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1. The Midget, The Speck and the Molecule
from the album "The Midget, The Speck and the Molecule"
Words & music by Terry Scott Taylor
©2007 Terry Scott Taylor music (bmi)
i’m an old Hitchhiker
i’m an old Hitchhiker
i’m an old Hitchhiker,
i’m still waiting there
in your rearview mirror
i’m a troubled midget now
i’m a troubled midget now
i’m a troubled midget
you can see me gettin’ smaller
in your rearview mirror
i’m a little bitty speck
hard to detect
easy to forget
somethin,’ almost nothin’
in your rearview mirror
oh i’m a rolling molecule
oh i’m a rolling molecule
i’m rolling now
getting closer and closer
in your rearview mirror
now i’m a poltergeist
i’m a poltergeist
i’m a poltergeist
i’m in the backseat crackin’ your rearview mirror
i’ve got some words for you
wise words for you
from the midget and the speck and the molecule
the hitchhiking ghost has some words for you
ah, turn back baby, turn around
the bridge is out and you will surely drown
turn back baby turn around
turn back baby, turn around
the rolling molecule’s
becomes a tiny speck now
the troubled midget’s now a laughing giant
and an old Hitchhiker
can you see me through your glass darkly?
i’m an old Hitchhiker
can you see me through your glass darkly?
i’m an old Hitchhiker
can you see me through your glass darkly?...
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“Welcome, Mia!” Says The World
words and music: Terry Scott Taylor
©2019 Shape Of Air Music, BMI
“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world
“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world
Says the world: “I’m not everything I was meant to be,
There’s war and peace and death and life in me
I will help you out, and I’ll do my best to bring you down
I make kings and queens, then I steal their jeweled crowns
You will see the broken and the beautiful all around
But the good in me
Wants you free to
Shine, Mia
Shine,
Be loving and kind,
Mia
“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world
“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world
Says the world: “ I’ll make you laugh, and I’ll make you cry
I’ll tell you truths, and there’s no doubt I’ll tell you lies
Look beyond me with your deepest longings, your hopes, and dreams,
While I’m telling you stories about what all this may mean
It’s up to you to try to make sense of all these things
But the good in me
Wants you free to
Shine, Mia
You are as innocent as I was when I was new
I still have my friends, but I have got my enemies too
I don’t know where I’m headed, guess I’m an awful lot like you
And the good in me,
Wants you free to
Shine, Mia
Shine,
Be loving and kind,
Mia
Shine, Mia
Shine,
Be loving and kind,
Mia
Shine, Mia
Shine,
Be loving and kind,
Mia
Shine, Mia (“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world)
Shine, (“Welcome Mia!,” says the world)
Be loving and kind,
Mia
Shine, Mia (“Welcome Mia!,” says the world)
Shine, (“Welcome, Mia!”, says the world)
Be loving and kind,
Mia (“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world)
Shine, Mia
“Welcome, Mia!,” says the world
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Darn Floor - Big Bite
from the DA album "Darn Floor - Big Bite"
Words by Terry Taylor; Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler, and Greg Flesch
©1987 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
“And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.”
—John 1:14
1: You touch my hair and cheek sometimes
Feel in yourself this flesh and blood
My poor flesh and blood, my poor flesh and blood
I think I met an angel once
But I cannot really know for sure
Do I know you now? Do I know you now?
2: Illuminate my muddled heart
Sweep the shadows from my mind
So I might imagine what you are like
And understand the great design
Darn floor - big bite
You are earth, water and light
3: Darn floor - big bite
Can I ever hope to get it right, can't get it right
I believe I've had a vision or two
Could have been a dream
I guess it could have been a dream
Could have been a dream
I saw the wide world crack where you touched down
And bodies wash up on a mythical shore
Will you save me now? Will you save me now?
In not-quite earth, in not-quite heaven
I'll imitate love like lovers do
In not-quite art, in not-quite living
I'll pray that writing it down is part of loving you
4: Darn floor - big bite
You are twilight, dark and bright
Darn floor - big bite
You are beautiful, terrible terrible sight!
Repeat 1
Darn floor - big bite
You are love, fire and light
Repeat 3, 4
No I can't get it, no I can't get it right
Repeat 2
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Dust In My Bowl- 2019
03:54
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"Dust in my Bowl"
from the Lost Dogs album Old Angel
Words & music by Terry Scott Taylor
©2010 Shape Of Air Music, BMI
Dust in my bowl for breakfast
The end of my dreams for lunch
Despair on my plate
And for dinner I ate
Grapes of wrath
Downed them all bunch by bunch
We picked peaches for a nickel a bucket
Not enough to keep us alive
And in that Hooverville camp
By the river she sat
There my mama she laid down and died
O I’m leaving down Route 66
I’m leaving down Route 66
Down Route 66
I’m prayin’ she’ll be
A glory road for me
The babies they’s cold and they’s hungry
The wife cries she wants to go back
But there ain’t no back to go back to
The banks and the dozers made damn sure of that
O I’m leaving down Route 66
I’m leaving down Route 66
Down Route 66
I’m prayin’ she’ll be
A glory road for me
A man he can think about heaven
Imagine a life there so sweet
But for now he must pray
“Lord provide me a way
So my children have something to eat”
And it’s onward to rich California
With a prayer and our heads still held high
And the hope in that land
I’ll be a prosperous man
Build my family a home ‘fore I die
O I’m leaving down Route 66
I’m leaving down Route 66
With my bowl full of dust
It’s California or bust
Guessin’ down the road I’ll see
If she’s a glory road for me
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Easy For You- 2019
03:46
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Easy For You
from the DA album "Mr. Buechner's Dream"
Music by Daniel Amos, Lyrics by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
You own it
In a moment, it's all in the book
If you want it
You've got it, with only one look
If I doubt it
Can't live without it, that's a habit of mine
I want to get it
I'll have to live it, one day at a time
Chorus:
How does this come (2x)
So easy for you?
You're feeling
You got a healing, hand in the air
If you can name it
You can tame it, and it's always there
I can't hold it
I can't mold it, it's like catching a star
But you've tracked it
You've trapped it, it's there in your jar
Chorus
You've got no time to read a mystery
You're not inclined to waste the energy
Or wrap your mind around a paradox
Or bear the thought Of my liberty
You own it
In a moment, it's all in the book
If you want it
You've got it, with only one look
Chorus
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