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The Fool
03:27
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Darkening demeanors mark the smart men’s crooked smiles • As they wait their turn • Dissecting not the words, but the man before their eyes • They wait their turn • They wait their turn • He knew with all his heart and soul and cried out in his mind • “I’m not wasting their time!”
The wait to condescend finally comes to an end • As the man sits down • They may have missed the speech, but they hit the man directly • As the man sits down • The man sits down • He knew with all his heart and soul and cried out in his mind • “I’m not wasting their time!” • And then he whispered softly with the light still in his eyes • “What a perfect fool am I”
And he waits • And he waits • And he waits
It turns out unseen forces had the power over death and life • As the man believed • But believin’ is too hard for those who must see with their eyes • The man believed • The man believed
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The Year
04:30
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They met in the winter of the year of the great snowstorm • His beard was full, and the curls in her hair were long • They built a fire, and watched the snow fall • She was sippin’ tea • He was sippin’ coffee • And they sang “It’s gonna be a good year”
They headed out west in the spring of the great sandstorm • His face was shaved, and the color in her eyes was blue • They built a home, and watched the wheat grow • She was knittin’ sweaters • He was splittin’ wood • And they sang, “It’s gonna be a good year”
Baby, it’s gonna be a good year • Oh my honey • Oh my dear • I ain’t got nothin’ to fear • ‘Cause baby, it’s gonna be a good year
They struck it rich in the summer of the great gold rush • His face was tan, and the soles in her shoes were worn • They built a town, and watched the settlers roll in • She danced around • He played a sweet song • And they sang, “It’s gonna be a good year”
Baby, it’s gonna be a good year • Oh my honey • Oh my dear • I ain’t got nothin’ to fear • ‘Cause baby, it’s gonna be a good year
They lost it all in the fall of the great stock crash • His face was hard, and the dress that she wore was torn • They built a wagon, and headed back east • She was patchin’ up her dress • He was patchin’ up his pride • And he looked at her with a twinkle in his eye • And sang, “Next year is gonna be a good year”
Baby, it’s gonna be a good year • Oh my honey • Oh my dear • I ain’t got nothin’ to fear • ‘Cause baby, it’s gonna be a good year
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The Quiet Man
04:31
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The quiet man sat smoking in the shade • The long shadow cast by fate kept everyone else away • The quiet man gave up the future he had planned • With no one to hold his hand, he would become his own man, a great man
What’s the point? • He never understood • In this world, there is no meaning • What he got never got him anywhere • Just left alone, chasing the wind
Finally, he turned the people’s heads • He had figured out the bomb • It made him a well-known man • Suddenly, some people said he was an angel • Others said he was a devil • He was just a quiet man
What’s the point? • He never understood • In this world, there is no meaning • What he got never got him anywhere • Just left alone chasing the wind
So the bomb was dropped • Children’s shadows were etched upon the walls • He never thought that history would echo out his name
What’s the point? • He never understood • In this world, there is no meaning • What he got never got him anywhere • Just left alone chasing the wind
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Dymaxion
03:10
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Buckminster Fuller was a man full of desire •
A dreamer and inventor • His brain and heart on fire • On the road to Chicago in his Dymaxion
It could transport eleven at ninety miles per hour • Thirty miles to the gallon • Tear dropped with V8 power • On the road to Chicago in his Dymaxion • To the World’s Fair in Chicago in his Dymaxion
He spent a lot of money • A great vision he had in mind • To change our way of thinking • A better life for all mankind • On the road to Chicago in his Dymaxion • To the World’s Fair in Chicago in his Dymaxion
But alas, the car rolled over • Two survived, but the driver died • The investors pulled their funding • So goes the shifting tide • On the road to Chicago in his Dymaxion • To the World’s Fair in Chicago in his Dymaxion • On the road to Chicago in his Dymaxion
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The City of Promise
03:15
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Well Chris, he was looking for a new life he could live • So he built a boat and headed to the West • With his pockets full of nothing and his head all full of dreams • Nobody could have stopped him as he drove into the sea
And with a mighty roar the ocean yelled, “Are you ready boy?” • And chris replied, “Is that the best that you can do?” • So for forty days and forty nights, Chris was battered to and fro • Till finally the tiny ship couldn’t stand the heavy blows
So overboard the captain went into the deep below • Where a mighty fish swallowed him and then spat him out on the shore • “Is this my new world?” Chris exclaimed with some surprise • For a city grew before him and behind him loomed grey skies
I was hoping for some mountains, a forest and a stream • But all I’ve got is concrete and a world of broken dreams • Then chris realized something we all should come to know • Sometimes what you got is the best thing that there is
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