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1. |
Big Yellow Moon
03:18
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BIG YELLOW MOON
Big yellow moon
Shine like the sun
Nice try moon
Nice try yellow one
Well you’re too dim
To make the garden grow
But l like the way
You light up my way home
Yellow moon – big old broach on a
black velvet dress
Yellow moon – who are you trying
to impress?
Don’t be jealous
Of the candle glow
Everyone knows
You’re going to steal the show
Well I watch as you gently
Touch everyone
Like the billions before
And the billions to come
Yellow moon – big old broach on a
black velvet dress
Yellow moon – who are you trying
to impress?
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2. |
The Hardest Part
03:10
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THE HARDEST PART
You said we’d be better off apart
I never got the chance to disagree
You claimed that I didn’t have a heart
But you’re wrong - I feel it breaking every day
And maybe I’m the bigger fool
And now I’m wondering what to do
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
Friends say it’ll get easier each day
But that’s not the way it’s happening for me
The days go by, and still I wonder why
We go on, pretending to be free
And maybe I’m the bigger fool
And now I’m wondering what to do
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
Time flies but not for me
I’m stuck here in the moment I last saw you
Your tears flowed like a hundred falling stars
How I wish that I’d reached out and touched you
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
The hardest part is knowing where to start
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
I’m stuck here at the hardest part
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3. |
The Turning of the Wheel
03:09
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THE TURNING OF THE WHEEL
All the days are running into one
Soon the moon will blend into the sun
Used to be we’d stroll along a stream
But that was just a dream
See it in the lines set in the face
Passing the baton in this great race
As soon as we are old enough to run
Triggered by the silent starting gun
You can ride it
Or you can let it knock you down
No matter what you choose
The wheel still rolls on
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
All the souls that crowd around this ball
Rolling like a marble down the hall
If it seems like we are spinning out of control
Well that’s just the way she rolls
Well I think it’s time we all just stop
Take a look around at what we’ve got
Maybe take some time on a patch of grass
And remember all things must pass
You can ride it
Or you can let it knock you down
No matter what you choose
The wheel still rolls on
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
Oh the turning of the wheel
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4. |
Jolley Cut
04:09
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JOLLEY CUT
Do you think of me my love
From the other side of town?
You’re 15 floors above me now
But I’m much further down, now
I see you every morning
Changing buses at the square
If I could change one thing
You would still be here
Have you seen my confession
Painted on the Jolley Cut?
It says “I love you,
More than a lot”
I miss your nasty letters
That list all my faults
At 27 pages
I think you got them all
I keep your little poems
In an old shoe box
I read ‘em when I need ‘em
And my heart unlocks
Have you seen my confession?
Painted on the jolley cut
It says “I love you,
More than a lot”
Jolley Cut
Jolley Cut
Jolley Cut
Jolley Cut
Do you think of me my love?
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5. |
Gringo in Paradise
05:10
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GRINGO IN PARADISE
Well the breeze is blowing
And the palm trees are swaying
Like flamenco dancers
And they’re quietly saying
Ah show me, ah show me
And if you wait long enough
you might get a coconut
and that might be good
and that might be bad
‘cause it might land on your head or in your hands
so you better be sure on where you stand
Ah show me, show me that you love me
Ah show me, show me that you need me
And after a while you just give in to the shaker and the conga
And sooner or later you habla when you
haha and you chacha to the song yeah
And 6 rums later
everything is “muy bien”
there’s lime in the glass and salt on the rim
and I don’t even know what language I’m thinking in
Ah show me, show me that you love me
Ah show me, show me that you need me
And after a while you just give in to the shaker and the conga
And sooner or later you habla when you
haha and you chacha to the song yeah
There’s lime in the glass and salt on the rim
There’s lime in the glass and salt on the rim
and I don’t even know what language I’m drinking in
Ah show me, show me that you love me
Ah show me, show me that you need me
Ah show me, show me that you love me
Ah show me, show me that you need me
Ah, muéstrame que me amas
Muéstrame que me necesitas
Muéstrame que me amas
Muéstrame
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6. |
Little Things, Big Love
02:45
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LITTLE THINGS, BIG LOVE
When you’ve pulled out all the excuses
Uncovered all the layers of shame
Words of kindness are long lost
And you can only find words of blame
It’s not over, love has not left town
We’ve just buried our hearts so far down
You’ve got to dig deep and you will find
It’s much better to be kind
Let’s work on them little things
Let’s work on them little things
Let’s work on them little things
And the big love, soon will follow
We were wrong
We were wrong
All these little wrongs that built this great divide
Now I’m on my knees and crawling over to your side
Let’s work on them little things
Let’s work on them little things
Let’s work on them little things
And the big love, soon will follow
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7. |
Rewind
03:22
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REWIND
It’s been three days since you’ve been gone
Still got the same pot of coffee on
And I’m still wearing the same dirty clothes
Just when you’ll be back, god only knows
Rain on the window
You on my mind
You’ve gone fast forward
I’m still sitting here hitting rewind
You always said “I can’t live in the past”
To which I’d replay “you’re just moving too fast”
Whenever you’d make plans, my eyes would glaze
If things were clear to you, it was just a big maze to me
Rain on the window
You on my mind
You’ve gone fast forward
I’m still sitting here hitting rewind
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CHROME HEARTS (SLOW DRIVE HOME)
Chrome hearts
See how they shine bright
Warm as engines on a long night ride
Baby, don’t tell me you can’t see
That this has always been just a slow drive home
Whoa whoa, the best laid plans
Are but lines in the sand
And they don’t stand a chance
Against a tide of tears
Wash away wash away those fears
Hey hey, you’re going the wrong way
The path you seek is overgrown
The bridge you burned was the bridge home
Chrome hearts
See how they shine bright
Warm as engines on a long night ride
Baby, don’t tell me you can’t see
That this has always been just a slow drive home
Headlights, show you where you’re going
But there’s just no way of knowing
What’s around the bend
Chrome hearts
See how they shine bright
Warm as engines on a long night ride
Baby, don’t tell me you can’t see
That this has always been just a slow drive home
Hey hey, you threw it all away
The wisdom has been unlearned
You flew too high and you got burned
My my, you found the tree of life
And you took out your pocket knife
And carved our names inside a heart
Chrome hearts
See how they shine bright
Warm as engines on a long night ride
Baby, don’t tell me you can’t see
That this has always been just a slow drive home
A slow drive home
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9. |
Taco Star
03:50
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TACO STAR
Here comes Maria with a pink surf board
And a little white dog with a spiked collar on
You can tell the tide by the speed of her stride
And the rhythm of her flip flops spanking on the ground
She’s being followed by Miguel, on his trike
Selling cold coconuts that he opens with a knife
And the way he circles ‘round her and the way his words flounder
You know that he’s been following her most of his life
Down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
To the sound of old reggae while the surf wax melts
Up on the shelf there’s a dusty, old picture
Of a young hippie couple, with machetes in their belts
And down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
Out on the beach there’s a faded umbrella
Shading an old couple with their eyes on the sea
He peels a mango and says “look at them kids go”
She says “That used to be you and me!”
Down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
To the sound of old reggae while the surf wax melts
Up on the shelf there’s a dusty, old picture
Of a young hippie couple, with machetes in their belts
And down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
After the rain the crabs fill the street
And they crunch under your wheels
and you’d better watch your feet
Well down here we’re still ruled by mother nature
If you do come around, you may be more lost than found
Down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
To the sound of old reggae while the surf wax melts
Up on the shelf there’s a dusty, old picture
Of a young hippie couple, with machetes in their belts
And down at Taco Star they drink cervezas
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10. |
Crooked Hill
04:03
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CROOKED HILL
You and your crooked heart
Led me down a crooked lane
Until I emerged - bent and broken
Only to lay down the blame
Those were charcoal grey days
And we were but shadows in the rain
You and your crooked heart
Leading me down a crooked lane
And I followed blind
And I follow still
Though I walk alone now
Up this crooked hill
And in the beginning
I fell into your eyes
And I flew past the moon
With its silver lagoons
Through a watercolour sky
And clear as a bell
I can still hear your voice
Saying “take me as I am
Or leave, if you can”
But there was never a choice
And I followed blind
And I follow still
Though I walk alone
Up this crooked hill
You stopped wishing for roses
I stopped asking for truth
And we sank to our knees
And started feeding our needs
With cigarettes and vermouth
And I followed blind
And I follow still
Though I walk alone now
Up this crooked hill
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11. |
Ode to Bob
04:02
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ODE TO BOB
Sitting here in this vacuum
It’s all that you left behind for me
It’s a wonder my head don’t explode
My thoughts are bleeding out my ears
And I don’t know why
My heart keeps beating on at all
I don’t know why, my heart keeps
Beating on at all
Perched like a gargoyle by the phone
I’ve got no pride when it comes to being alone
You said my heart was like a wheel
Well if that’s so, then mine’s been
Rolling over glass
Rolling over glass
And I don’t know why
My heart keeps beating on at all
I don’t know why, my heart keeps
Beating on at all
I guess there was a problem
Guess there always was a problem
Though I always said “no problem”, anyway
I guess there was an answer
Guess there always was an answer
Even though I always said “no way”
I’m beat like a dog but what the heck
My spirit’s broken and my life’s a complete wreck
It’s a wonder I still go out at all
I heed the call, ‘cause after all
I don’t know why…
My heart keeps beating on at all.
I don’t know why, my heart keeps
Beating on at all, beating on at all,
Beating on at all
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12. |
Stripes and Stars
03:51
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STRIPES AND STARS
Don’t speak to me
In subliminal messages
All your wishes are hostages
Set free by your own demands
And don’t talk to me
Of the flags of our fathers
And don’t even bother
Waving a hand
There’s a boy in a red hat
And he tells me where it’s at
But he speaks to me in tongues
And his spit fills up my lungs
I had a dream of stripes and stars
But the stripes were metal bars
And the stars were big explosions
High above a burning ocean
The desert sands
Grow a little each day
Yeah they’re coming our way
It’s just a matter of time
This hour glass
We call an atmosphere
It’s just a thin veneer
And it’s wearing away
There’s a boy in a red hat
And he tells me where it’s at
But he speaks to me in tongues
And his spit fills up my lungs
I had a dream of stripes and stars
But the stripes were metal bars
And the stars were big explosions
High above a burning ocean
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Danny Medakovic Ontario
Singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer and engineer, Danny Medakovic has been gathering the respect of fellow musicians and music fans since moving to Hamilton, Ontario over 20 years ago. He has three full length albums out: Honeybucket (2002), Jolley Cut (2014) and The Years (2019). ... more
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