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New York in Spring

by Jeremy Bass

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1.
Berimbau 00:54
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2.
Style 03:46
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This is the season of the skirt and the wedding ring Fashion model on the runway with the next new thing People stop and they stare, and it’s not just her hair She’s got on a dress that no one else could wear They call that style… Now take a walk by the river and the sunset fire Brooklyn Bridge a tapestry aloft on wire You could say it’s just a way to get from here across the bay But the walking there sure feels so fine and gay It’s got style… When the years pass by we will stop and sigh For the girl in the blue and her stiletto shoes And the bridge lifted high into next century’s sky They had style… It’s 1913 now they’re putting up the Woolworth tower Slender arches and filigree as white as flour No its grandeur won’t last, it’ll soon be overpassed But tonight it glows like something right and blessed It’s got style… And on the TV there’s Sinatra and there’s Fred Astaire You can almost tell the year just by the clothes they wear But there’s something in the way they strike a pose or what they say That is far beyond a year or just a day Man they’ve got style… When the years have passed what of all this will last? There’s no way to know what only the years will show And there’s no master plan, you just do it the best you can Do do do do do do do do do, do it in your style Do it in your style…
3.
Firefly 03:38
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I don’t know where a stillness comes from Or where it goes when you leave I saw a slow firelight flashing through the woods And when I turned I grasped a darkness thick with leaves Circle near, and now you’re passing But your silence speaks more than you hoped to say How soon I realized what was firelight flashing Was just a distant star a thousand miles away You can leave my little starling You can leave if you wanted to Leave and constellated flicker of your going Will pull me into orbit circling you Here it is, the stuff we’re made of Bones and dreams and midnight whisperings And curling midst this humid summer air Your love’s unspoken but the touch is lingering You can leave my little starling You can leave if you needed to Leave and constellated flicker of your going Will pull me into orbit circling you I don’t know where an evening comes from Or where we’ll be when it leaves Just one more kiss the fire returns to sparks it came from Before the darkness has its ultimate reprieve Just one kiss before you’re going Just one kiss and then we’re through One kiss and constellated flicker of your glowing Will pull me into orbit circling you Pull me into orbit circling you
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Julia 03:32
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Work 04:59
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Look out the window at the morning sun Week is over, day’s begun Some like the farmer to his plow are still working In the city children play Men in suits on Saturday Women too, all going away, he they’re working Here I sit in my usual place Winter sun just touched my face Though I’ll be sitting here all day, hey I’m working Even if things change Still they stay the same The clock that makes our sun and rain is ever turning You can take a vacation, it’ll be nice Go out to a party once or twice Get away for the weekend, where will you go? Somewhere nice, somewhere sweet Better make it close cause come the week You’ll be back to work, work, work work work work work work Work, work, work work work But now it’s lunch, time for a break Workers pause at the work they make Some like the farmer to his plow are still working Some have no time for things today Busy work of the world at play A man tries to make his lover stay, hey they’re working I’ve barely moved half an inch But my mind’s been roaming continents How ‘bout you out in your stint, are you working? Even if things change Still they stay the same The clock that makes our joy and pain is ever turning You can take a vacation, it’ll be nice Go out to a party once or twice Get away for the weekend, where will you go? Somewhere nice, somewhere sweet Better make it close cause come the week You’ll be back to work, work, work work work work work work Work, work, work work work Evening bells ringing over the town Children laying their studies down Whether it’s dinner or a dream, their minds are working Like everything that’s on the earth Curtains down or fresh at birth Strain for joy, strain for mirth, the joy is working And meanwhile back behind the plow He’s sown a field or two somehow The grateful sweat pours from his brow as he’s working Even if things change Still they stay the same The clock that makes our sun and rain is ever turning You can take a vacation, it’ll be nice Go out to a party once or twice Get away for the weekend, where will you go? Somewhere nice, somewhere sweet Somewhere hot, sitting on a beach Better make it close cause come the week You’ll be back to work, work, work work work work work work Work, work, work work work
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Theme from El Decameron Negro 01:01
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Prayer 03:33
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Be not so frightened Be not afraid The dark will be brightened The load will be lightened The storm will be stayed If some strength still flows in you If these words can still ring true Heed these glad tidings Our hope’s still arriving Be not afraid Be not so careful Be not so dismayed The clothes that we wear The highlights in our hair Will all fall out and fade And these things we think are true Will evaporate into the blue Let there be no hiding Hope’s still arriving Be not afraid There are roads that lead us onward There are roads on which we’re flung There are roads leading us onward Far past where we started from So be not so selfish Unconscious, unkind Or any of these things We all bring on ourselves Most of the time Seek not the power to make clear Just the power to simply appear And accept the wealth To be only yourself In this moment in time Be not so frightened Be not afraid If some strength still flows in you If these words can still ring true Heed these glad tidings Our hope’s still arriving Heed these glad tidings Hope’s still arriving Be not afraid
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New York in Spring 05:21
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From a window, sound of strings Up streets an echo, lovebirds in a fling Who knows what lies beyond that door down to the street? Or what the day might have in store, oh there’s possibilities It’s New York in spring… There’s easy music, birds in the trees The blossoms blooming, careless and free And when the evening comes the shadows are cool as stone There are a million ways to make a secret city all your own And what will it bring? New York in spring… I had a lover once who said she couldn’t follow me here Oh the people are much too rude, and the cost of living’s much much too dear Maybe she was hiding something she didn’t really wanna hide But how could you not ever have lived here and ever said you’d truly been alive In New York in Spring… La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dah , di dee dee dah dah Walk through the park, babies running around When it gets dark you head downtown Maybe sit out in a quiet café with the starlight to read Or in your own place windows open wide, so you can feel the gentle breeze Of New York in Spring… I had a friend once who said that he was going away In a boat south of France, or a bay down in Mexico way Ah, maybe we was shot with something he didn’t know how to grieve But I know it gets hot, but honestly people would you ever wanna leave New York in Spring… Come the summer, they pack and leave Come the winter, hole up and freeze But if there’s a place like this elsewhere, I don’t wanna know From Inwood Park to Washington Square, you know this city is my home And it’s in spring… New York in Spring… La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah, di dee dah, di dee dee dah dah La di dee dah…

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released June 9, 2015

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Jeremy Bass is a guitarist, multi-instrumentalist and singer-songwriter. Originally trained in classical and flamenco guitar, he now focuses on roots-inspired rock 'n' roll and acoustic instrumental music. He is the Musical Director for the OBIE award-winning Secret City and an award-winning poet and critic. ... more

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