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The Big C
04:14
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The Big C
Grand kids bouncing on my knee
Something that will never be.
Morning walks to look at bugs,
From out of nowhere random hugs,
These things not meant to be
diagnosed with the Big C.
All those years I worked to toil
hoping for youngsters I could spoil.
Frowns and giggles and smiles of joy
a little girl or a little boy.
These things not meant to be
diagnosed with the Big C.
There will be no pictures of us together,
but I’ll be there just the same,
I’ll hear the squeals of joy and laughter
Up on a cloud in the Hereafter.
Got some kids,
maybe they ought to get busy.
I’m lightheaded and feeling dizzy,
there are things I’m not meant to see
I was diagnosed with the Big C.
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2. |
My Cancer Went Away
01:44
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It went away
My cancer went away
That was the dream I dreamed today
My cancer went away
I am no longer ill
A voice said to me so still
I won't have roll the rock up that hill
I am no longer ill
I cried today
it was just a dream
So real as night turns to day
I cried today
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3. |
In These Walls
04:41
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In these Walls
In these walls of sadness
In these walls of despair
In these walls of sickness
where I have no air
Someday I will be free
Someday I will be free
You won't have to pity me
Someday I will be free
Some days I don't want to rise from my bed
Some days I just want to live in my head
I don't want to know the future
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4. |
Guide Star
03:32
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Guide Star
You are my guide star
keep me from wandering too far
away
every day
you see that everything is done
You are my guide star
You are my compass facing north
all the love you bring forth
to me
You set me free
and give me life
my beautiful wife
You are my guide star
chorus:
Guiding star goddess of night
Your knowing smile is my delight
There's a galaxy where we can fly to
and be free
I need you now just to hold me.
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Short changed by circumstance
Robbed of substantive hope
Each day merges with the next as
observed from the end of a rope.
Carjacked of empathy
Riding out the pain of a day
Surely this is the foulest insult
that's ever come my way.
Can someone tell me what day it is?
Does anyone know the time?
Is there someone I can have arrested
for perpetrating this crime?
Looking for victims and goats
They all left in their little boats
On the horizon the storm clouds loom
It's like being alone in crowded room.
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6. |
Things that Matter
02:49
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7. |
It Went Away Reprise
05:38
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Guitars/Vocals- Russ
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Russ Van Rooy Bisbee, Arizona
Melodic soundscapes, psychedelic rock guitar rave-ups, and acoustic folk rock songs popular on other planets. The "Ed Wood" of low-fi indy music
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