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Rare Indigo

by Phankl

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1.
Strike the Romance – Words and music by Phil Klahn Oh, the curves of her body (Remember the emptiness) Oh, those beautiful blue eyes (Did you forget her icy stare?) And everyone’s in love with her What don’t they see? Strike the romance Pull up the stakes Douse the fire I’ve had all I can take Strike the romance This love is over Strike the romance Strike this romance Oh, her soft, sweet lips (Remember the words she said) Oh, that wonderful, warm embrace (Did you forget her cold shoulder?) And everyone’s in love with her What don’t they see? Strike the romance Pull up the stakes Douse the fire I’ve had all I can take Strike the romance This love is over Strike the romance Strike this romance She’s really a lovely girl It’s like pillow talk in a dream world You might be the lucky one, Me, I’m gone And everyone just can’t believe I’d turn my back and walk away ‘Cause everyone’s in love with her What can I say? Strike the romance Pull up the stakes Douse the fire I’ve had all I can take Strike the romance This love is over Strike the romance Strike this romance
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Begging please – Words and music by Phil Klahn When I was a young man Walking 6 feet off the ground Said to my self, this is my world And all that I want is all that I see Why let love tie me down to the ground When there’s so much to see? I was begging her please She’s saying no, no, no, no, no Now I’m a man My feet planted firmly on the ground Said to my self with all that I have And all my weary labor, what does it mean? Time moved slowly, ‘til I turned around And saw it fading from me I was begging her please She’s saying no, no, no, no, no What is this window here? It’s like a lack of air So close I can barely breathe But when an opening comes, and I can fill my lungs I don’t ever want to leave When I’m dead and gone Lying 6 feet under ground I guess I won’t care, I really won’t care I won’t give a damn! No, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no I was begging her please I was begging her please She’s saying no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
3.
Traveling Jones – Words and music by Phil Klahn Traveling Jones, streetcar desire Take in the scenery as the miles fly by, yeah Seven, four, seven, soaring through space A new world adventure, off to places unknown Wherever I may roam No place like home on the road Traveling Jones, I dig a pony Twistin’ and shakin’ like Boney Maroney Road worthy tunes rockin’ and groovin’ Setting the tempo, keep me moving along And wherever there’s a song I find my Traveling Jones Wearing out tires All I want to see is that dotted white line Going by, by, by, by. Bye, bye, bye, bye Big semi truck blowing his horn in reply To my Traveling Jones All I want to see is that dotted white line Going by, by, by, by. Bye, bye, bye, bye Drive to the East ‘til the sun shines in my eyes Traveling Jones, Traveling Jones Traveling Jones, restless and rollin’ Somebody tell me where this boat is a-floatin’ Get on the bus, hop on a train Perfect conditions for this anti-lock brain of mine And wherever there’s a sign I find my Traveling Jones Traveling Jones
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Rare Indigo 02:49
Rare Indigo – Words and music by Phil Klahn West Maui beach on a warm summer day Soft breezes blowing through my hair Waves are playing joyfully upon my feet I walk among them all without a care Rare indigo, rare indigo Blue, blue seas that sparkle and glow Like a rare indigo Clear ocean sky on a moonlit night Palm trees swaying in the dark Trails of silver linings mark the passing stars The heavens radiant with a thousand sparks Rare indigo, rare indigo Blue, blue skies that sparkle and glow Like a rare indigo Sweet island lady, won’t you walk with me? Along this sandy, sunny shore I can be the one who sweeps you off your feet You can be the one who leaves me wanting more Rare indigo, rare indigo Blue, blue eyes that sparkle and glow She my rare indigo Rare indigo, rare indigo She’s seaside and raring to go She’s my rare indigo Rare indigo, rare indigo
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Cruise In 03:49
Cruise In – Words and music by Phil Klahn Me, I’m electric, Standard or metric Trying to get away from all the hectic Rows and rows and rows and rows of pretty cars Me and the boys are making noise Standing on a flatbed with our toys Background music for all the pretty cars One by one, they join the fun Listen to the engines rattle and hum A lifetime love affair with all the pretty, pretty, pretty… I’m a babe in the woods In a land of giants And I walk among them Simple minded, obeying silence T-bucket, A frame, and a Fuelie Hard top, Blue flame, One ton duelie Twin Cam, flim flam, thank you ma’am You sure got a lot of pretty cars But don’t touch, don’t fuss, don’t shout Don’t sit on the fender Or they might just throw you out It’s car show rules with all the pretty, pretty, pretty… I’m a babe in the woods In a land of giants And I walk among them Simple minded, obeying silence Crowds getting thinner, Thanks for the dinner ’57 Packard is the winner Best in show among all the pretty cars Here’s to the band, Give them a hand Stay and give a listen if you can See you next year with all your pretty, pretty, pretty… I’m a giant in the woods With an axe in my hands Standing ready with the band Won’t you stay for one last song? Before you start your travels But we’re stopped mid-sentence By the roar of engines and spraying gravel
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Op Dop Dah Dee – Words and music by Phil Klahn (Op dop dah dee) Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee I want it, I got it, I know my daddy bought it for me Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee I’m helping out my daddy, rolling through the grocery Pineapple wedgies Eating all my veggies Gravy and potatoes Salad and tomatoes Cookies and coffee and sugar and spice If I could pull a wheelie it would be so nice Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee I want it, I got it, I know my daddy bought it for me Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee I’m helping out my daddy, rolling through the grocery Rolling through the aisles Nothing but smiles Banging on the handle Smelling all the candles Swinging and swaying and kicking up my shoes Come on, let’s see what this cart can do Go cart, go, Go cart, go Go cart, go, Go cart, go Go cart, go See what this baby can do Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee Op dop dah dee, Op dop dah dee Op dop dah dee Hey, What’s up daddy? Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?) Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?) Op dop dah dee (Hey, what’s up daddy?) What’s up daddy? (Hey, what’s up daddy?)
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I Bought a Ticket – Words and music by Phil Klahn Right now, you cut me down to size You’re being honest Okay, I wasn’t listening anyway You say, what a crazy love You’re getting off it Okay, but you know I still want to play I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride But I bought a ticket You see everything in 3D ‘Cause you’re an artist So sad, I never saw myself that way You burn, in a third degree We’re going faster Too bad, I was hoping you would stay I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride But I bought a ticket Round and round and round I go Round and round and down Round and round and round I go Round and round and down One way, ticket to my heart I’m a survivor Okay, I’m not the same person today You see things in 3D ‘Cause you’re an artist No way that I’d miss the chance to say I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride But I bought a ticket I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride I didn’t design the ride But I bought a ticket Round and round and round I go Round and round and down Round and round and round I go Round and round and down
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So Dream 05:48
So Dream – Words and music by Phil Klahn Is this just the end of your days? Mother, Mother dear Or am I facing my mortality? Some respond with flowers, stories, food and notes All to let the grief and loss unfold I use strings and odd machines to capture notes and words Your story to be heard, your story to be heard So dream, my dear The sleep of the redeemed The quilters stop their chattering and stitch the final seam I’ll cry my tears, the slow parade of years The gift you loved, the gift I hid Is all I really have to give So dream Some will speak in platitudes, sounding quite naïve And never hold a candle up to you We the sons and daughters who carry on your name Will shelter in you memory and comfort in the flame So dream, my dear The sleep of the redeemed In spite of all the suffering, your life was what it seemed And all our tears, the slow parade of years Reflect the time, and times to be Regret and possibility So dream, so dream We the sons and daughters who carry on your name Will shelter in you memory and comfort in the flame We’ll comfort in the flame So dream, my dear The sleep of the redeemed In spite of all the suffering your life was what it seemed I’ll dry my tears, the symphony of years Will lead me to a higher place, of holiness, of hope and grace So dream, so dream So dream, the sleep of the redeemed So dream
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The Kids Are Asleep – Words by Phil Klahn, music by Phil Klahn and Jon Zaerr A long tiring day, everyday Go home and kiss the wife The clock strikes the hours by Towards silence and the peaceful life The kids are asleep The mood seems to mellow with the falling sky Loved one there on my arm The world will just roll away with the sun In this darkened house, far from harm The kids are asleep Blues rise, twilight Oo, life is such a comfort Shades drawn, tired yawns This home life is such an escape ‘Til the morning when the kids awake Peace lies upon the horizon Far from the idle woes of man Love lies close by with no burden Save the fact that the morning will come again The kids are asleep Blues rise, twilight Oo, life is such a comfort Shades drawn, tired yawns This home life is such an escape ‘Til the morning when the kids awake Life is content just to weary away The oneness of our sacred vows The final rest should be words enough To live on the serene feelings now The kids are asleep Blues rise, twilight Oo, life is such a comfort Shades drawn, tired yawns This home life is such an escape ‘Til the morning when the kids awake
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Gravity of Hearts – Words and music by Phil Klahn The picture blurs, the painter sighs Velocity increasing I raise my hands up high, and higher In triumph over nothing For I have thrown the wishing stone Watched the ripples flow and gently slip away Oh, I have tried to walk alone In the gravity of hearts The hand is soft, the moment sings It’s raining in my eyes Second chances are the stuff of dreams Only now I realize That I can’t wait another lifetime Take the night and shake the stars away I can’t hold on to this lifeline With the gravity of hearts pulling me Across the heavens I raise my sight Beyond the moon and satellites Through the mystery of a starry night I will fly (Away, away) I'll take my chances here In the void of zero G
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One Man Down 03:48
One Man down – Words and music by Phil Klahn One man down, a silent vacancy I stand now in sudden infancy What’s that sound? Dance around the question Have I found the strength to push on Or shut down, shut down, shut down Fight the feeling or let it flow I don’t see the difference Hold tight or let it go I don’t see the difference One man down, wonder… it’s too late I stand down, time to re-evaluate I make haste slower than it seems What a waste when all your dreams Are shot down, shot down, shot down Fight the feeling or let it flow I don’t see the difference Hold tight or let it go I don’t see the difference I don’t see the difference One man down, man down, man down Fight the feeling or let it flow I don’t see the difference Hold tight or let it go I don’t see the difference Who goes there? Friend or foe? I don’t see the difference I don’t see the difference
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Dragging the Past Behind Me – Words and music by Phil Klahn I said “Goodbye” to an old friend and I Swear I felt no remorse With the lethal power of a dying flower Staring down at the corpse Send me a little sympathy Not like I need it A hear a tiny symphony And it’s playing just for me Dragging the past behind me Picking up speed Dragging the past behind me But it can’t touch me any more It can’t touch me any more Now I stare in the glass at a ghost from the past I swear I just don‘t know As the future surrounds me, confuses, confounds me And what do I have to show? I reconnect my tattered soul Think I might need it You’re talking like a funeral And you say it’s just not me Dragging the past behind me My faithful friend Dragging the past behind But you can’t touch me any more You can’t touch me any more You can't touch me any more You can’t touch me now Dragging the past behind me Caught in the web Dragging the past behind me But you can’t touch me any more You can’t touch me any more You can't touch me any more You can’t touch me now
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Moving Day 05:22
Moving Day – Words and music by Phil Klahn Here the news you friends and loves We’re counting down the days We’ve made the painful choice and now What else is there to say? Mixed emotions all around and so much on our minds Clear out this familiar nest for someone else to find Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone Sorting through, deciding what To keep and throw away Every sign that we were here And spoke about our days Stripping walls and hiding scars of our activities To leave behind a legacy of ghosts and memories Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone Gather ‘round you friends and loves On this our moving day Pack up all our cares and hopes And take them all away We’ll rebuild them, one by one and make them all our own In unfamiliar territory we now call our home Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone Oh, ‘til the last trace is gone

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released July 1, 2011

Cover and inside artwork designed by Andy Priebe

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