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Here Comes The Night
02:47
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1. Here Comes the Night
words and music: Bert Berns
Whoa, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa, whoa yeah
I could see right out my window
Walkin’ down the street, my girl
With another guy
His arms around her like it use to be with me
Oh, it makes me want to die
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa whoa whoa, yeah
There they go,
It’s funny how they look so good together
Wonder what is wrong with me?
Why can’t I accept the fact she’s chosen him
And simply let them be?
Whoa, whoa, woah
Well, here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah
She's with him, she’s turning down the lights
And now he’s holding her the way I use to do
I could see her closing her eyes
And telling him lies
Exactly like she told me too
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Here it comes
Here comes the night
Here comes the night
Here comes the night….
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Into The Gorge
03:39
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Sometime back, here on Patreon, I initiated what I intend to be a series of instrumentals composed as celebratory odes to The Pacific Northwest. I launched the song cycle with the composition “Columbia River Moon.” “Into The Gorge” continues the saga.
The Columbia River Gorge is a canyon stretching over eighty miles, with depths up to 4,000 feet deep. The Columbia serves as the boundary between the state of Washington to the north and Oregon to the south, and it furnishes the only navigable route through the Cascades as well as being the only water connection between the Columbia Plateau and The Pacific Ocean. Today it is a popular destination for hiking, sightseeing, fishing, and water sports.
The Gorge has supported human habitation for over 13,000 years, and among those having traveled through it were Native Americans on their way to trade at Celilo Pass, and the Lewis and Clark expedition (1805), who used it as a route to the Pacific. The song imagines the first travels through this place of stunning vistas, inspiring waterfalls, wildflowers, and a variety of plants and animals.
Joining me in creating the music for “Into The Gorge” is my son Andrew, who contributed greatly in my attempting to convey the emotions of those who first beheld the grandeur of the gorge, and who courageously confronted the various dangers and challenges their passage through it would necessitate.
“For since the creation of the world, God’s invisible qualities—His eternal power
and divine nature—have been clearly understood from what has been made, so
that people are without excuse.” Romans 1:20
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3. |
Waiting (2021)
02:23
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3. Waiting (2021)
from the Terry Scott Taylor album, Knowledge & Innocence
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
©1986 SnellSongs (ASCAP)
I'm waiting for the endless dawn
I'm looking out for clouds to walk upon
The sun's rising, in a golden sky, rising
Waiting for You
I am here, waiting here for You
I'm waiting for the happy end
I'm looking for the time to start again
The day's breaking, heaven, earth are new
Waiting for You
I am here, waiting here for You
And through the day I listen for a word
Your voice, my name
I'm waiting for the angel's call
I'm looking to the day
With You and all your sons, singing
In a golden sky, rising
Waiting for You
I am here, waiting here for You
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A Neverhood Song
music: Terry Scott Taylor
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5. This Business Is Goin' Down (2021)
from the Lost Dogs' album, The Lost Cabin and the Mystery Trees
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
©2006
You've been screamin' again that I don't do enough
for success to be assured
Hey, I could hire a midget with a sandwich board
to pass out my brochure
or a has-been actor with a bullhorn and cape
to help get out the word
I could save my nickels in a mason jar
or polish me up a turd
Chorus:
This business is goin' down
Your love depends on the money
Now that business is in the ground
Well so are we, honey
Well, you nagged me into getting that loan from your daddy
who calls me "that damn ne'er-do-well"
Bet he'd love to see his little angel come home
while getting off watching me in hell
I've tried free balloons, a mechanical ape
and markin' everything half off
While you're at home at your job of watchin' T.V. shows
it's quite a thrill here bein' my own boss
This business is goin' down
Your love depends on the money
Now that business is in the ground
Well so are we, honey
Rich or poor, 'till death comes callin'
before God and man a vow
but since you see me as a dead man walkin'
guess that don't hold any water now
that business is goin' down
Well, I sure do wish we had a couple of kids
Now wouldn't that be cool?
You'd show Suzy how to run her future old man down,
I'd teach Bobby how to drop out of school
You'd instruct her in the art of gourmet cookin' --
fine meals from the microwave
Like me, my son will be an entrepreneur
and retire to an early grave
This business is goin' down
What a couple of dummies!
A cold fish and a circus clown
Oh Lord, aren't we funny?
This business is goin' down
Your love depends on the money
Now that business is in the ground
guess so are we, honey
Now that business is in the ground
guess so are we, honey
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6. |
The End Of The World
03:03
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6. The End of The World
words: Sylvia Dee
music: Arthur Kent
Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know
It’s the end of the world
Cause you don’t love me anymore
Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don’t they know
It’s the end of the world?
It ended when I lost your love
I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything’s the same as it was
I can’t understand
No I can’t understand
How life goes on the way it does
Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know
It’s the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye
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7. Broken Like Brooklyn (2021)
from the Lost Dogs album, The Lost Cabin and the Mystery Trees
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©2006
Once I dreamed I was Ponce de Leon
and I'd grown so bitter and old
You whispered "Baby, I am Eureka
without any redwoods or gold"
So together we packed up the Airstream
with Pepsis, Pall Malls and Moon Pies
and we lassoed the San Joaquin River,
kicked back, went along for the ride
I dreamed faith was our precious cargo,
determination our boat
We sailed straight on through troubled waters
and around the Cape of Good Hope
Then we dressed ourselves in fringed buckskins,
having leveled that brownstone of ours
Amid the Palos Colorados,
we slept 'neath a blanket of stars
Wake up broken like Brooklyn,
the year The Bums left
in The Bronx on a cold day
while our Boys tan out West
Now we fly over junkyards and factories,
Denny’s and transient hotels
above the churches and bars and video stores
the black smoke and slaughterhouse smells
Touching down in the golden Sierras,
we ate spinach quiches grown there
I wove a crown of boysenberries
through your lemon-scented hair
Blonde girls in bikinis and snow skis,
in the desert, cashed in their chips
then filled the Rose Bowl with guacamole --
we took our clothes off and went for a dip
Bobbed and weaved like old Trolley-Dodgers
after reading a policeman his rights
Then we followed the Duke of Flatbush
and scaled the Boyle Heights
Woke up broken like Brooklyn
the year The Bums left
in The Bronx on a cold day
while our boys tan out west
Always broken like Brooklyn
after losing the best
Old sun-bleached bleachers at Ebbets
tore the hearts from our chests
(Woke up broken like Brooklyn)
tore the hearts from our chests
(Woke up broken like Brooklyn)
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8. |
Losers & Winners (2021)
03:47
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Losers and Winners (2021)
from the Daniel Amos album, Daniel Amos
Words and Music by Terry Scott Taylor
©1976 Shape Of Air Music, BMI
I ain't namin' names
But I sense that some pride remains
And I do not want to exclude myself
But I had to take a look
In the light of God's own Book
So see if this sin ain't yours as well
Do you hail the gifted ones
And the others do you shun?
Do you speak to only those you choose?
Well, God's love, it has no bounds
Has no ups, and it has no downs
Goes out to those who win and those who lose
Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you
Do you give the highest place
To someone 'cause you like his face
And turn aside those you deem less than yourself?
Well, love that is natural
Can be less than satisfactual
For we all are one, no less than anyone else
Now, clubs and cliques, they choose and pick
And they make their interviews
Screen the undesirables
And turn down clowns and fools
But Jesus died for sinners
Losers and winners
Yes, it's proven by His love for me and you
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9. |
Easy For You (2020)
03:48
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9. Easy for You (2021)
from the Daniel Amos album Mr. Buechner's Dream
Music by Daniel Amos, Lyrics by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
You own it
In a moment, it's all in the book
If you want it
You've got it, with only one look
If I doubt it
Can't live without it, that's a habit of mine
I want to get it
I'll have to live it, one day at a time
Chorus:
How does this come (2x)
So easy for you?
You're feeling
You got a healing, hand in the air
If you can name it
You can tame it, and it's always there
I can't hold it
I can't mold it, it's like catching a star
But you've tracked it
You've trapped it, it's there in your jar
Chorus
You've got no time to read a mystery
You're not inclined to waste the energy
Or wrap your mind around a paradox
Or bear the thought of my liberty
You own it
In a moment, it's all in the book
If you want it
You've got it, with only one look
Chorus
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