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truth is
04:01
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
March 2008
© 2008 Ben Hunsberger
The truth is the truth is a marvelous word
Makes us feel good about what we've heard
A warm fuzzy feeling inside
The truth is the truth is
The proof someone lied.
The truth is a thing that we all know and love
A matter of science, a word from above
Some ancient fossil or etched in stone
The truth is the truth is
Fragile as a bone
The truth is the truth is a powerful tool
A fountain of strength, the follie of fools
The truth is the truth is the promise of spring
The truth is the truth is
A dangerous thing
The truth is the truth is what I say to you
You see it in my eyes and in all that I do
If you can't handle it, that's OK
Just repeat after me
And say exactly what I say
The truth is the truth is a mad poet's dream
Inspiring young folks, makes old folks scream
The truth is the edge of a well-honed knife
The truth is the truth is
The meaning of life
The truth is a jar you can never uncap
The truth is a gift you can never unwrap
The truth is a journey without any map
The truth is the truth is
A marvelous trap.
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peeper song
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
May 2008
© 2008 Ben Hunsberger
Spring came pouring into Maine this year
Like Jesus on the word of God
A winter's worth of snow melts away like tears
And voices are raised in the bog
Red buds are bursting on the maple tree
Even with a nightly frost
Sap begins to flow, and everybody knows
Winter's long, cold grip is lost
Winter's long, frozen grip is lost.
Chorus:
And the sun runs high
The night runs cold
The stars fill a heavenly dome
A vee in the sky descends on the water
And peepers are calling you home
Still too early to fix that fence
I never got around to in the fall
The ground is still too wet, it hasn't dried out yet
Better wait till the killdeer calls
I'm going to wait for the killdeer's call
That raging river wants to spill its banks
It's tearing at a muddy shore
Ice is flowing by, taken by the tide
Mother Nature opens up her doors.
Up the river there is plenty more.
And the sun runs high
The night runs cold
The stars fill a heavenly dome
A vee in the sky descends on the water
And peepers are calling you home
Spring came pouring into Maine this year
Like Jesus on the word of God
A winter's worth of snow melts away like tears
And voices are raised in the bog
A holy chorus is a-singing in the bog
All the little peepers are a-peeping in the bog
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best of us
03:34
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
March 2008
© 2008 Ben Hunsberger
Nobody nobody seen
Nobody nobody heard you sneakin round the back
All part of a dream
And we were ready we were ready for the frontal attack
Building fences, solid defenses
And we dared you to cross the line
All part of a dream
Gathering steam, we were too late to find that
You got the best of us. You got the best of us.
Nobody thought it could be
Nobody nobody thought this train could jump the track
All part of a dream
We were splitting the seam, just a hair-line crack
Choir singing, bells ringing
Sharing our piece of the pie
All part of a dream
A sucker-punch scream in the dead of the night
You got the best of us. You got the best of us.
Nobody thought it was you
Nobody nobody knew you were the thief in the yard
All part of a dream
And we were ready we were ready for a change of the guard
Warm breezes, silent sieges
Choaking in a smoke-filled room
All part of a dream
Starting to lean, when we realized that you
You got the best of us. You got the best of us.
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born to the wind
03:36
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
lyrics Apr 2008
© 2007 Ben Hunsberger
Born on a winter's evening
Born a child of truth
Born in a magic moment
With the promise of youth
You are born
Born into freedom
Born into grace, born to the range
Born into power
Born to the chase, never to be tamed
You are born
And you honor this bargain
And you honor this plan
And you run like a child born to the wind.
Born to the season
Born with the sun on your face
Born with a reason
Born to continue the race
You inspire the weary with confident grace
It shines from the light of your face
Born on a winter's evening
Born a child of truth
Born in a precious moment
With the promise of youth
You are born
And you honor this bargain
And you honor this plan
And you know you are...
And you honor this bargain
And you honor this plan
And you run like a child born to the wind.
All those born to the wind.
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birthday
03:49
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
© 2009 Ben Hunsberger
You got new shoes, oh my my
Don't they look like something on you
Slip them on your feet, tie them just right
Oh my, don't they look like something
You got a new belt, yes you do
Don't it look like something on you
Specialty leather, diamonds in the buckle
Oh yes, don't that look like something
Say hey, it's your birthday
I got a present for you
Say hey, it's your birthday
I got a present for you
You got a new haircut, really sharp
It's a marvelous look on you
Just off your shoulder, catches the light
Oh my, don't that look like something
That's a lovely dress, yes yes
Don't it look like something on you
It swings when you dance, and when you move just right
Oh my, don't it look like something
Say hey, it's your birthday
I got a present gonna make you sing
Say hey, it's your birthday
All you got to do is pull this string
I love the way those pearls settle on your neck
Don't they look like something on you
They feel so nice on your silky skin
Oh my, don't they look like something
Say hey, it's your birthday
I got a present for you
Say hey, it's your birthday
I got a present for you
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down a friend
03:47
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
August 2008
© 2008 Ben Hunsberger
Maybe it is as they say
Maybe it was his heart
Maybe it just stopped ticking in the end
Maybe he grew too old, too fast
And his body fell apart
One too many battles to defend
Maybe it is as they say
But I'm down a friend
Maybe it is as they say...
But I am down a friend
Maybe it is as they say
The strain was just too great
Maybe he saw it coming for a while
Maybe he know there's something wrong
And found it too late
Maybe he could not walk another mile
Maybe it is as they say
But I have my doubts
Maybe it is as they say
But I have got my doubts
Maybe he had a checkered past
That none of us ever knew
Maybe he takes his secret to the grave
Maybe he had a list of things
That someday he would do
Maybe that's not a list that should be saved
Maybe it is as they say
But I'm not convinced
Maybe it is as they say
But I am not convinced
Maybe it is as they say
I'm down a friend
Maybe it is as they say
But I am down...
Maybe that list should not be saved...
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7. |
not around
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
Aug 2007
© 2007 Ben Hunsberger
I stopped closing the door, I don't do that no more
You're not around
Can't talk to you're friends, I want to see you again
You're not around
I try calling you're phone, there's no dial tone
You're not around
Keys by the door, note on the table
You're not around
I talk to myself, they say it's good for my health
You're not around
But there's not much to say, and I don't listen anyway
You're not around
The sky fills with rain, I don't complain
You're not around
Keys by the door, note on the table
You're not around
I feed the dog and the cat twice a day
Put a smile on my face, but my heart is still gray
You're not around
I stopped closing the door, I don't do that no more
You're not around
I talk to you're friends, I want to see you again
You're not around
The sky fills up with rain, I don't complain
You're not around
Keys by the door, note on the table
You're not around
I make dinner for one, it leaves me a mess
Leave the dishes undone, one soul in distress
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want no water
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
Oct 2007
© 2007 Ben Hunsberger
How many days have I been wandering?
This sun's making me crazy, and I can't think.
Didn't you hear that, listen, hear that?
The sun's making me crazy.
I want no water, want no water, want no water.
I think this is the way we came...
Been so many days it all looks the same.
Didn't we see this tree before, yesterday?
This sun's making me crazy, crazy.
I want no water, want no water, want no water.
If you can see, you lead the way.
Nothing's clear to me, nothing's clear anymore.
I gotta shut my eyes, shut my eyes.
This sun's eating my brains, it's eating my brains.
I want no water, want no water, want no water.
Didn't you hear that, listen, hear that?
This sun is eating my brains, it's eating my brains.
I want no water, want no water, want no water.
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way away
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Words and music by Ben Hunsberger
© 2009 Ben Hunsberger
Make camp in the foothills
No fires tonight
Our enemy is upon us
He's looking for a fight, for a fight
Ration your provisions
Guard your water with your life
These are desparate decisions
Write a letter to your children and your wife
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
How the hell did we get here?
Things were going so well.
Had a good business back in Bangor
That whole world's gone to hell, gone to hell
It was different when we started
We had a stronger hand to play
All the aces, all the trump cards
Hard to figure how they traded that away...
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
I've got her picture in my pocket
But I can't look at her tonight
If there's a chance we get out of here
I've got to hold on through the dawn's early light
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
(We are walking home) Way away
(We are walking home) Way away away
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Ben Hunsberger Bowdoinham
layer fresh melodies with full-bodied undertones.
fold in a little nature and politics.
season with angst, humor, and a pinch of sarcasm.
serve with plenty of volume.
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