1. |
Gael Part 1
00:58
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When you speak you speak of things that you know
Like diving for pearls and fighting the undertow
Your hands have lines the tell of the lives you’ve known
And how that you got to the state that you’re in
Silence when you're unsure of yourself
Another’s words are never heard in your mouth
Your hands are worn, your heart is torn
That’s how you got to the state that you’re in
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2. |
Problem Statement
03:39
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I gotta a problem Yo ho
Bigger than me Yo ho
70 Million Yo ho
in two or three weeks Yo ho
Can you believe it, that we’re in this mess
No one can blame us, But now I digress
We need a self starter
good communication
A real team player
Fill out application
The big league consultant
makes recommendations
Report all our progress
And stunning creations
I gotta a problem, it’s bigger than me
70 Million, in two or three weeks
And I feel the results
From the surveys they will really show
That we must get some counsel
Get some counsel cuz they’re in the know
And I feel that the world
Is spinning
right out of
Control
Yo ho
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3. |
Avian Confessional
02:53
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Blow off course
Little bird
What ‘cha doing upon the escarpment
Haven’t you heard
Soaring high
Thermal wind
Everything that you ever wanted
Let it begin
Never once imagined I would find you this way
Do you understand a single word that I say
I’m not even sure that I am saying it right
careful with my words so you don’t take flight
We were not expecting any radicals here
Your song is so peculiar to my ears
Where’d you say you’re going maybe later this year
How did you survive to make it up here
Take cover my dear, Take cover my dear
Blow off course
Little bird
There’s a fly way cross the escarpment
Haven’t you heard
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4. |
Where We Walk Around
04:07
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Everybody is going to be alone
everybody is looking at their phone
all the monkeys sitting in the zoo
all the monkeys wonder what to do
All the answers are in the big report
every measure every last resort
everybody is making up a plan
everybody is praying for the man
We live just where we walk around
We’ll go together
Tides rise and take us all to town, or take us all down
We’ll rise together
all the ladies know just want to do
Old white fellas taking up the view
everybody is going to be alone
no solution staring at your phone
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5. |
Halfway to Hepworth
03:49
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I’m halfway to Hepworth
This never gets old
I’m masked up, I’m gassed up
And I’ll do what I’m told
But I need a little conversation
Because I feel so alone
I’m halfway to Hepworth
Trying to go home
I made it to Arthur
Where they sold me a suit
I traded a guitar
For a daily commute
& more than hesitation
But now I digress
Arthur, Oh Arthur
It’s all a big mess
Highway Six is closed
Everything is froze
Keep your eyes o the road
And your tongue off the pole
Now I’m in Ferndale
It’s starting to thaw
I still can’t believe
All the things that I saw
In the white out nearly tapped out
It was all I could do
Now I’m in Ferndale
I’m coming home
Coming home to you
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6. |
Snow Day
03:40
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And everyone is tucked right in
I don’t know where to begin
This gift is rare and precious
We are so connected
And everything it stands so still
Yet my mind’s completely filled
Filled with possibilities
No responsibilities
Why can’t I
Tap into this
Every single day is bliss
Give me just a little kiss
Everything’s ground to a halt
Missed my work it’s not my fault
We’ll pick it up tomorrow
But for now I’m going to burrow
Right into the heart of a snow day
Where everything it stands so still
I should be completely chilled
Acknowledge the excitement
This is no indictment
Why must we be so socked in
To let these simple feelings in
and trust the path will take us in
Why can’t I
Tap into this
Every single day is bliss
Give me just a little kiss
Why must we
Be so socked in
To let these simple feelings in
To trust the path will take us in
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7. |
Whistler
04:19
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He finally opened up, after ten lost years
To the possibility of great big ears
He didn’t get a say, or time to prepare
The dog showed up that day
Now they work as a pair
There was nothing to do about it
Whistler came whistling in
At a time when defenses were down
And everybody needed a friend
His boy finally opened up, it'd been one tough year
She brought him tranquility, and helped with his fear
He didn't get a say or time to prepare
The dog just showed up that day, now they're making repairs
There was nothing to do about it
Whistler came whistling in
At a time when defenses were down
And everybody needed a friend
There was nothing to do about it
Whistler came whistling in
She took us down to the ground
Where all the little seeds can tuck in
Spirit dogs come into your life
They come with big ears and a grin
There is nothing to do about it
When Whistler comes whistling in
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8. |
Big Bay
04:38
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I dreamed about Jim
God knows I let him in
His wispy beard his smiling Oki
little banjo great big folky
I dreamed about peace
That comes with growing older
When we finally drop our arms
When we finally grow our charms
Dreamed about George
A wetsuit and a vaporizer
A cold day in Georgian bay
Back stroke along the shore line
I dreamed about laws
All those that just don't hold
For free minded spirit travelers
Hover over open road
There is a Big band in Big Bay
Everybody gets to play
Nobody’s toes are stepped on
No one gets in the way
Sometimes sublime sometimes just average
I dreamed about Leroy
Tall guy with an easy bake oven
So easy and yet so hard
grows good things in his backyard
I dreamed about truth
And the nature of compromises
like wide rims and knobby tires
outrun a fancy road bike
There is a Big band in Big Bay
Everybody gets to play
Nobody’s toes are stepped on
No one gets in the way
Sometimes sublime sometimes just average –
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9. |
Brambles and Thorns
04:32
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We built a lighthouse
it got blown in the chuck
The wind was crazy
Picked the whole thing right up
You lose your landmarks
And other things you hold dear
The water’s rising
But there’s nothing to fear
The ice keeps melting
For things that we say aloud
So we keep driving
Flying straight for the clouds
We count on children
who will carry the load
We’re aged out mothers whose
Whose privilege explodes (implodes)
All the young lovers
They Try to keep us in line
Observe the limits
Not everything all the time,
But we’re divided
And we must weather the storm
I am reminded
of all the brambles and thorns
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10. |
St. John Isl.
03:43
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When I conjure up pictures of you
there were no limits to what we could do
There was just freedom, jars without lids
We were spilling our contents,
we were just teenage kids
This was the time to find out what it's like
To share in the beauty, share in the mind
This was the time to find out what it’s like
To share in the spirits, share in the wine
We would go flying out on Georgian Bay
Never suspect you’d be taken away
Walking with the saints in our earliest days
Oh what good fortune to have come up with you
And now with our children, It comes ‘round again
The hell of the parents, The safety of friends
We were so lucky, Nine times out of ten
Forgiveness forgiveness, forgiveness dear friends
We were just teenaged kids, No parents about
armed with our senses, we knew how to shout
No one predicted, just what came about
Said goodbye to the best of what we were about
We would go flying out on Georgian Bay
Never suspect you’d be taken away
Not one iota of the risk or the bid
We were spilling our contents,
we were just teenaged kids
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11. |
Gael Reprise
01:31
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Stephen Woeller Lion'S Head, Ontario
From the village of Lion's Head on the Northern Saugeen (Bruce) Peninsula, woe11er sings songs about the land and lived experiences as band mate, tree planter, community developer, father and partner. woe11er:
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