Alouette

Riverside

A song for the over-thinkers. 
There are good things out there, but when the world turns ugly it can leave us questioning our own thoughts, hopes and beliefs creating doubt.
Don't let the doubt consume you.
Trust what you believe in.
(Unless maybe you're a serial killer or something like that..... Then maybe you could reconsider at least some principles 😊)

Taylor 214CE DLX

Lyrics:

I might sit this one out tonight, 
I can be here on my own, 
There’s a thought inside that’s telling me, 
Maybe I should stay at home, 

It’s not that I don’t feet alive,
I can feel it everywhere, 
It’s when I tend to think too much, 
And I’m trying not to care, 

Am I standing where I’m meant to be?
Are my streets not paved with gold?
Am I a bitter twisted wanna be?
Maybe I’m just getting old, 

My thoughts are taking hold tonight, 
I’ll try and think of what’s ahead,
Can I concentrate on anything, 
And not what’s in my head, 

I know its gonna be alright, 
When my head feels no despair,
When good things come there’s no surprise, 
And I’ll see it everywhere,  

Am I standing where I’m meant to be?
Are my streets not paved with gold?
I’m not a natural pessimist,
Maybe I’m just getting old, 

Well if I was here a another time, 
Would I live the dream I’m sold? 
I could hope and pray for anything, 
But I won’t I sell my soul, 

I might sit this one out tonight, 
But I’ll be back again

Meant to be? (Acoustic)

getting tired of this place 
feel the texture of your face 

you are moving
you are moving
you are moving

ground stone faith removing 
losing losing 

and i would say exactly what 
i meant to say

if our line marked conversations 
ever carried me that way 

and if you felt that way about me i would know

Colors
Music and Words by Mark Magram
Additional Vocals by Joanna Brumley

Looking out the window at the red and Yellow leaves upon the yard
Up and down the street the little houses all look similar to ours

Whats mine is yours what's yours is mine
It isn't much but that's just fine
The seasons paint our home with colors

Looking out the window at a world beneath a blanket of white snow
You and I beneath our little blankets in a warm and yellow glow.

A little place to call our own
That gives us shelter from the cold
As seasons paint our world with colors

Time is just a canvass that we paint on
Home is where we make our works of art

Looking out the window at the flowers blooming in between the hedges
Every year they seem to come out brighter than they did the year before

This little humble square of land
That holds our hearts while we hold hands
And seasons paint our square with colors

Whats mine is yours what's yours is mine
It isn't much but that's just fine
The seasons paint our home with colors

Riverside

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