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Thunder & Calm
04:27
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Thunder and calm
That’s how you came
In through the door
Of the immanent frame
Scrubbing our feet
Turning over tables
Cups of cold water
Born in a stable
You came with a sword
Then laid it down
Crushing the empire
With a mocker’s crown
Sweet little baby
Bundled and swaddled
The devil embarrassed
The innocent coddled
Thy will be done
Your Kingdom come
Healing wings
Righteous sun
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Awake My Soul
02:44
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Awake my soul to the sun
I’m not ready God
Make me ready God
Anoint my lips with praise
Help me sing to you
All day sing to you
Turn my gaze to you Jesus
Help me drop to my knees
Re-enchant me to your ways Lord
Father of Light, Father of Love
Make me feel the breeze
To know your Spirit’s here
And inside of me
Though your light has come
I keep my face down
As if I can’t see
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Lonely Sea
05:02
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Sometimes I like to rip a page out a book
And pretend it’s a letter to me
Then I remember how
He swallowed the flood
I’ve got a friend in this forlorn
Friendless deep
Dark is the cup, but it sparkles and it glares
Back at me when I stare into it
Like a lover who is not a friend
I need a friend, won’t you rescue you
I am a shipwrecked vessel slumbering here
At the floor America’s lonely sea
But my Lord he drank that shipwreck up
He pulled my hull right up to be free
I kick and scream 'til the waters fill the void
I might suddenly be un-buoyed
Then I remember how
He swallowed the flood
I’ve got a friend in this forlorn
friendless deep
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4. |
Cowboy Coffee
03:23
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If it keeps on snowing
On Death Canyon Shelf
It’s my own fault I drink this cup alone
Alone is how I will be found
Madrone limbs on the ground, on the ground
The moss is smoking on the pyre’s mound
Lashing tongues, shovels and guns
To cut a fellow down
I was right, but alone now
Well it’s nice to be
The sharpest shooter in town
Well it’s lonely too
Bad water from a broken well
Alone is how I fear I’ll be found
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5. |
Pilgrim Song
03:41
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We are walking to Zion
Out of Babylon
On a journey to a sacred place
Not sacred for religion
Not sacred for tradition
Sacred ‘cause we’ll dwell with our God
Emerging from the wilderness
A clearing in the trees
A city on a mountain’s what we’ll see
A tent dwelling people
Strangers in the woods
Now citizens of an unshakeable city
Fires smoke and billow
The curse thunders ‘round
He suffered hostility
The curse’s pressure weighty
We battered his side
Smote him to the ground
Christ to the Cross,
The Spirit To us,
take me to liberty!
We ache for an island
Like John the Revelator’s
In the Spirit, resting in our Maker
We’re desperate for a broom tree
A land of milk and honey
A sabbath from the buzz and pageantry
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6. |
Eastern Rift
04:41
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Where there is a shadow
There is light behind
Tabernacle
A love maligned
A curtain saddled on the hilltop
The scapegoat in the cradle
Your blood on the table
The eastern rift of my forefathers
I thought myself a righteous man
But the gap was cracking wider
And the debt was getting higher
Until the lion was crowned in briars
Nod’s land was squalor
Hezekiah’s Hollar
Take me to Zion
The undeserving scion
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7. |
Angle of Repose
05:17
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Do you stare through the trees
At our little houses?
And wonder why we fluster so much?
From an airplane every front door
And every window
Is tiny speck of light, but it’s our whole world
We’ve reached beyond the angle
Of repose, trying to do too much
Songs of ascent up a hill eroding
Boredom, medication, isolation
You calm my soul
You calm my soul
Like a nursing a child
We self-medicate, but We are not okay
Bored all day staring at blue light
Keep it together, keep it together
Keep it together,
You’ve done nothing wrong,
You’re a good person...but are you?
Hello, hello, keep my heart low Lord
Let not my eyes, be lifted too high
On things not for me
Make my eyes to see a sky like a sea
That I missed while I stared
Hunched in chair and clicking on nothing
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8. |
Our Mountain Home
05:50
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You built us a house
On a mountain and it won’t
Budge, overlooking a
River, clear and cool
You ask for nothing
Yet I still won’t pack to move
The King of the Earth
Stacked the logs, for the
Serfs. A righteous flame
Fueled by shame
He burned his own flesh
For a new Kingdom’s sake
It was me at hiding in those bushes
In the Garden of Eden
It was me at the base of Sinai
Kissing that Golden Calf
It should have been me going up
That mountain with Abraham,
But instead it was you
It should have been me going up
That mountain at Calvary
But you’re the one with the wounds
We stand at the edge
Of a promise like Pisgah’s
Gate, but our
Death does not
Await, sleep we
Won’t, life is our estate
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9. |
Come to the Table
03:05
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Taste and see the
Promised milk and honey
Come to the Table
Take the cup, and from his body eat
Come to the Table
Come to the table let us
Sup and sing
Pilgrims though we be in this
Strange, strange land
Our God is King
Ten kings come
And the same ten kings will go
Come to the Table
The lamb has conquered, let us follow him
Come to the Table
No more thirst or hunger in the land
Come to the Table
Rise up hearts and toast the jubilee
Come to the Table
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10. |
Homecoming
02:52
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For now we reside in the desert
It once was glacier fed lake
The purple dusk, the brush and the lush
But that was an ancient day
Fevers come on, but they fade here
We’ve mapped most of this landscape
The cleansing we try’s not effective
Baptizing with smoke from the sage
We’re on the trail to our new home
Thistles and thorns in our way
A pioneer man with sun scorched hands
Guides on a trail he’s blazed
They say we were born in a garden
And they say we will live there again
It’s a place where our baby’s heartbeat
Can be heard on a sonogram
The water’s for thirst not for bathing
And coals for the bread that you bake
Home is an evergreen forest
Home’s where your tears are allayed
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The Pharaoh Sisters Winston Salem, North Carolina
Seated in the foothills of Appalachia, we are related to no one, are beneficiaries of no tradition, and no one asked us to carry on anything. Aloof and uninvited, we press on. Our music blends the cowboy sensibilities of our Western-roots with the Appalachian traditions of dark imagery and moody stringed instruments from our current home in the foothills of the Blue Ridge. ... more
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