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ARCHANGEL BLUES (Album, Pt 1)

by Local Steward Circus

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ColorBlinded 05:10
"I have a dream that people will one day live in a nation where they'll not be judged by color of the skin, but by content of character." MLK, Jr "Has man made a covenant with his eyes, to belittle Deity?" MB Eddy *** ColorBlinded Music & Lyrics, AP Gombac ©2020 Local Steward Circus Mississippi White Ain’t no California shade And stunted, pale skin pride You know ain’t True Northern grade You’ve got to outwork the devil to lead so blind Black or white, come and read you the sign Diggin’ down deep for the bleeding kind Blinded by color, sleight of hand for the eyes Colorblinded Violence cries more muscle than brains But it was the Sons & Daughters of Ghandi that parted the waves
 While the works of Honest Men recording those deeds Let flood into hearts, in all parts of the world The torch of God upon Cain’s walking dreams
 You’ve got to work like the devil to lead so blind Black or white, come and read you the sign Diggin’ down deep, for the bleeding kind Blinded by color, sleight of hand for the eyes Colorblinded
 Mad with the fever, the fever-sport of hate Delirious and half-stoned with opiate rage The rallying mob on its own You can bet it ain’t nothin’ that Heaven could make You’ve got to outwork the devil to run so blind Black or white, they come and show you the sign Rivers run deep for the bleeding kind Blinded by color, sleight of hand for the eyes Colorblinded
 You’ve got to work like the devil to lead so blind Black or white, well they can show you the sign Buried down deep for the bleeding kind Blinded by color, slieght of hand for the eyes Colorblinded
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Healing Game 04:34
Seven years riding high Till the sky is falling and tides are rising Now what blesses one renews us all Play the healing game They find us here cooled and dry While the course lies waiting through smoke and rubble And journey’s end holds meaning for these days Play the healing game Play the healing game Seven years standing tall Now we move it along, throwing worlds in motion Still we can do some good, it’s only natural—as breathing Play the healing game Whispers flood-rush the open field, old aching ghosts disappear A white sun rises, a voice cries out, it’s all you can do to hear Where the stone rolls away, the days give way The base gives way to the peak So we can face what's truly real Seven years flying high It took the hard rock climb, that lone step forward What seems so effortless and perfect Shares a diamond’s birth We don’t hold off the torrent, nothing stops the Art Divine Awake to feed that first instinct, like a newborn cries We break it on open, let love fly Play the healing game
3.
There’s the gentle rub, the icy cool glove The well-measured, smother blanket touch Velvet and Steel Some turn to witness The tough, receptive one Fit to catch the pouring fountain Points, ways and means laid on the table Velvet and Steel No longer passing with shoots and starlings Refined in the mix of worlds in flight True, concerted deeds and inmost longings There in the wind of the storm to listen With humble, and grappling heart Velvet and Steel Rising we stand The proud lighthouse on the crag Spilling out welcome Hosting angels, not knowing Centurion at the door With lowered eyes, aiming for the prize Wrestling, for your Blessing Velvet and Steel
4.
Titans 05:02
Proud, wasted titans cryin’ get out of our hair When it was them nobles first dragged the wolf into the lair  Can’t play a child’s game without call for referee But swear they’ll do right by your hard-earned winnings, your life’s work, and family There’s one at the door now, howlin’ “we didn’t get enough The share you bought to save us, cost us way too much” Every other day they paint you anti-capitalist Cause it’s easier than thinking, we’ll mark your name on a list They say how jackboots and gray market mafiosos work    But let’s do get it rollin’ down the road, we’ll ditch that license, tests and registration   I’ve got some face cream to sell you  Gonna fire up your imagination No you don’t have to buy, if there’s someone else you can trust But maybe your children, folks, and kind neighbors will  ‘Cause they like the price and packaging And that rich sky colored promise so much They save some money and I make mine too, that’s the open range pioneer   American dream come true—And now everybody’s happy but you Cause I convinced the world all your salves are poison, it leaves you cold and feeling blue Now who’s there left to run to, when you’ve still got all your snake oil to sell 
 Well let’s do get it rollin’ down the road, we’ll ditch that license, tax and registration I’ve got some headlines to sell you  Gonna fire up your imagination No you don’t have to buy, if there’s someone else you can trust But maybe your children, folks, and kind neighbors will  ‘Cause they like the price and packaging And that bright, sky colored promise so much I’ll arrange to buy your factory lands, then rent ‘em all out, back into your hands  I’ll charge you fair and reasonable, cause hey, that’s just what anyone would do    Of course you’ll understand if we keep you close, warm and safe, here under our feet   There’s only so much room at Lazurus’ table, and we’re happy in our seats So let’s do get it rollin’ down the road, We’ll pitch that warrant, and certification I’ve got some investments to sell you  Gonna fill up your imagination No you don’t have to buy, if there’s someone else you can trust But maybe your children, folks, and kind neighbors will  ‘Cause they like the price and packaging And that richt, sky colored promise so much
 Well let’s do get it rollin’ down the road, Who needs that license and verification
5.
When it comes down in the night And you can’t say where you are  You can only say where you’ve been And you say it can’t go on like this, It can’t go on this way Holding up the day, you roll it away When you’re there to see it, like a star in the night You’re taking it far away Though you need it, you don’t see it You don’t feel it every day  The changes are coming round Can you trace it, there’s a light out in the darkness There’s a slow road out to the sun Walk, there’s someone with you Shake these dreams from your hair My child, my sweet, come away with me When you’re there to see it, like a star in the night... So many years, all the faster time runs So many miles, on to where we started from When you’re there to see it, like a star in the night...
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There’s fast and slow, there’s anywhere you want And no place special to go There’s what you are, and maybe someone you want to be There’s the ever changing truth, and there’s exactly what you see And there’s sometimes love in the withholding A kinder heart, at work in the hoping A stronger faith, asking and taking A truer strength able to fill the hand, and seize another day There’s the black of night and the clear light of day There’s everything I want to hear And there’s what I hear you say There’s all that you can imagine and what’s hard not to see There’s everything that breaks in two That splinters and sets you free And there’s sometimes love in the withholding A kinder heart, calm in the knowing A stronger faith, found deeper for waiting A truer strength willing to lay it on the ground, and bridge the way Burning pure and bright, we can keep this flame in bloom We can dream a home and claim the right To build up the life we choose... ‘Cause there’s sometimes love in the withholding A kinder heart, grateful in hoping A stronger faith, taking and giving A truer strength able to shine out through the clouds, Let storm what may… There’s sometimes love in the withholding
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Wake up in the morning, roll up out of bed and out my room “Wake up little sleepy eyes,” water on my face and I’m in tune I’m happy to be starting off on another fine day, Then I find it’s just gonna have to wait, Cause first it seems I’ve got to say “Good morning” To the bad coffee blues Tearin’ through the kitchen, got my turkey sausage fryin’ in the pan Tapes on for listenin’, berries, toast and cereal all in hand Got my fruit juice, waffles and crepes marmalade With those egg-white substitutes you know I’ve almost got it made If it weren’t that now I’m afraid I’ve got to say good morning To the Bad Coffee blues You try to like the instant, but the flavor tends not to go away That guilty, cheap aroma, the taste of liquid cardboard And that asphalt bouquet Don’t need no fancy, special mini-grande egg-nogaccino Well it may be better than a frogleg-accino but really what do I know Hey I just know I woke up this morning, and now I’ve got to face The bad coffee blues Got everything in order, a do-list on my mind, a day well-planned Material to study, some phone calls to make, a deal or two to land But this was not on schedule, to feel so hurt and confused I’m staring at the paper, thirsting hard for some good news Cause now it’s looking like it’s just gonna be me and the bad coffee blues No garden-fresh liquid protein or herbal tea will do, I’m standing by the disposal cause soymilk can go bad, too Sure is looking like it’s all gone and leaving me With the Bad Coffee blues
8.
Day by day, one hour at a time How they seem to run up and catch you from behind You wanna hustle to keep tied with the game Don’t want to be left out somehow, standing in the rain You keep breaking the waves, wrap your fingers around the sun You can call on me whenever it is that you want I’ll be there to answer, take you in my arms again If you see me cryin,’ I’ve only been laughin’, and dancing in the rain Let’s make our way jumpin’, cutting through the fray Race the current’s flow out past the sirens’ wake   Straight razor home, right on through the maze How wonderful to see you laughing, and dancing in the rain Keep breaking the waves… When that hot iron day plants you low to the ground   You’ll wanna catch that cool river washing you down Growin’ stronger we roll, strip it down to the fact We lost enough time there, don’t need to look, keep holding back You keep breaking the waves…
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Midnight Sun 03:07
Stormin’ out of my room, Looking out upon the streets tonight to look for you I could wait forever, but that ain’t gonna do At the end of the day I can picture The way you’d gone down to hide, it made me cry All I need is some sweet illumination Look what the night has done I’m standing in the shade of the midnight sun… Struck by the sound of the rain Pourin’ down upon the streets tonight The air is ripe for a song’s invention, I hear it comin’ down I pull up a chair and I stare at the stars up in the clear blue sky The storm has died, while the moon still mocks in celebration As if night has won Standing in the shade of the midnight sun… Stormin’ out of my room lookin’ out upon the streets tonight But there’s no light—I can hear it calling, but you ain’t comin thru I pull up a chair and I stare at the stars Up in the deep blue sky, the storm has died But the moon still mocks in jubilation As though the night has won Standing in the shade of the midnight sun…
10.
Well I didn’t know you were there, the possibilities in the air No one here to show, we had it all wrong No one there to calm the night, to ease it up before it set alight Just a happy band of flame growers, with banshees to lead us on
 A poor boy and worried girl, they just wanted to change their world Now I’d give all I have, for the shade of it back And there’s nothing I can do, Only now seeing things new Looking straight at some hard time blue
 There, in the mouth of the storm, jackals sniping, snuffing out signs of day Wherever, however, as often as they came Hanging all our hopes on a glittered star The more red with rage, the more false they are Running with the crowd and misled, so far
 A poor boy and worried girl, who just wanted to save the world Now I’d give all I have, for a taste of it back And there’s nothing I can do, Only now seeing things true  Looking straight at some hard time blue Now I need someone to point me the way Need someone, set me in the way This side of the storm, you know I’m needing someone We found a stranger in our house and home    With polished fingers and smiles of gold We turned him out, let the devil back in  With a hundred more a thousand times worse, than ever before It took some wise old men, guardians faithful, to see it coming from miles away
 A poor boy and worried girl, they just wanted to change the world Now I’d give all I have, for the touch of it back When there’s nothing I can do, only now knowing, what it truly feels like, to be played and used Looking straight at some hard time blue
11.
So now it’s easier to come imagine we can travel through time convert what’s wrong into something good, and right We can shake loose our hands escape these constellations and all sway of order, freed from evidence of shaded design I guess it’s easier to count up notions no mist clouds the eye good things come from the father faith is a mother Some California Sun To face the artless wind Fountains of Light and sweet refreshment In a hard, desert place Till when it’s easier to take for granted, we can sail through time to shift what’s wrong into something true and fine… So together we run Into those skies, return There, in constant daring, to brave the silence… When still it’s easier to dream of notions no moonfall veils the eye good works come from the father faith is a mother — Good things come from the Father Faith is a Mother
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There is hope, like a child knows Beyond the stars, where the sun once rose Dreams subdued, swirling 'neath our hands And a mist that sighs across the far horizon We end this night, this endless searching We found a trace in this shadowland Winding, running true / True for me through corrupted soil / Warm for you Clinging fast to the frozen blue / Light and sweet, Fresh and new Melting the ice to free our souls / Wide as a river We begin anew / Early today We found a trickle of hope Like a taste of dew Like Water on the Moon Water on the Moon

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All Music & Lyrics, AP Gombac - Tony Doran
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Faith is a Mother (Music: SR Peterman, AP Gombac; Lyrics, AP Gombac)

©2021 SoundRiser Music

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released May 1, 2021

Anton (Tony) Doran: Vocals, Piano, Keyboard/Synths, SQR, Drums/Percussion, Bass, Rhythm Guitar

Steve Peterman: Lead & Rhythm Guitar

Cover Design: Amber Avalon, Sound Vibe Media

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Local Steward Circus Orlando, Florida

"Gorgeous songs, just beautiful... A very identifiable writing style, all great heart and soul" SG, Top 10 Billboard Artist

“Very good and unique, infectious melodies, I could listen to this stuff all day; no doubt about it, a very accomplished songwriter” - G Hannan, #1 hit songwriter for Montgomery Gentry, Joe Nichols, et al...

"Great voice; strong, McCartneyesque style..." Tate Music, OK
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