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Spinning at the Speed
03:06
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Dear Lord, my head is spinning at the speed we travel.
Dear Lord, my head is reeling at the rate we hurtle on.
Unsettling; It strips my pride and sureness from me.
Assuredness escapes me every time I dwell on it.
Lend me a sacred silence;
Extend to me a frigid air
That I can breathe in deep;
Quiet this frantic heartbeat.
My hearts’ so quick; it rambles on so obtrusively.
My palms are damp, so in tune with all that wars inside of me.
Lend me a sacred silence;
Extend to me a frigid air
That I can take in deep;
Please quiet this frantic heartbeat.
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Empty Chair
02:21
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Longer than Time
03:27
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Oh my lord, don’t be far away,
Please be close to me,
Please be close to me;
Don’t be far away.
Oh my lord, I have roamed astray,
Yet you’re still with me,
You are still with me;
Don’t be far away.
Through our silent times,
Through the deepest dark,
You love me Lord,
You have my heart.
Oh my Lord, you are my sun,
Please shine on me,
Just shine on me;
You are my sun.
Oh my Lord, the dark is calling,
It beckons me,
It beckons me;
You are my sun!
My love for you is strong,
Your love for me is stronger;
I wish to know you;
I want to love you longer than time.
And through our silent times,
Through the deepest dark,
You love me Lord,
You have my heart.
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You Are My Sunshine
01:11
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine;
You make me happy when skies are grey.
You’ll never know dear how much I love you,
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
The other night dear, while I lay sleeping
I dreamt I held you in my arms.
When I awakened I was mistaken,
So I hung my head and I cried.
© Jimmie Davis, Charles Mitchell (Peer International Corp.)
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Song of the City
04:59
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Left the mountains behind;
Into the heat of engines I go,
Into the quick and the paved,
The bright, the noonday.
Left the river behind;
And all my meditations ail me.
I do not invite them,
But still they grieve me,
And oppose the heart and its lifting up,
Straining for the light
Behind the heavens.
And the city it jeers and drives me away;
Away, away! Chorus of horns are blazing behind me, unforgiving,
I do not know which way is out.
I do not belong here.
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But when this is through, can I still find you?
When this is through, will I still have you and your peaceful places?
Though I strive and accuse, I only want you.
And for all my groaning,
I just want you close.
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Jacob Goins Brasstown, North Carolina
Jacob Goins is a poet who dresses his words in delicate melody, carefully designed. Born and raised in the Appalachians,
Jacob fashions folk music that shares the gentleness, the rise and fall, and the golden peacefulness of the North Carolina mountains.
In every humble effort, he strives to make art that doesn’t sing over the quiet, but rather sings with it.
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Jacob Goins recommends:
sun on the square
by the innocence mission
Some of my very favorite folk music. Please support these creative people! Their music is truly special. This album is beautifully visual and carefully crafted. My favorite innocence mission to date.
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A Dawn I Remember
by Holly Arrowsmith
This album has inspired me deeply. It is glorious in its longing. Poetic and insightful. I especially suggest the song, "Slow Train Creek"
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