The Miracle Business (2004)

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1.    HERE I AM
2.    DIAMONDS IN THE AIR
3.    HEAD IN THE CLOUDS
4.    SOFT BLUE GAZE
5.    SOMEDAY SOON
6.    MAJOR OF CRAZYTOWN
7.    PASSIN’ THROUGH
8.    LITTLE JERK
9.    HORSEMAN
10.    SOMEBODY’S KNOCKIN’
11.    FIELDS OF PLENTY

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HERE I AM

Honey baby, please
don’t write me off as a dead man
Because the image I’m attempting to project
is more like that of a “get ahead man”
I’m still pickin’ myself up off the floor
I’m still headin’ back in for more
(through the door)
and anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

I’ve been travellin’ down some rocky roads
And I got to say I took a little bit of a knockin’
But to lose your life and regain it again around here
Well, it really isn’t all that shockin’
It’s just a surface wound at best
Everyday I’m getting’ more and more
From less and less (yes)
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

They opened up the gates of paradise
Out on the old main drag where we used to cruise
They offered me a free entry but I had to refuse
Compared to the sanctuary of your sweet love
There was nothing there that I could use

Well, I’m poised and primed for action
I’m ready, I’m able, I’m willin’
Point me in the direction of the enemy
I’ll hunt him down and kill him
You got me on this mission, dear
And I want all the world to hear (in their ear)
That anytime you want me, baby,
Here I am

I’m tryin’ to tow this vessel into the harbour
But you know I can’t do it all on my one and only
I can’t lift myself up by my own bootstraps
Can’t see beyond the wave that’s crashin’ on me
But when they ring that bell
I’ll be in there fightin’, I’ll be mad as hell
(Oh well)
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

And that’s one thing you’ll never learn in school
If you wanna win the game you got to break all the rules
And anytime you want me, baby
Here I am

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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DIAMONDS IN THE AIR

I see you there at the bottom of a hole
beneath the soil, beneath the clover
I see you there at the bottom of a hole
thinkin’ its over, you’ve been passed over

And there are diamonds in the air, love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

I know the pain that’s eatin’ you
All that you remember I remember too
I know the pain that’s eatin’ you
all that you remember I remember too

And there are diamonds in the air love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

There’s just two roads leadin’ out of this town
one you got to walk down
and on the other one you’re carried
There’s just two roads leadin’ out of this town
at the end of one you get released,
at the end of one you get buried

And there are diamonds in the air love
Diamonds everywhere love
Diamonds in the air

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

The sun comes up at the break of the day
The sunlight comes till it’s taken away
The sunlight comes when sunlight’s allowed
But you can’t see the sunlight
if you head’s in the clouds

All the glory of heaven was in front of me
All the joy and the wonder
that there ever could be
My feet were movin’ too fast, my mouth was
talkin’ too loud
My eyes never could see it,
for my head was in the clouds

Elegance and splendour are waiting for you
Elegance and splendour,
when you finally see through

How many times has the solution
to problems ’neath which I was bowed
Waited for me in the sunlight
when my head was in the clouds?

My head’s in the clouds
when I’m not grateful to you
My head’s in the cloud
when I refuse to see through
and I won’t let you

There’s a universe of love infinite and nigh
There’s a tapestry unfolding across the sky
Miracles and scenes of beauty all around us crowd
But our eyes never see them
When our heads’ in the clouds

My head’s in the clouds
when I’m not grateful to you
My head’s in the clouds
when I refuse to see through
and I won’t let you

Miracles and scenes of beauty all around us crowd
But our eyes never see them
when our head’s in the clouds

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOFT BLUE GAZE

I’m lookin’ hard through all my days
Lookin’ hard for your soft blue gaze
Lookin’ hard through this microscope for ya
In the middle of this dystopia

And I don’t wanna disturb or distress ya
But may I take this time to bless ya?
I bless the letters in your name
I bless the moment that you came

The wolf is standin’ at the door
Bigger than the one they sent before
He’s quite a fearful vision
But so’s the slingshot under my seat cushion

Bakers make bread, farmers make hay
We’re makin’ love all day
We’ve come too far to turn back now
It’s not even the same track now

You’re the whole nine yards and then some beyond
You rescue me from the shipwreck
you’re what I’m shipwrecked on
You’re one hundred and twenty proof
I know one day it could all go poof

I’m keepin’ to the narrow path
Let’em all go worship the golden calf
The last supper’s postponed for now
I wasn’t hungry anyhow

The butcher stands with his long sharp sword
Passin’ judgement on the works of the Lord
Well I’m just tryin’ to do my best
To tend this little garden of flesh

I’m holdin’ on to you
And to what you are holdin’ onto
Time crawls backwards in a panic
Do I look like a mechanic?

Everyday I thank God above for your beautiful soul
Beyond that, things are pretty much out of our control
The sun is sinking, evening’s nigh
Red and gold waves spread across the sky

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOMEDAY SOON

Someday soon you’re gonna find
You’re gonna get no response
for your old tried and true line
You’re gonna look around,
signs of approval to see
Little old man sweepin’ up the floor
is all there’s gonna be
You’re gonna know what it’s like
to cry beneath the moon
At the other end of the harpoon, someday soon

Someday soon that beast that you’re ridin’
He’s gonna turn on you
and you’ll have to do some decidin’
Gonna have to do some fast thinkin’
might have to change your tune
To save yourself from ruin, someday soon

Someday soon you better start givin’
as well as receivin’
Or someday soon somebody’s
gonna have to be leavin’
somebody will be grievin’

Someday soon you’re gonna see
Just what kind of a friend I tried to be
Never meant to wound or hurt you,
I only wanted the best
Someday soon you’ll see what happens
when you settle for less

Someday soon you’re gonna be frownin’
instead of smilin’
Someday soon you’ll find out the hard way
that no-one’s an island
Your woes’ll be pilin’

Someday soon you’re gonna know what it’s all about
To spend half your life just tryin’ to dig out
And if you’re needin’ my help,
I’m pretty sure I got nothin’ doin’
Some afternoon, someday soon

And if I’m needin’ your help,
I’m pretty sure I got nothin doin’
Some crazy afternoon, someday soon

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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MAYOR OF CRAZYTOWN

I wanna eat when I’m hungry, I wanna sleep when I’m tired
But then along comes The Man to legislate my desire
Tellin’ me what I should know, showin’ me what I should see
Tellin’ me where I should go, tellin’ me who I should be

To live your life manipulated by whatever force that’s hangin’ around
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

A thousand new recruits are goin’ out everyday
To try to receive what they can never repay
Suckin’ the last of the blood out of the earth
Tramplin’ all of the rubies into the dirt

The only long-term investment they make is in a hole in the ground
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

I wake up every morning and I have a cup of brew
Then I stand around dumbfounded because I got nothing to do
You got the market cornered, you got it all sewed up
You got the piledrivers drivin’, I hear them comin’ over the horizon

The old men plan, the old men frown
They say for freedom the young must lay their lives down
The freedom to make peace by wagin’ a war
To show other lands how civilized they are

The freedom of the old to send the young to lay their lives down
Well you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

Well I wake up every morning and I have a cup of brew
Then I stand around dumbfounded, ’cause what can I do?
You got the waterfront covered, you got it all sewed up
You got the piledrivers drivin’, I see them comin’ over the horizon

We got our feet on the same planet, we’re breathin’ the same air
But when the whip comes down, all similarities end there
There’s a gunman at the border, there’s a line drawn in the sand
Which entirely determines if you got a givin’ or a takin’ hand

Depending on the colour of your skin, the god you worship
and from what country you’re bound
And you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

Depending on the colour of your skin, the god you worship
and what’s in your account
And you can call me crazy, but if that’s sane
you can call me the Mayor of Crazytown

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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PASSIN’ THROUGH

How can I be whole
until you return?
Some things we never recover from
some things we never learn
And I was the one who only focused on
where I was goin’to
Until I realized
I was only passin’ through

If the sun comes up
then it’s a good day
If not for me
well I’ll just wait until it turns the other way
And the briars and brambles that clutch out
with their thorny crown lasso
No they can’t catch me
I’m only passin’ through

Floating along on the breeze
in between the trees
Singin’ whatever song I please
from the gatepost where I’m located

Goin’ along for the ride out
keepin’ my eye out
For where Lady Luck’s hide out
might be situated

There seems to be a limit
on how long we can park here
We’re here for a minute
then we disappear
But time won’t have the final say
on flowers I picked for you
In swaying fields beneath the sun
that I was passin’ through

Driftin’ downstream
dreamin’ my dream
While all the sunlight’s golden beams
were shinin’ ‘round me

When twilight shadows fill the skies
there’s always one or two I recognize
They’re always so pleasantly surprised
they’ve found me

There’s no way to measure
the love I have for you
No way to measure
where that love is goin’ to
From our hearts to our fingertips
and through the sky of blue
Our love like ourselves
keeps on passin’ through

Amblin’ down any kind of street
through the eyes of anyone that you might meet
Or anyone you might casually greet
through a window

On the hill where the widows
and widowers are cryin’
in the bedclothes of the perpetually sighin’
With the lovers fallin’ and arisin’
as the warm and lonesome evening wind blows

I’m on my way
I’ve got a job to do
Got a feeling that I won’t know what it is
till after it’s all through
I’m lookin’ at all the different coloured houses
along the avenue
I’m paintin’ pictures of the view
as I’m passin’ through

I’m savin’ it all up for you
as I’m passin’ through

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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LITTLE JERK

If heaven is forever,
then what are we waitin’ around here for?
It’s like when you walk into a room
and you can’t remember what you went there for
I’m quite willing to turn my hand
to any kind of useful work
I know that I’m no big fish pullin’ on the line
I’m just a little jerk

Mama always told me
Be careful where you walk
What will cause the evil man to rejoice
will cause the righteous one to balk
I was walkin’ down the street one day
one day the street went berserk
Behind every monumental disaster
there stands a little jerk

Oh how lucky I am history’s been good to me
I could be lyin’ in a ditch,
I could be swingin’ from a tree
But I’m free – as I can afford to be
He said with a rueful smirk

Oh you little jerk

I picked up my pointer
to teach a lesson to the crowd
But my pointer got entangled in my teacher’s robe
I fell down in a chalk dust cloud
Now I’m just hangin’ around the kitchen
waitin’ for the coffee to perk
Don’t take a locomotive to raise the windowblind,
honey baby
all it takes is a little jerk

Don’t need a locomotive to raise the windowblind,
honey baby
all you need is a little jerk

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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HORSEMAN

Just as water over a thousand years
may wear away a stone
So do the years over the span of a life
tear the flesh off of the bone
While all around
the merry buzzards fly
Pass by, horseman, pass by

I heard a man named Joseph
arguing with the innkeep
All about the sleep
of reason so deep
Someone’ll always have another reason
for you to lay down and die
Pass by, horseman, pass by

You were born beneath the cypress tree
with angels singin’ so divine
You were born in a combat zone
you just didn’t know it at the time
They talk of the pursuit of happiness
every move they make gives that line the lie
Pass by, horseman, pass by

Can’t walk the road anymore
of the ones that must always resist
It’s not that it’s goin’ nowhere
it’s just that it doesn’t exist
Puttin’ all their faith and hopes for security
on that which they can least rely
Pass by, horseman, pass by

I see you on the patio
I see you in the shattered glass
In the vacant lot behind the strip mall
and underneath the overpass
In the tormented grappling of need
in the sunset bleeding with the feeling I deny
Pass by, horseman, pass by

The masters of concealment
the emperors of the unreal
Are in the business of destruction
wholesale and piecemeal
With heartbreak and devastation
they swallow you up, then mourn you with a sigh
Pass by, horseman, pass by

They’re buildin’ a highway through the forest
it should be finished anyday
It’ll take us anywhere we wanna go
as long as we all want to go the same way
While somewhere beyond the courtyard
the lonesome whippoorwills cry
Pass by, horseman, pass by

You know I’m feelin’ for ya, honey
but it’s getting’ me withdrawn
The more things slip away
the more you’re tryin’ to hold on
It’s too dangerous to carry
you can’t sell it on the sly
Pass by, horseman, pass by

Too many livin’ life unconscious
too many eatin’ sorrow’s bread
Too many trapped in the collapsin’
empires of the dead
Swept away by the avalanche
undone by an evil eye
Pass by, horseman, pass by

My experience was not unusual
though some will say it odd
It was nothing more and nothing less
than fallin’ into the arms of God
Teachin’ me to look and look again
as I roam beneath the stormy sky
Pass by, horseman, pass by

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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SOMEBODY’S KNOCKIN’

Somebody’s knockin, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Look out the window, honey, tell me what it is you see
is it somethin’ that warms or chills your blood?
Look out the window, honey, tell me what it is you see
is it a live connection you got or is it a dud?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Lift up your shade, honey, tell me who it is you see
is it friend or foe or anybody else you know?
Lift up the shade, honey, tell me who it is you see
can we keep a lid on this thing for awhile or is it all gonna blow?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?

There’s people hangin’ around from here to Watertown
all standin’ ‘round like little children with their wagons
There’s people hangin’ around from here to Watertown
at the slightest signal they’re gonna rise up like a dragon

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Don’t you move a muscle, honey, sit back and enjoy the show
for there’s nothing here that time will not disclose
There’s nothing hidden now that won’t be later revealed
nothing whispered now that won’t be shouted from the top of the house

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

No need to fear him, honey, he ain’t no interloper
no doctor nor no soldier of war
He’s just gonna give you a joy so big it’s gonna flow back into you past
and wipe out the memory of every pain you ever suffered before

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware when we were all sleepwalkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to catch us unaware while we were all just talkin’?
Somebody’s knockin’, who in the world could it be
to be so freely after midnight stalkin’?

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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FIELDS OF PLENTY

Fields of plenty
are right outside your door
Just when you think there is no more
when you’re down to your last penny

Fields of plenty
can be seen in the eyes
Of the ones who cause the sun to rise
Gazin’ on the world so old, knowin’ they behold
the fields of plenty

Fields of plenty
may seem beyond your touch
But you can reach them even with your crutch
if you start out late or early

Fields of plenty
they ain’t no ordinary field
You just step forward and you’re healed
In a blaze of light, day or night
in fields of plenty

Honey don’t wait up for me tonight
I’m goin’ down, I’m goin’ down
I’m goin’ down

To the fields of plenty
just on the other side of that wall
Where so many strive to have it all
and others don’t have any

Fields of plenty
brighter than the lights that shine on high
Appearin’ in the twinkling of an eye
On yonder hill, we’re dreamin’ still
of fields of plenty

On yonder hill, we’re headin’ still
for fields of plenty

© 2003 PorterBeach Records⁄Kyp Harness

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