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For The Sake of Oil
05:00
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Rainbow stains on each grain of sand
Blackened oil on the palm of my hand
Heron trapped in a pool of black slime
Bellies of fish rise up from the brine
All…. for the sake of oil
“Deep Water Horizon”: Eleven lost their lives
Never to return to their families and wives
Working on a platform brazened and bold
Dig deeper to find illusive black gold
All….for the sake of oil
Spew greed and madness from the ground
Into blue innocence of oceans around
Corporate blame jugglers in media space
Watch them wipe heron’s egg off their face!
All……for the sake of oil
Will this lesson stop when they capped the hole?
Another forgotten moment for the world to behold
It rots with fish corpses and environmental spoil
All that we do for the sake of oil……
All……for the sake of oil
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2. |
Rollin' To Surrender
03:13
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I talked to Jesus
The Buddha too
Dali Lama and Shiva
Asked them what to do
To find the answer
To life’s uncertainty
It’s not what you do, they said…
But just let it be…
Just rollin’ to surrender….
The only way to find out
Is when you let go
Of all that binds you
To this earthly show
The kingdom of heaven
Lies deep within
It’s not about possessions/Hell
It’s not about Sin….
Just rollin’ to surrender….
By moving your mind to higher ground
That is where pure love will be found
Roll the energy that’s blocked from within
Open up so you can begin again…
There is no secret
No hidden way
It’s always been with you
Since your birth day
The more you let go
The more you’ll get to see
Just how precious life is
By letting it be…
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3. |
Adams River Run
04:21
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We’ve spent years in the ocean
From this river we did come
We fought against misfortune
With odds against returning home
Run Sockeye Salmon
Siblings of the Sea
Hear the mystic calling you
Where you need to be
Coming Home to the Adams River Run
Eagle flies through the cedars
Landing at the rivers shore
Manna given to the taker
Celebration as he soars
It’s always been the same here
In rhythm with the setting sun
Nature calls us home again
To the Adams River Run
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Tree of Life
03:37
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THE HEART THAT IS IN YOUR LAND
Love….Peace…
these are what I hold
In the palm of my outstretched hand
World ….
Take ….
and then you will behold
The heart that is in your land
Pain…..Hate….
Will soon pass away to love once more in man
So try, please, to understand
The heart that is in your land
Sun….Light…..
Reflects onto green like crystals amongst jade
Earth …Moves….
it’s breath amongst the fields
A lover whose heart cannot wait
Pain…..Hate….
Will soon pass away to love once more in man
So try, please, to understand
The heart that is in your land
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6. |
Mind Your Forests
03:14
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Chain saw starts to gnaw
As the ax breaks into bark
Eight hundred rings of life lines
Death rows by red mark
The ancestral old growth
Keeps the sacred charm
Holds onto our history
Through this age of harm
Some day you’re going to look around
And see them taken from the ground
With every breath we owe to a tree
Please let them go, let them be
Touch the past in Cathedral Grove
Pioneers under fairy moss
Rekindled old spirits
That may be forever lost
Yield the ancient wisdom
Of these hundreds of years
Stop the mindless cutting
In the wake of many tears
Some day you’re going to look around
And see them taken from the ground
With every breath we owe to a tree
Please let them go, let them be
Mind your forests…
Save the old Ones….
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7. |
Turn This Car Around
04:04
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I’ve driven to debt filled oblivion
With attractive credit card rates
Blamed the greed on the markets
“Brokers made mistakes.”
I’ve driven past the empty houses
Empty shells in this game of chance,
“No more chips in the poker bowl, baby”
Nobody around left to dance.
I got to turn this car around …..
Greed is fuel for this vehicle.
Wanting more than I can afford
Under illusion and the maya,
My worth is based on what I hoard.
It’s not things that make me happy
What is happiness anyway?
Thought I was “better than the Jones” -
Is the lie that leads to decay.
I got to turn this car around …..
Drive towards the empty chasm,
Lenders will not help me survive.
So I wake up from this financial coma,
Realize to myself how much I’ve lied.
But the Universe will forgive me
As I forgive myself as well
Now I know power is not in Wall St.
I’ll drive away from this hell.
I got to turn this car around …..
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8. |
The Door To Bethlehem
05:16
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He sits cross legged near the street open to you
An open hand for those he meets
Desperate eyes glance at the silver quarters
He says, “Bless you sire, have a good week”
Ragged old man slumps from a drinking binge
Laying on a bench beside a syringe
He’s taken away before the next bus comes in,
Never to be seen again.
Where is your Bethlehem?
Look and search my dear friends
Then you’ll see it slowly
The door to Bethlehem
She enters the shelter in the midst of night
Her blanket wrapped children are full of fright
She can’t explain to them why they are there
They just know it’s not right
A young woman is pushed to the ground
While everyone else looks around
She wanted to take what she thought she needed
Then the items were found
Where is your Bethlehem?
Look and search my dear friends
Then you’ll see it slowly
The door to Bethlehem
This door is open to everyone
Regardless of what you’ve been or done
Enter knowing that with al of creation
You are one.
Where is your Bethlehem?
Look and search my dear friends
Then you’ll see it slowly
The door to Bethlehem
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I feel my life, its passion
I feel my life, its pain
My bones need to be broken
To be healed by you again
I look to the West Coast
For my life to be revealed
A part of who I am is out there
This truth cannot be concealed
Chorus
I search for the answers
As they float gracefully by
The peace that they will offer
The truth outshines the lie
I see the storm before me
Its one I cannot escape
I’ve come to far to turn back now
The cost of the journey to great
There’s still light in the forest
Even though night has come
You can see one foot before the other
And that’s enough, till the journey’s done
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10. |
Embassy
03:37
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One warm summer night looking for somewhere to be
I was approached by the Sergeant Major he was recruiting at the PNE.
He said, “Would you like to join, man. And become part of a peace keeping War.”
I said, “No thanks, Sarge, I’m just a guy playing blues door to door”
He replied, “You’re not to old buddy – you can fight till your fifty five
It’ll make you feel good, there’s a pension, it’ll make you feel young and alive.”
They want to take me and send me away
And put me in a place where I can play
In a blues band
In Afghanistan
“You can join up and we’ll put you in a band as soon as you can shoot a gun.
Marching in the heat and playing your blues at night doesn’t that sound like fun?”
Chorus
“You’re a peacemaker”, he said, “whether you’ve got a guitar or a gun.
It’s all the same over there; it’s about playing out the game until you’re done.”
“Done when?” I asked, “Winning what game and making peace for who?
I’ve learned along time ago, Sarge, music doesn’t hide what you feel or do!”
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Glenn Chatten Vancouver, British Columbia
Glenn Chatten is an established, highly respected singer-songwriter who moved from the hustle and bustle of Vancouver to the quiet of Whitehorse, Yukon. He is a uniquely phenomenal finger-style acoustic guitarist, touring Canadian performer, producer, and recording artist. In 2017, Chatten was nominated for a Canadian Folk Music Award in the category of Instrumental Soloist of the Year. ... more
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