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Born Again
06:43
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I can feel it coming
Somewhere up ahead
Over the words like rusted steel
Lying in a farmers field
The answer is blowing in the wind
And I'm waiting
I can hear it echo
That half forgotten dream
The wind blows through
The space between
What I say and what I mean
And the sound that it makes is
Like a groan
And all that I have
I would give to the poor
I would leave my life
If I could be sure
But the question remains:
How can a man be born again?
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2. |
Here Before
04:10
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Maybe a little
further down this highway
I’ll have the quiet faith
Of a February sky:
That winter is
Only temporary;
That the mistakes I’ve made
Don’t make me who I am
But Somehow I’d forgotten
About Heaven, about home
I look around
Take it in
As I step through the door
And I don’t know how
But I feel
Like I’ve been here before
Once I was
A little piece of laughter
The days ahead
were gathered in my heart
Now I feel
so far away from heaven
And the quiet faith
Of a February Sky
But that’s the thing that makes it heaven
It never really dies
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3. |
Growing Pains
05:48
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Pain
In your joints
Your bones ache
And there’s nothing you can do
Rain
On the glass
Your heart aches
And there’s nothing you can do
Those who know, know
These are the growing pains
Time
Leaves its scars
Your heart breaks
And there’s nothing you can do
Those who know, know
These are the growing pains
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4. |
Reaching Out to You
04:14
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Before I ever learned to walk
I was learning how to dance
Grace was both a way to move
And a second chance
Life was
Always new
I was a child
I was reaching out to you
After all that growing up
Here I am at last
I’ve got one eye on tomorrow
And one foot in the past
Everything I do
Shows that
I am a child
I am reaching out to you
Love is a shelter
Love is a song
Love is a second chance
The future is a mystery
It grows from seeds we sow
And after everything I’ve learned
all I really know
Is that someday
I’ll be new
I’ll be a child
I’ll be reaching out to you
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5. |
Little by Little
03:09
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Little by Little
Landscapes change
And the rain is washing me away
Little by little
A heart is made
And the rain is washing me away
That love that we wanted
When we were young
We thought we would have to steal
Or we’d be left with nothing
The world that we have now
We can’t hold in our hands
The truth is nothing here is ours
We’re only borrowing
The spring is coming
Bringing the flood
But after the water does it’s thing
What’s left will be stronger
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6. |
Enough
03:02
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You're so far away
This house is not a home
Without you by my side
My heart is broken
There will be enough
I will know despair
weariness of joy
The world will turn to grey
And nothing will fill me up
There will be enough
The doctors couldn't tell
What was wrong with me
Life just takes its toll
As you get older
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7. |
Wrinkles
03:50
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All a photo is
Is a memory
Captured in a jar
And I long to set
The captives free
But I'm so scared
That if I press delete
I may lose
A smile that
I will someday need
All coffee is
Is a marching band
Playing in my mind
And I long to find
A quiet place
But I'm so scared
That if I cut out caffeine
I may lose
What I called
My personality
Time builds hillsides on my forehead
The river is a net cast by the sea
The summer wind leaves wrinkles on the water
And life leaves wrinkles on me
All a mattress is
Is a place you know
And people that know you
And though I long to go
Somewhere new
I'm so scared
That if I sleep on the floor
I may lose sleep
And increase
my anxiety
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8. |
Prisoner's Dream
06:07
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Water is dangerous it can sweep you away
But one drop on the tongue can bring relief
My thirst has swept the soil into the sea
Erosion caused by my prisoner's dream
A sculptor works the stone
With generous hands
The sweat drips from his brow
And falls like rain
He knows, he understands what it means
But the stone has a mind of its own
It's own prisoner's dream
Maybe everything we know
Is tension and release
Fourty five degrees and hurricanes
Freedom
A camel through the eye of the needle
What I do to be free
That tension and release
My prisoner's dream
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9. |
Someday
03:55
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Someday
The ember you hold will be fanned
Into a flame
Sometimes
The words that have fallen
Remain
while memories fly:
When you are a tree
reaching for blue
leaving your best for the fire
Oh, the world's coming true
And we're singing the old one away.
Someday
The wrong turns you've taken will lead
You back to the start.
Sometimes
The heart you were given can't hold
All of the rain
That falls from your sky
Filling a song
With lyrics that you can't explain
Oh, don't ask me why,
It's all just fuel for desire.
Someday
The words that you've written will fall
Into the fire.
Sometimes
The best you can do
is give in
And blanket the earth.
With verses of snow.
The spark in your eye,
This language is dry as a bone
Oh, burn it away
But leave me the ashes to hold
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Grief wears you down a little at a time
The sea’s always stealing from the shore
We can swim but we can’t change the tides
And this place doesn’t feel like home anymore
Only what is unshakable remains
Love is always riding on the storm
We watch the rain but we don’t go outside
And this place doesn’t feel like home anymore
The world is here for a day and then it’s gone
The truth is always longing to be told
We can’t go back to where we were before
And this place doesn’t feel like home anymore
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11. |
Satisfied
04:00
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Early May
You're on the potter's wheel
Hollowed out into a cup
The hands of time
Have stretched you thin
And you always feel
Like you're never enough
You may break
Or you may bend
but in the end
May you be satisfied
Late July
And you're a thunderstorm
Building up at the end of the day
You can't believe
You ever had a choice
Since you were born
To be the way you are
It's October
You're a tiny spark
Struck from the flint, and desperate
For the breath to come
You never thought
You were afraid of the dark
But now you understand
Sometime in January
You are snow
Drifting across Highway 43
The changing seasons
Have left you cold
And you don't know
Who you are anymor
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Chris Friesen Grande Prairie, Alberta
I am a songwriter/actor/poet. I record songs that combine a DIY aesthetic with lyrics that always somehow end up being
about God/Heaven (as seen through the tangled thicket of life). I embrace the organic, the atmospheric, the quirky, and the messy. My ultimate goal at the moment is to be a combination of "The White Stripes" and "Andrew Peterson."
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This album opened my ears to a larger musical world. I didn't realize before that an album could change how you think about God, but it did. A benchmark for those who sing about the mystery of God.
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