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Swirled World

by Church of Betty

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1.
Wake Up 04:04
Follow your dreams through time, unless your dreams are bad like mine. I guess dreams can be good or bad. You know the best dream I ever had was with you sleeping in my bed. Wake up and smell the sun. I feel warmth lighting up my face. Believe in power of the day. No dream can steal your strength away, no way. Dreams are fulfilled awake. Follow your dreams through time, unless your dreams are bad like mine. I guess dreams can be good or bad. You know the best dream I ever had was with you sleeping in my bed. Wake up and smell the sun. I feel warmth lighting up my face. Believe in power of the day. No dream can steal your strength away, no way. Dreams are fulfilled awake. Follow your dreams through time, unless your dreams are bad like mine. I guess dreams can be good or bad. You know the best dream I ever had was with you sleeping in my bed.
2.
Ever Deeper 05:19
Kiss away the tears, all the tears that I draw out of your eyes. Sometimes I’m unkind. Sorry but I just hurt deep down inside. Long before us, I paid a price. One and only you, skin as thick as sandpaper. One and only me, bullets piercing body armor. The love that we give is the love that we take. The pain that we shield is the cream on our cake. The love that we give is the love that we take. Darling I believe I can love you better. Darling I believe I can touch you deeper. The pain that we shield is the cream on our cake. I can love you better when I love myself. Got to find a way to better love myself. I commit my pride to pursuit of a deeper peace inside if not for us, I would be lost. Ever deeper inside, I feel for the light.
3.
I remember you, do you remember me? Was a time our bond was true, us and god made three. Locked in art and locked in love, how the spirit flies. Til the weather changes us, past remains alive. I remember you, do you remember me? What we made was rich and true, set each other free. Free to roam the maze of time to the other side, opposite and back again. Memories collide. Memory, history. What we create can’t be taken away. The present seems to last forever til the energy fades. The present seems to last forever til we blink it away. You may not be around but you changed the beat of my heart. I remember you, do you remember me? The seed we planted long ago has grown into a tree. Never mind the rain that fell in years since you’ve been gone. I observed your lessons well, give thanks and carry on. Memory, history. What we create can’t be taken away.
4.
We band together to take on the day and all of its challenges. Why can’t it be simple? In different directions we’re running today, crisscrossing out corner of ocean. Visibility is low, the weather changing on a dime, compass spinning. Beautiful vessel, navigate the raging main. We are your faithful crew. Beautiful vessel, tracking that Northern star, we place our faith in you. So many mercies along the way, so many unplanned gifts help us stay the course. When tsunami threatenes to sweep us away, we must remember the joys of this journey. Through it all, we turn to you. Steer your precious cargo to safe harbor. Beautiful vessel, navigate the raging main. We are your faithful crew. Beautiful vessel, tracking that Northern star, we place our faith in you. Lord knows, I tried to get us by. I turn to you, beautiful vessel. In spite of my might, it’s a fight. Day is night, beautiful vessel. The lighning and thunder crash across the sky, beautiful vessel. Beautiful vessel, navigate the raging main. We are your faithful crew. Beautiful vessel, tracking that Northern star, we place our faith in you.
5.
I Don't Sing 04:38
I walked the walk into the fire. I bled red blood for your voyeuristic pleasure. I walked the plank into the pyre. You are my witness, I laid my soul bare on your sacrificial table. I don’t sing anymore cos I don’t want to share my life with you. I don’t sing anymore cos the deeper I cut, the less there is to show. I took the stand and came clean, confessed my sins for your voyeuristic pleasure. I testified to my lies. I was your witness to painful regrets for your passive catharsis. I dug so deep for whatever was in me that might not have been heard before. But no one cares when the sonic martyr dares. “What is this? I ain’t never heard it before. Out the door.” I don’t sing anymore cos I don’t want to share my life with you. I don’t sing anymore cos the deeper I cut, the less there is to show. I told the tale of my life, exposed mistake for your educational pleasure. But tales of caution run dry. If you could witness the hubris and folly, as if I’ve learned nothing. O how I’ve tried to improve my lot in life, but it seems the joke is all on me, lost in the weeds. Well it may be that the truth will set you free, I wouldn’t know because I’m miles away, bored with the chase. I don’t sing anymore cos I don’t want to share my life with you. I don’t sing anymore cos the deeper I cut, the less there is to show.
6.
Endure 05:13
Sister it’s alright to cry. Sister it’s alright to cry when it hurts, or else it just hurts worse. Sister it’s alright to cry. Sister it’s alright to show what’s inside, or else it’s just a lie. Come to me sister, alright to cry. Brother it’s alright to fight. Brother it’s alright to stand up for yourself. If not you, who else? Brother it’s alright to fight. Brother it’s alright to struggle with the pain, push against the grain. Stand up my brother, alright to fight. So many challenges, one after another down the line. That’s just fine. Life is a puzzle box, each piece a new mystery to be solved down the line. Stand up together, endure. We’ll be fine. Stand up together, we are born to endure. Yes we are. Mother it’s alright to cry. Mother it’s alright to touch your deepest love for another. Mother it’s alright to fight. Mother it’s alright to battle for your son. Raise another one into the world, alright to love. Stand up together…
7.
Welcome the new world, baby it’s a new world. Welcome the new world, can’t you see the new world? The zeroes and ones string us together from the corners of every continent. Our blood is swirling together, we unite through common eyes. Welcome the new world, joy to the new world. Welcome the new world, speeding through a new world. The zeroes and ones add up to power, launching us all into helpless orbit of those with a lease on forever, but we still occupy our minds. Baby it’s a swirled world, feel karma whirling around you. Listen for another’s heart as the white noise surrounds you. All together come, one world, one vision. Here’s to the old world, yes it was a helluva world. Cheers to the old world, kiss it all goodbye my love. There is a comfort in the familiar, especially when all the fears of the past have dissolved into the future in a cloud of never-minds. Baby it’s a swirled world, feel karma whirling around you. Listen for another’s heart as the white noise surrounds you. All together come, one world, one vision.
8.
Born in America, raised on rock n roll. Cut my teeth in India searching for my soul. Now I live in Brooklyn and the planet feels alright. Every flavor at your doorstep, every vision out of sight, glowing in the streets of gold. Every spice mingling from around the globe, it’s Brooklyn soul. It’s cool. Little Russia out of Brighton, Chinatown in Sunset Park. Muslim prayers on Atlantic to Jamaican East New York. Every color of the rainbow fills a corner of this town. When the colors blend together, there’s a party coming downtown, the music in the street. Every heart pounding like a bass drum beat, it’s Brooklyn soul. It’s cool. Summertime, water fountains. Promenade, Wall Street mountains. Williamsburg, hipster heaven. Polar swim at Coney Island. Born in the many distant corners of the globe, the dreamers and the seekers come to Brooklyn, young and old. From the poor and weak and hungry to the masters of the world, it’s a stew of human drama. It’s a snapshot of the earth, every joy and struggle here. Birth, death and everything in between, it’s Brooklyn soul. It’s cool! It’s Brooklyn soul! In Vinegar Hill warehouses decked in luxury, Bushwick sidewalks sprouting art and living cheap. Crown Heights playgrounds full of kids and menacing boys, every shade of Jew across this borough of hope. Dip me in the Gowanus! Watery hives along the Red Hook waterfront to eternal sleep at Greenwood, my love. It’s Brooklyn soul!
9.
Muse 04:58
Every song I sing is for you and you alone. Even the ones that seem about something else are refracted through the prism of your eyes. The further away you are, the more you’re in my mind. The deeper inside I go, the more of you I find. Feel life behind my eyes. The world is my muse, I see it through your eyes. The world is my muse, I feel it through your smile. The world is my muse, I see me through your mind. The world is my muse. I ventured into you, I didn’t hesitate. I dove into your well and deeply I drank the nectar of your soul. This world can be cruel, but I realize the task on each of us is to make some kind of peace inside and outside of us. Feel life behind my eyes. The world is my muse, I see it through your eyes. The world is my muse, I feel it through your smile. The world is my muse, I see me through your mind. The world is my muse.
10.
Paella 04:00
A little of this and a little of that. Some young, some old from around the world are gathered here. A little of this and a little of that. Old friends and new from out of the blue are gathered here. My friend is a magnet for our hearts and our souls. We come together and share each other’s gold. From every walk of life, drinking every drop of life. We are a microcosm. A little of this and a dash of that. So generous, so effortless, we share our food. A little of this and a pinch of that. The secret ingredient is love. Come one, come all into this world within a world. The simple joys of accepting who we are. From every walk of life, drinking every drop of life. We are a microcosm. We are a paella…

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released March 14, 2015

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Church of Betty Brooklyn, New York

New York City's long running progressive world chamber rock ensemble performs innovative pop with rock band, sitar, bassoon, string orchestra and a chorus of soaring voices. "Brilliant" - Billboard "Irresistible" - New York Times

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