I’ll be there
I’m the one who’ll always care
No need to cry or fear
I’ll be there for you
When we’re old and moving slow
There is something you will know
There will always be that glow
I’ll be there for you
When you need me I’ll be there
I’m the one who’ll always care
No need to cry or fear
I’ll be there for you
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Ramblin' Round
03:18
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Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Been to the east, been to the west
Been to the north, been to the south
Been ramblin’ this whole world 'round
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Been to the mountains, been to the plains
Been to the desert, Seen floods and rain
Been ramblin’ this whole world 'round
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Been to the ocean, and dove right in
Lived in the city, never will again
Been ramblin’ this whole world 'round
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Been singing songs and making friends
Been telling stories now and then
Been ramblin’ this whole world 'round
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
Ramblin’ 'round, ramblin' 'round
Ramblin’ 'round this old world
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Saying Goodbye
02:00
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When it’s time to say goodbye to an old and faithful friend
When she’s gone as far as she can go, and this is the end
We’ll think about the good times, and the places that we’ve seen
As they haul her off to meet her end, now called recycling
Her once fine threads are frayed and wearing thin
And Her sure footing, well it’s dancing ‘round again
Incontinence leaving puddles behind her on the floor
Lost her wipers, hubcaps and fuel filler door
We get attached to our cars
They say a lot about who we are
But when it’s time to say goodbye
We leave them with the used car guy
Or send them to the crusher by and by
I miss my old VW bug
All those vacuum lines, and spark plugs
Heater boxes, carburetor
Fix it yourself and you’ll get there, well, later
Each new car we get, has new gadgets to try
That much more to distract us when our task should be to drive
They have a mind of their own, computers, some use the phone
And a voice in the dashboard, tells you how to get back home
We get attached to our cars
They say a lot about who we are
But when it’s time to say goodbye
We leave them with the used car guy
Or send them to the crusher by and by
Send their souls to that scrap yard in the sky
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Dan & Faith Charlestown, New Hampshire
Dan and Faith are a New Hampshire-based husband and wife singer-songwriter- storyteller duo who describe their music as dream-inspired folk. Daniel Senie (guitar, banjo, harmonica, vocals) and Faith Senie (mandolin, bass guitar, dulcimer, ukulele, vocals) tap into dreams and everyday life in crafting their original songs. They tour across the country sharing their songs and stories from the road. ... more
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