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Lonecroft Farewell Unplugged Version
03/03/2014 02:21 p.m.
[song and lyrics written by Todd Sheaffer & Railroad Earth]











Lonecroft Farewell





the stakes are in the meadow . . the fields are overgrown


the winds of change are blowin’ through the place that i’ve called home


they’re diggin’ at the edges . . to build the power line


same old story . . but now the story’s mine


so build a fire & throw in . . the papers & the past


no need to try & save it now . . it’s never gonna last


it’s a starry night . . the moon is bright . . let’s call the old owl in


let him know we’re leavin’ . . say goodbye old friend


goodbye to the years here, they have flown


goodbye to the only home I’ve known


the wheels of the world are rollin’ thru


& if this door is closing’ . . i guess I’m rollin’ too


for 14 years my family . . walked these crooked floors


40 years before my father opened up the doors


a stony stand . . it all began 300 years before


what story is beginning? if this one is no more?


goodbye to the years here, they have flown


goodbye to the only home i’ve known


the wheels of the world are movin on’


& if this door is closing’ . . i guess it’s time i’m gone


feels like a wave that can’t be stopped


a coming day . . my heart will drop


feels like a war that won’t be won


. . without a gun


so goodbye bird & bear


goodbye tree & land


goodbye to all i know like knowin’ the back of my hand


i’ll walk the grounds & make the rounds


of this place i’ve loved so well


fire up the diesel . .


bid a last lone croft farewell


goodbye to the years here, they have flown


goodbye to the only home i’ve known


the wheels of the world are rollin’ thru


& if this door is closing’ . . i guess i’m rollin’ too





Todd Schaeffer -Entire Set - Benefit for Paul Berger...St. Augustine




Storms

soft thunder from across the meadow
rain buckets on the kitchen floor
no letter & the coffers empty
but all these storms i know we’ll weather
all these storms we’ll ride together
i never thought that it would be so hard girl
never saved up for a rainy day
never dreamed that we might howl & shiver
but all these storms i know we’ll weather
all these storms we’ll ride together

pick up your heart my love
pick up your branch & dove
jammin’ in the name of the lord
-we’ve got a hole to mend
-we’ve got a fire to tend
we won’t let these troubles grind us
we’ve got friends & prayers to mind us
we’ve got seven years behind us

long rumble comin’ ‘cross the meadow
rain pourin’ & the buckets full
sky crackin’ & the whole house shakin’
but all these storms i know we’ll weather
all these storms we’ll ride together

pick up your heart my love
pick up your branch & dove
jammin’ in the name of the lord
-my lady look alive!
-our ride will soon arrive!

lift up your eyes my dear
we need some light in here
jammin’ ‘til the jammin’s through
-we’ve got a hole to mend
-we’ve got a fire to tend
we won’t let these troubles grind us
we’ve got prayers on the road behind us
we’ve got heaven’s horses bridled

let it rain . . . we’ll let it rain . .
i love you girl . . let’s get this fire goin’



Where Songs Begin


Here we are, the place where songs begin.
Reaching out, finding what's within.
Finding the way back again to the place where the songs begin.
Finding the way back again to the song that never ends.

Here I am, ten years down the road.
with all I've learned, still I just don't know.

Finding the way back again to the place where the songs begin.
Finding the way back again to the song that never ends.

Salmon song, a journey just to die.
I've lost my fear, diving to the waves.

Finding the way back again to the place where the songs begin.
Finding the way back again to the song that never ends.

Mystery, feelings unexplained.
Patience, patience let the moment lead.
Listen, listen take a breath and breathe.
Faith and trust, the place where songs begin.

Finding the way back again to the place where the songs begin.
Finding the way back again to the song that never ends.



Goat


clock tickin’ on the chained man walkin’
headin’ up a county road
out of town
into the desert
carryin’ the weight of the old scapegoat
too much talk & rumor
someone gotta take the blame
take the scarlet thread on the neck
walk it out of town
somewhere far away

too much fear & trouble
somebody’s gotta go
take the weight on their back
walk it outa town like the old scapegoat

when u go
take the fear & violence with you
when u go
take the writing from the wall
let’s walk this goat around . .
let’s get him loaded down
let’s run this goat right out of town
o . . . . ‘fore the sun go down

too much loot in the palace
somebody gotta pay
with a naked neck
take the sharp off the knife
bleed the sins away

too much blood in the river . . .
somebody gotta go
take the hate on their back . . .
off the rocky cliff to the abyss below

when u go . . . take the fear & violence with you
when u go . . . take the writing from the wall
let’s walk this goat around
let’s get him loaded down
let’s run this goat right out of town

when u go . . . take the sin & darkness with you
when u go . . . we’ll fire our guns into the air
let’s walk this goat around
let’s get him loaded down
let’s run this goat right out of town
o . . . ‘fore the sun go down

one last look at the scapegoat
baggy-eyed & loaded down
shaggy-bearded, sad & broken
the old goat falls without a sound



*These are the lyrics to several of the songs featured in the set[and some of my favs]




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