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Bedroom Demos- Vol. 35

by Terry Scott Taylor

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1. Here I Am from the album Doppelgänger Words and Music by Terry Taylor ©1983 Twitchen Vibes/ Paragon Music Corp. ASCAP Here I am, here I am, driving to the studio with all of our equipment Here I am, here I am, singing in the microphone while the tape is rolling Here I am, here I am, at the photo session smiling at the camera There you are, there you are, getting out your money, purchasing the record Here we are, here we are, by way of stereo making minimal contact Is this a substitute, is this me Well I can't see you and I'm out of your reach Here I am (I'm crying) Here I am, here I am, attending Sunday service (it's crowded so I watch it on the TV in the foyer) Here I am, here I am, going to the altar (could this be you next to me?) Here I am, here I am, getting out my money to buy tonight's cassette There you are, there you are, getting out your camera taking photos for the bulletin There you are, there you are, developing the pictures (Is that me there in the crowd?) You want an autograph, what is your need? Mine is for you to know that I really bleed Here we are (we're crying) Moving about in our own exclusive spheres We touch not, we are not even near Here I am, here I am, ahhh Here I am, here I am, there you are, there you are Here I am, here I am, there you are, there you are Here I am, here I am, there you are, there you are Here I am, here I am, there you are, there you are Here I am, here I am, I'm reading a letter that says you like my record
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2. A Certain Love from the Lost Dogs album Real Men Cry Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor ©2001 I took a drink from a long dark night, then drunk on doubt I cursed the light But there's a certain love that I seem to recall, here when I rise, here when I fall. I had a dream but it fell apart, a trusted friend who broke my heart. But there's a certain love that I seem to recall, here when I rise, here when I fall. Dressed in rags and riches, it dances over the fallen bridges Along the gutters and down the ditches, across the valleys and mountain ridges Certain love I built a house but the ground was sand, the rains came down and it could not stand But there's a certain love when you've lost it all, here when we rise, here when we fall It's a certain love that I seem to recall, here when I rise, here when we fall
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3. Small Great Things from the album Mr. Buechner's Dream Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor ©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI She cast her drag net Out on the ocean Pulled out a debt And a sinking dream All she had left was Her devotion And heaven knows thats everything He staggered blind up To the altar And left a cup filled with a Drunkards faith In their disguises They pass each other The Saviors eyes In a foreign face Chorus: No they aren't walking On the water They aren't wearing their angels wings Wayward sons and fragile daughters A touch of faith enough for Small great things They're unaware they Moved a mountain With fumbled prayers and Their bloodied knees God's ruined hands, They've read about them They've never touched them But they still believe No they aren't winning every battle Life is tough and death Still it stings Doubt comes on and Faith is fragile Just a touch enough for Small great things No they aren't walking On the water They aren't wearing their angels wings Wayward sons and fragile daughters A touch of faith enough for Small great things
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4. William Blake from the album Vox Humana Words and Music by Terry Taylor Arrangement by Terry Taylor and Tim Chandler ©1984 Twitchen Vibes Music (ASCAP) Tyger, tyger burning bright In deep forests of the night And little lamb you are a light That is burning in one Child tonight 1: Who felt it so? Who wrote it down? Who lifts my soul? Who wears the crown? 2: Sleep, William Blake All is well There's a marriage up in heaven tonight There's a fire in hell 3: You were not mad I know time will tell William Blake The wild wind's weeping, the night grows cold The child is sleeping, the man grows old The seed is dying, the child unfolds And he walks upon the streets of gold Who is the child? Who is the man? Who makes me smile? Who loves the lamb? Repeat 2 and 3 Sighing lovers sleep and dream Upon the wind the music floats The piper pipes at gates of dawn And draws us on to starry boats Repeat 1, 2 and 3
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A Humble Man Rises from the Swirling Eddies' album The Midget, The Speck and the Molecule Words & music by Terry Scott Taylor ©2007 Shape Of Air Music (bmi) the humble man rises to a new low the humble man rises to a new low the humble man rises, full of surprises and cuts a dashing figure on the rocks below i'm gonna love you in spite of yourself i'm gonna love you in spite of myself can you love me too just like i love you all in spite of ourselves? a tough guy immune to the elements a mad jackal's running with the elephants hating god and man just for the hell of it i'm a pervert with the dreams of a celibate and time just mutilates me more yeah time just mutilates me more yeah it helps me shed my skin and the shape i'm in is better than it's ever been before a humble man rises to a new low a humble man rises to a new low nothing is ending, it's all beginning when he cuts a dashing figure on the rocks below score another crushing defeat it's just another crushing defeat sweeping you off your feet you're stronger and you're strongest when your knees are weak you might sing: holy holy holy Lord God Almighty holy holy holy Lord God Almighty holy holy holy Lord God Almighty holy holy holy and time just mutilates me more yeah time just mutilates me more yeah it helps me shed my skin and the shape i'm in is better than it's ever been before the humble man rises to a new low the humble man rises to a new low the humble man rises, full of surprises and cuts a dashing figure on the rocks below
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Shadow Catcher from the DA album Fearful Symmetry Words by Terry Taylor Music by Terry Taylor and Tim Chandler ©1986 Broken Songs (ASCAP) His eyes, make pictures when they close He follows, pure breezes where they blow The earth and ocean seem to sleep In one another's arms and dream He does not fear this haunted keep But swims the shimmery boundless stream Chorus: Shadow catcher Shadow catcher Shadow catcher His hands, turn shadows into gold Three wonders, the spirit wind unfolds Shapes that haunt thought's wilderness These are the world's rejected guests Glass darkly shades the final rest Still He will surely past this test (Chorus) Here the wind will sigh and weep And all the world is drowned in sleep Yet His eyes do watch and keep And the Spirit guides his feet, shadow He prays, the Lamb of God descends He seeks, a kingdom without end Comes the hour of his distress When temptations do oppress But each sin he does confess Embracing now his Unseen Guest Shadow catcher
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Hell Oh from the Swirling Eddies' album Outdoor Elvis Words and Music by Camarillo Eddy (TST) ©1989 Broken Songs hell oh is anyone here? you don't get the picture hell glows bright and clear and i'm just a cynic talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher i'm bringin' ants to your picnic they're feeding on a dead man's bones count down to tribulation, oh oh, oh, oh hell oh isn't it clear? have i failed to tell you heaven is oh so near there once was a cynic talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher i'm the bee at your picnic who stung you 'till you had to run home count down occupation oh oh, oh, oh, well oh, oh, oh, hell oh is anyone here? you don't get the picture hell glows bright and clear and i'm just a cynic talkin' 'bout a white bleached sepulcher bringin' ants to your picnic they're feeding on a dead man's bones count down to salvation, oh oh, oh, oh hello? is anyone here? hello? is anyone here?
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The Jesus Prayer words: an ancient orthodox prayer music: Terry Scott Taylor Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on us. Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.

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released December 4, 2020

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