1. |
Persephone
04:12
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First met her in the springtime
She was a breath of fresh air
The blossoms started blooming
As soon as she was here
I miss her more than ever
When springtime is far away
The cold November mornings
Are darkest just before the day
Persephone
She's gone but she'll come back to me
It's been a long, long winter
But soon it will be spring
Soon it will be spring
Spring melted into summer
Gentle as an afternoon breeze
Our love was getting stronger
Like roots that anchor the trees
In times of stormy weather
Whether we like it or not
Our love is all that holds us
These roots are all we've got
Persephone
She's gone but she'll come back to me
It's been a long, long winter
But soon it will be spring
Soon it will be
The fall is the hardest of all
Because I know she's leaving soon
The leaves start to crumble and weep
Leaving me staring at the naked moon
And the air is getting colder
When she's gone I long to hold her
Persephone
She's gone but she'll come back to me
It's been a long, long winter
But soon it will be spring
Soon it will be spring
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The bird and the butterfly
Frame my peripheral vision
As I lie on my back, at the top of a hill
Perfectly still
And right there beside me
Lies my brand new acquaintance
What is she thinking
She seems like a free spirit
I like a girl with flowers in her hair
The butterfly is black and gold
Not a care in the world, unafraid of the dancing breese
The robin seems terrified
In contrast
Barely moving at all, quite convinced that nobody sees
I see
I need a free spirit
I want a girl with flowers in her hair
Will she dance like the butterfly
Or make like the robin and refuse to take the air
We haven't moved in half an hour
But my hand is in hers, we don't need any words
What is she thinking
I sit up to look in her eyes
Which startles the bird, it takes flight at last
At last
I need a free spirit
I like a girl with flowers in her hair
Will she dance like the butterfly
Or make like the robin and refuse to take the air
I don't mean to startle you
But I do want you to fly
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3. |
Hit It Hard
03:49
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Work all day, sleep all night
Wake up in the morning, got to get my money right
Got to get it, got to hit it hard
(x2)
Well, you better get it, better hit it, better get it, better hit it hard
Until you're so tired that you say, "Oh my Lord!"
Work all day, sleep all night
Wake up in the morning, got to get my money right
Got to get it, got to hit it hard
Work all night, sleep all day
You can do that too, it's another way
For you to get it, if you hit it hard
(x2)
Well, you better get it, better hit it, better get it, better hit it hard
Until you're so tired that you say, "Oh my Lord!"
Work all night, sleep all day
You can do that too, it's another way
For you to get it, if you hit it hard
Sometimes one, sometimes two
Sometimes it takes three months for me to get to you
But girl I'm gonna get it, I'm gonna hit it hard
(x2)
Well, you better get it, better hit it, better get it, better hit it hard
Until you're so tired that you say, "Oh my Lord!"
Sometimes one, sometimes two
Sometimes it takes three months for me to get to you
But girl I'm gonna get it, I'm gonna hit it hard
I'm gonna hit it, but first I've got to get it hard
I'm gonna get it, mmm I'm gonna hit it hard
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4. |
Cease Fire
04:53
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I don't have time
For your Joan-of-Arcs and Bonapartes and
Soldiers long since dead
Once the battle raged, but at this stage it's
All up in your head
And though I try
To forget the past, you make it last when
You come back for more
You start calling names and playing games, but
I've been keeping score
I'm tired of keeping score
Throw down your arms and armor
Let's call a cease fire
No one's getting any younger
Let's call a cease fire
Please, baby please, I feel like I'm dying
I know that we could make it if we'd just keep trying
Throw down your arms and armor
Let's call a cease fire
Remember when
We used to laugh and play, and you might say we
Fit just like a glove
Now our hearts are worn, and the seams are torn
We're falling out of love
But if we try
We could make amends, we'll still be friends
It's no one's fault at all
I'll apologize if you'll realize
That you drive me up the wall
Baby, it's your call
[Chorus]
They say history is written by the winners
And in war everyone's a sinner
When it comes to love you know we're all beginners
And so I hope that we can make this thing right
And I know how
We could start again, make art again in
Perfect harmony
We'll work out the kinks if you'll stop and think and
Speak your mind to me
But please don't try
Weaponizing guilt until blood is spilt and
We part ways for good
Babe, I love you so, and I think you know
We're both misunderstood
Let's do this like we should
[Chorus]
Let's call a cease fire
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5. |
Procrastinator's Blues
04:58
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My bills are all late
I haven't paid my taxes yet
Might as well wait
Sit back and relax a bit
Life is short
I'm just trying to make the most of it
I've got them procrastinator's blues
Why do today
What could be done tomorrow
There's no rush to pay
So there's no need to borrow
I think I'll stay
Way down here in the hollow
I've got them procrastinator's blues
[Chorus]
Ooh, I'll do it later
Ooh, I'll do it later
Right now I've got other things in mind
Ooh, I'll do it later
Ooh, I'll do it later
Right now I've got other things in mind
I've got them procrastinator's blues
I might read a book
Or watch my favorite show
I'll just take a look
Only ten episodes to go
I'm feeling shook
So I think I'll take it slow
I've got them procrastinator's blues
[Chorus]
There was another verse
And I remembered all the words
It was a burst of brilliance
Like you've never heard
But it's not done
I've got them procrastinator's blues
[Chorus] x2
I've got them procrastinator's blues
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6. |
One Last Prayer
04:26
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I
Let me wait, my dear:
One more day:
Let me linger near,
Let me stay.
Do not bar the gate
Or draw the blind
Or lock the door that yields,
Dear. ... be kind.
II
I have only you beneath the skies
To rest my eyes
From the cruel green of the fields
And the cold white seas
And the weary hills
And the naked trees.
I have known the hundred ills
Of the hated wars. ...
Do not close the blind
Or draw the bars.
I have only you beneath the stars.
Dear, be kind!
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7. |
Angle
04:27
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Oh I never can predict
The angle of the rain
If I lean my umbrella
The direction seems to change
Try to keep myself protected
But I always try in vain
Oh I never can predict
The angle of the rain
The angle of the rain
Oh I never can predict
What time the train will come
Seems I always miss by seconds
End up sucking on my thumb
Standing on that open platform
In the winter makes me numb
Oh I never can predict
What time the train will come
What time the train will come
Oh I never can expect
The mood I'll find you in
Will I be your ray of sunshine
Or get underneath your skin
Gamble on your disposition
But I know that I can't win
Oh I never can predict
The mood I'll find you in
The mood that you'll be in
Though the platform may be chilly
And my clothing might get wet
And I haven't found the secret
To your body language yet
Someday I'll have all the answers
And I'll always catch the train
But still I never can predict
The angle of the rain
The angle of the rain
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8. |
Up Up and Away
06:27
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9. |
Send Me the Recipe
05:06
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[Chorus]
Hey baby! Hey baby!
You're cooking something good
Hey baby! Hey baby!
You know it's understood
I want you to send me
Send me
The recipe
[V1]
Now I was minding my own business
The other afternoon
When a lovely new aroma came
A-wafting in the room
I could swear I smelled some garlic
Or some other spice
I wasn't really sure but it seemed so very nice
So I called out to my lover
And I asked if she would tell me
"What's that thing you're cooking?
'Cuz I like the way it smell"
[Chorus]
[V2)
She said, "I think I found it in the New York Times?
Or maybe it was something I found online..."
I said, "Wherever you found it,
It's a very nice mix,
The way the flavors blend makes me
Want to get my fix
I hope you made a lot of it,
A very large amount, but
As long as I'm with you
It's the company that counts."
[Chorus]
[V3]
Now I'm an independent man
I can cook for myself.
I don't need to make a dinner from a box upon the shelf
I can mix all the ingredients and
Follow all the steps
But the way you work your magic, girl,
I can only guess
I need that extra special flavor
That only you provide
I need you girl,
To make me feel good inside
[Chorus]
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10. |
Photosynthesis
03:49
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When first we met I knew there was something there
Electric tension crackling through the air
Caught by surprise, I tried not to stare
But that didn't work for long
We let the day unfold and take its course
Still felt that pull, that strong magnetic force
I knew I had to tap into the source
Because it seemed so strong
Ooooh
Before we met I was a simple fool
Relationships burned up like fossil fuel
Even the best of them would still pollute
Leaving poisoned ground
And as we deepen I'm still trying to find
The source of all your power, your supply
I wish that I could photosynthesize
Whenever you're around
What if we fed off the sun?
Joy funneled down
Straight to the blood
Turn on the light
Trees and flowers know
That you've got to take it slow
If you want to make it grow
Can't get power from below
(That's why I'm wondering)
What if we fed off the sun?
Joy funneled down
Straight to the blood
Turn on the light
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Rob Flax Boston, Massachusetts
“Rob’s unique blend of ancient and modern brings the violin into the 21st century with a dazzling array of digital
technology seamlessly mated to the traditional world of wood, gut, and bone.” —Stuart Rosenberg, WMFT
Rob Flax is a multi-instrumentalist, composer, and educator with a playful heart and an open mind. Based in Boston, MA. Life motto: "Continuous Outward Growth In All Directions"
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