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The Dream Of Life - Alan Watts

It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you
It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you

When I first saw
You come across the room
And then you saw me
Did not know what to do

I tried to play it cool
And attach no strings
But by the end of the day 
I needed the whole thing

It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you
It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you

You see I knew right then
That this could last so long
I went home that night
I wrote my first love song

And as the days went by
I knew I had it made
Well, you could try to pretend
Your smile gave it away

It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you
It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you

And now here we are
How could we ever know?
I knew I loved you then
And I've watched you grow

And so it came to be
That I raised you and you raised me
We're lucky that way
Because our love can never fade

No, our love can never fade
Our love will never fade
Our love can never fade

It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you
Never fade
It feels good to be the one that you want
When all I want is you
Never fade
All I want is you
Never fade
All I want is you
Never fade
When all I want is you

From Here To Now To You

Never Fade

There’s a black hole pulling me in 
I slowly bend 
‘til I see the back of my own sins
I stole my soul from myself 
Now I wonder

I wonder is there somebody with a perfect plan 
That goes boom when it’s stamped 
Then we could understand
How the gods of old used to clap their hands 
To make thunder

And so we’re clapping and we’re laughing 
Like it was so absurd
In the future we’ll be laughing at who we were 
Right now as man plays god with the land 
That he plunders

To the one unknown no one can own 
No seed that’s resistant to greed 
If we listen to time after time
Time can never go under

There’s this vine trying to climb 
Through the window into my life
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind
There’s this wine trying to find 
It’s way from the bottle into my mind
In my mind, in my mind, in my mind

And so this vine is trying to climb 
Through the window into my life
To bring me symmetry and memories 
Of a backlit breeze 
Back into a dream on the ground 
Looking up at the sun coming down

Into a world where boys and girls 
Are holding hand held devices
While they’re eating and they’re sleeping 
And they’re dreaming of the prices
We’ll be paying down the line 
When the ice melts maybe it will turn to wine

And all the greatest of the heroes 
Started jumping from the books
They started wearing ones and zeros
Looking more and more like crooks
They stole the sunlight from the future 
Took a sip, drank half the glass then put it back

A lot of people like to have a feast
Not so many can stomach the killing
A lot of traffic on the streets
So who’s really doing all the drilling?
Keep on filling what can never be full 
My imagination’s got a hole in it

There’s this vine trying to climb 
Through the window into my life
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind
There’s this wine trying to find 
It’s way from the bottle into my mind
In my mind, in my mind, in my mind

Ones And Zeros

I've got to get home 
There's a garden to tend  All the fruit’s on the ground
The birds have all moved back Into my attic 
Whistle then static 
The young learn to fly 
I will patch up the holes once again  

Well I can't believe that my lime tree is dead
 I thought it was sleeping
I guess it got fed up with not being fed 
I would be too I keep food in my belly 
And hope that my time isn't soon  

So I try to understand
What I can't hold in my hand A
nd whatever I find
I’ll find my way back to you 
And if you could try to find it too 
Because this place is overgrown
 It’s a waxing moon 

Home is wherever we are 
If there's love here too  
In the back of my house 
There’s a trail that won't end
 We went walking so far 
It grew back in  
And now there's no trail at all
Only grass growing taller 
Get out my machete
And battle with time once again
 But I'm bound to lose
Because I'll be damned if time don't win

  I got to get home 
There's a garden to tend 
All the seeds from the fruit 
Buried and begin 
Their own family trees 
Teach them thank you and please
 Spread their own roots 
Then watch the young fruit grow again 
This old trail 
Will lead me right back to where it begins

  So I try to understand
What I can't hold in my hand 
And whatever I find
I’ll find my way back to you 
And if you could try to find it too 
Because this place is overgrown
 It’s a waxing moon

 Home is wherever we are 
If there's love here too
 Home is wherever we are 
If there's love here too
Home is wherever we are 
If there's love here too

Home

Alan Watts - Choice

Video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4PN5JJDh78I

This excerpt from A Pale Blue Dot was inspired by an image taken, at Carl Sagan's suggestion, by Voyager 1 on February 14, 1990 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Pale_Blue_Dot.png). As the spacecraft left our planetary neighborhood for the fringes of the solar system, engineers turned it around for one last look at its home planet. Voyager 1 was about 6.4 billion kilometers (4 billion miles) away, and approximately 32 degrees above the ecliptic plane, when it captured this portrait of our world. Caught in the center of scattered light rays (a result of taking the picture so close to the Sun), Earth appears as a tiny point of light, a crescent only 0.12 pixel in size.

Music: Ludovico Einaudi with a track titled, very fittingly, "The Earth Prelude"

For more, visit www.sagantime.com

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Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there--on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.

Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.

The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.

It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we've ever known.

-- Carl Sagan (1934-1996)

Carl Sagan - You Are Here (Pale Blue Dot) [Sagan Time]

Our first release ... 
Written and performed by Small Batch Audio
Produced and engineered by Joel Quartermain (Fremantle WA)
Mastered by Brian Lucy (LA)

Animal

Slow Burn is the first track to be released off The Space Between's "Swansongs" EP. This track was written and produced by The Space Between and Melbourne-based Chris Winterburn of Winterburn Audio. Drums recorded at Sumo Sound Studios in Perth, Western Australia. Vocals, guitars and basses recorded, mixed and mastered by Chris Winterburn at Winterburn Audio. 

The full Swansongs EP will be released May 12th 2017 with a launch party at Babushka in Leederville, Western Australia on the 19th of May 2017. 
Find The Space Between on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/spacebetweenband/

Slow Burn

This is for band members only and is purely for practise purposes at home, very live single mic recording to capture an idea.

Awake

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Saltwater (Julian Lennon - Acoustic Cover)

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Just going throw covers and acoustic things up here, while i get my original stuff ready for action... 
I have never been in cover band or anything, and generally don't do covers, so this is something different for me just for some fun... so please enjoy, share and come back!!

Please message if you want to request a song, id love to give anything at least a good shot.. 

Saltwater (Julian Lennon - Acoustic Cover)

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