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SISTERS AND BROTHERS
03:04
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Water is calming down in rainy weather
quenches the thirst of sisters and brothers
We walk in the rain
In hot weather
We eat apples and pares
With boys and brothers
We mix pleasures and pain
With friends and lovers
We go out Saturday night
With sisters and brothers
LA LA etc
A storm blows in the landscape
The wind knocks the trees down
The country’s blessed, the county’s cursed
We walk together
We see friends in town
We see lovers
We walk in the rain
In hot weather
Water is coming down in rainy weather
quenches the thirst of sisters and brothers
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CROSSING BRIDGES
04:49
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We walked on the Brooklyn Bridge
Hand in hand. a light rain fell.
The silence of the boats below
And the traffic passed as well
Imaginary, lovers dwell,
The kindness of boys I know
Met by rivers show and tell
songs and wine that cast a spell
Crossing bridges as I go
The continent the world I know
Hand in hand a light rain fell
the shinning river flows below
The Hudson and east river, boats
What Ridgewood, and Brooklyn lovers know
Imaginary lovers go
Over bridges over roads
We walked on the Brooklyn Bridge
Hand in hand. a light rain fell.
The silence of the boats below
And the traffic passed as well
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A ROCK IN A GLOVE
06:30
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Temptation it was, a rock in a glove
the story I made , the news paper weighed
A ton of love, but that was the way
I made up my face, and gave it away, and gave it away,
What Jesus said was, go speak with a child
The newspaper weighed, a lamp on a grave
Yes talk with a child, he’ll explain to you why
The tears on your face, the stone and the mud
Yes talk to me child, the TV is crying
But I made a brave face, yes make a brave face
the news paper weighs, a ton of love
I make up my face, and gave it away, and gave it away,
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QUASIMODO
03:17
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THE LETTER
04:31
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I rote a letter to a lover
Come back so I wont forget you
As the sun fades, in the evening
I see your face..the stars are sparkling
When it rained I wrote a letter
To a friend from Arazonia
Summer showers come to bring you
Summer songs . In Summer weather
I telephoned my fried Carl
To find out where to send him a CD
A dog is barking in the back yard
next door neighbors quietly talking
I talked to Eddie at the cafe’
He made a capuchino for me
I sat out side in Summer sunlight
Down the street the kids are playing
I rote a letter to a lover
Come back so I wont forget you
As the sun fades, in the evening
I see your face..the stars are sparkling
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Ed Askew New York
The singer-songwriter / painter moved to New York for a few months in 1967 where he met Bernard Stollman of ESP-Disk, who offered him a contract. Between 1968 and 1986, Ed lived, mostly, in New Haven; doing occasional shows with his band, and later doing solo shows there. Around 1987, Ed moved to New York City, where he continues to write and record songs, and occasionally perform. ... more
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