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Live in the Black Hills, Vol. 2

by Scott Simpson

Intimate, simple performances recorded in Spearfish Canyon. One voice; one instrument. Acoustic guitar or ukulele. Stories of love, family, friends, loss and growing older.
Genre: Folk: Singer/Songwriter
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1. Dakota
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2. Ragged Set of Claws
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3. Heatwave
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4. Silent Time
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5. One Step
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6. Now She's Gone
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7. Up on the Mountain
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8. Enough Love
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9. Refuge
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10. Flyin' Home
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11. Fire Builds the City
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12. Love Now
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Lyrics:

Dakota

She was fearless
I saw her win a stand-off with a mountain lion.
She was shameless

She'd nuzzle in for a hug like she'd been cryin'
Oh, Dakota… won't be hiking with me again…
Yeah, Dakota means friend.

She had a temper…
She'd remind you whose food bowl was whose…
She liked to run…
And she'd come back whenever her careless heart would choose
Oh, Dakota… she won't be barkin' at the turkeys again
Yeah, Dakota means friend.

She was black as night
And bright-eyed as the puppy she'd been at birth
She always kept guard
While we slept as safe as any place on earth.
Oh, Dakota… feels like she'll be watchin' over us again
Dakota… do you know how rich it's been?
Oh, Dakota means friend…
Yeah, Dakota, like the name you wear, you will always be my friend…
Dakota, like the name you wear…
You will always be my friend.

Ragged Set of Claws

I am not the man I used to be
I am not the boy I was
Some days I have trouble getting use to me
Some nights I fight a ragged set of claws
They’re a ragged set of claws

Brave adventures were my future
Back when I dreamed myself a hero’s cape and hood
But every time I leave my bat cave these days
Some clever joker shows me why I should stay cave bound for good
I should stay cave bound for good

My hours have grown narrow:
Eat, sleep, do my job
My friends increase their distance
It’s taken years to grow this ragged set of claws
This ragged set of claws…

(instrumental verse)

Just starting out is always lovely
It’s when we write the stories we believe
But down the road we meet the monsters
In the battle is when we see we’ve been deceived
Yeah, the monster is me,
I’ve been deceived.

My hours have grown narrow:
Eat, sleep, do my job
My friends increase their distance
It’s taken years to grow, just to grow, oh…
My hours have grown narrow:
I Eat, I sleep, I do my job
All my friends they seem so distant
It took me years just to grow this ragged set of claws
This ragged set of claws…
Took me years to grow
This ragged set of claws…
This ragged set…
This ragged set of claws.





Heatwave

Three dogs and a hammock
And a cool breeze after a hot day
Heatwave in the canyon
You’re singin’ Eagle and the Hawk from memory
Seems like we were just kids
Thirty years and a lifetime away
Seems like all the hard times
Come and go like a heatwave…

Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop… try as we might
We can’t get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.

Two kids and a red jeep
On a dirt road up to the mountain top
Late nights in the basement
Watch ‘em sing and dance like they’ll never stop
Watch ‘em grow through the tough years—
Middle school, boyfriends and bullies—
You and I learned the hard way
Hearts burst when they get so full, please…

Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop… try as we might
We can’t get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.

(instrumental verse & chorus)

Ten years and a few more dollars
Maybe we’ll both leave our jobs
Spend weeks on an island beach
I don’t know, what are the odds?
But right now I want to hear about your day—
The crazy things your co-worker said.
I want to tell you how I missed you last week
When I was in some distant hotel bed…

Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop… try as we might
We can’t get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Open the windows, turn off the lights
Bring on the thunder—flash in the night
Rain on the rooftop… try as we might
We can’t get to love, until we burn out the fight.
Until we burn out the fight.

Seems like we were just kids
Thirty years and a lifetime away
Seems like all the hard times
Come and go like a heatwave…

Silent Time

The silent time is always filled with sun
In summer time or winter, even at night with the curtains drawn
Curtains drawn… curtains drawn

I have dreamed such dreams of massive cities… complicated landscapes
Where friends and enemies and strangers live and die, are born again
In silence… ooh the silent time. In silence… ooh the silent time.

This song is mostly made of silence between the notes,
This song is mostly made of space between the words,
This song is mostly made of breath between the lips,
This song is mostly made of rests beneath the beats.
Oh silence… ooh the silent time. Silence… ooh the silent time.

The people, the places… the props the faces…
Elements and atoms… knots and fathoms…
Substance and perception… fabric and confection…
This is that, and that is so important… ooh, oh
Silence… ooh the silent time. Silence… ooh the silent time.
Silence… ooh the silent time. Silence… ooh the silent time.

The silent time is filled with sun
In summer time or winter, even night with the curtains drawn
Ooh the silent time. Silence… ooh the silent time.
Silence… ooh the silent time. Silence… ooh the silent time.
Silence…

One Step

I saw a man in a mirror
I saw a man, but he didn't see me
I saw a man in a mirror

Just trying to get himself free, yeah
Just trying to get himself free.

I heard a voice in the silence,
Breath goes in and breath goes out,
I heard a voice in the silence
Working its way to a shout,
Yeah working its way to a shout.

I felt a heart start beating
Ringing in the ears, a thump in the chest
I felt a heart start beating,
When the stranger became my guest,
Oh, the stranger became my guest.

I know the earth's still moving
Never was still, it never did stop.
I know the earth's still moving,
Spinning through space like a top,
Yeah spinning through space like a top.

See you can't do the dance without stillness
You can't find love without risking loss
You can't hear the song without silence,
One step and you're across,
Yeah one step and we're all across!

Now She’s Gone

Now she's gone
Far from home
And all the things she left

Make me cry.
Never fear
I'm still here
They say that home's a place
You go to die…

But I'm alive,
Yeah, I'm alive.
I'm still here--
Never fear.

We spoke last night
She said she's alright
But she couldn't mask the break
In her voice.
It's cold out there
It's cold in here
But this old world sometimes
Demands a choice…

So, I'm awake,
Yeah, I'm awake.
Still on the line,
Oh yeah, you'll do fine…you’ll do fine…

I see her face
Most every place:
The house, the grass, the mountains
And the sky.
But now she's gone
Far from home
And all the things she left
Make me cry.

Up on the Mountain

When I’m lost, when I forget my name
When the sky is clouded but it gives no rain
When I’m thirsty, but the spring is dry
I climb up where the forest sweeps the sky...

Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain...
I can see forever

Day to day, well, I look around
All I see is mostly on the ground
In the valley it’s hard to see
Beyond the clutter surrounding me

But up on the mountain
Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain...
I can see forever

Life is small, so am I
We’re born, we eat, we laugh, we cry
Sometimes it’s hard to see just why
Everybody has a time to die
But up top on the mountainside
Where that horizon meets the eye
I’m like a bird who has yet to fly
There’s so much we never realize

‘Til we’re on the mountain
Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain...
Where I can see forever
I can see forever

(instrumental)

When you meet eternity
It’s gonna bring you to your knees
The lame shall walk and the blind will see
Oh, when you meet eternity
When you meet eternity
It’s gonna bring you to your knees
The lame shall walk and the blind will see
Oh, when you meet eternity

Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain
Up on the mountain...

I can see forever

Enough Love

Don’t have enough pocket change to pay my respects;
Don’t have enough dollar bills to write no personal checks.
Don’t have enough pocket change just to pay my respects,
But I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.

Can’t seem to drink enough to swallow my pride;
I got a thirst that’s hard to quench; it just won’t satisfy.
Can’t seem to drink enough just to swallow my pride,
But I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.

When we’re apart I want to cry…
But when I get back home, ain’t nothin’ I need, you can’t supply.

Ain’t enough hours in the day for the good times to roll;
All the seconds and minutes seem to get swallowed in a big black hole.
Ain’t enough hours in the day for the good times to roll,
But I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.

(instrumental verse)

When we’re apart I want to cry…
But when I get back home, ain’t nothin’ I need, you can’t supply.

Can’t sing it low enough to sing it down in hell.
Can’t sing it high enough to sing it with the angels.
But I’m gonna sing it loud enough for the whole wide world to tell
That I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.
Yeah I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.
I get enough love from you to kiss these blues goodbye.

Refuge

You're not on your momma's hip anymore.
You left your Daddy's shoulders—
Now you're standing on the floor
Always ready to open up
Another door
Sometimes all this world wants to teach you
Is how to keep score.

There are hills you climb sometimes
Just because they're there…
There are things worth learning even if the grade isn't there.
Oh, you've got to take them when they come—
They may not come again
Just like the desert flower
Always be ready for the rain.

Everybody's got something they want from you;
You're gonna need a refuge—a place to run to.

You're gonna need some friends
Along the way,
The kind that will stand with you
Not get in your way.
And some are gonna last,
And some for just awhile…
It's more about the faces
Than the miles.

The best advice
Will always take you by surprise.
It's okay to be scared
Just don't let it close your eyes;
There's so much,
So much you need to see.
And don't forget…
You can count on me.

Everybody's got something they want from you;
You're gonna need a refuge—a place to run to.
Some days you're gonna wonder what this world's come to;
I want to be your refuge—the one you run to.
Please let me be your refuge—the one you run to.

Flyin’ Home

Ants on parade
Summer lemonade
Dirt bike brigade
Blizzard no-school days
Fistful of dandelion
On the wind,
The seeds are flyin’ home
Flyin’ home
The seeds are flyin’ home
Flyin’ home

First real job
Feel like a classroom mob
Got so much to say
I lost my cool
But they loved me anyway
Got a wife and a baby girl
Weekdays spent under the weight of the world
Then home…
Flyin’ home…
Flyin’ home, yeah
I was flyin’ home.

(instrumental verse)

Not quite retired
Sippin’ wine by the fire
Seems like the lightning struck
While I was still tryin’ to show some pluck, yeah
Years then months then days then hours
Soon I’ll be pushin’ up the flowers:
Home.
Finally home, yeah
I’ll be home, yeah
Flyin’ home.
Flyin’ home,
Flyin’ home,
Flyin’ home, yeah
Flyin’ home
Yeah, yeah
Flyin’ home,
Flyin’ home,
We’re always flyin’ home.




Fire Builds the City

Rewind the film, and the fire builds the city
Rewind the film, and the huntsman revives the fox
Rewind the film, and the banker steals the money
Rewind the film and you put my heart,
Yeah, you put my heart back together again
You put my heart back together again
Rewind, rewind, rewind

Reverse the car, and you find your way back home again
Reverse the words, and somehow they say… somehow they say
They say you were meant for me and I was meant,
I was meant for this life, yeah
Rewind, rewind, yeah

(instrumental)

Untake the pill, and find yourself awake again
I’ll unbreak my promises, I’ll find myself,
I’ll find myself the truth, oh, find myself the truth
Let’s rewind today, find ourselves,
find ourselves walking in the sunlight again, yeah
We can rewind the night, turn the fight, turn the fight
Back into love, back into love
Rewind, yeah
Rewind, yeah
Rewind, turn the fight back in
Turn the fight back into love
Rewind, rewind…
Rewind, oh rewind, yeah, yeah..

Fire builds the city
Fire builds the city
Fire builds the city, fire
Oh, yeah
And the fire builds the city
And the fire builds this city
And the fire builds
And the fire builds this city, yeah
And the fire builds
And the fire builds
And the fire builds this city
And the fire builds
And the fire builds
And the fire builds
Fire, fire…
Love Now

When I was a child,
I would look into the sky—
See every bird, see every cloud
Know the native state of me was flight…
At any time, I just might fly…

Now that I am an older man,
I'm doing well just to see
And gravity seems the master here—
Just might hit the ground if they set me free…
I'm sure to fall if they set me free…

But here she comes again…
The sun she climbs these canyon walls
She lights mid-winter like a distant star—
Bright but cold as hell,
You gotta dance before you fall
Love now or not at all.

Time's a drip that leaves a stain
Every storm's a brownish smudge
This house is shake and stone and timbers turning soft
Every corner stores a grudge
I try to lift… they just won't budge.

But here she comes again…
The sun she climbs these canyon walls
Bright but cold as hell,
You gotta dance before you fall
Love now or not at all.

So here I go again…
I try to scale these broken walls
Heart in hand like a beacon— bright…
Bright but cold as hell,
To learn to fly, you learn to fall…
Love now or not at all…
Love now and that is all.


Copyright 2019, Scott Simpson
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