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Goodnight Sleep (Prologue)
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Goodnight, my shinning star.
My love, you truly are.
If I'm to be your truth,
I give my self to you.
The night, who's eyes we dream
awake to see believes.
In time we are...of sacred things.
So goodnight, my shinning star.
My love, you truly are.
If I'm to be your truth,
I give my self to you.
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Love Baba
02:36
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Love Baba
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Stand Up!
This love
is your love,
my love!
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About Last Night
03:07
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About Last Night
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Last night I fell off the world
into your oceans of Heaven
to give in to your release.
Giving in to forever.
This effortless pleasure
is so very hard to conceal.
With overflowing emotions,
how do I say how I feel?
About last night,
are you alright?
About last night,
are you alright?
About last night,
are you alright?
I've never felt this way bout anything.
I miss you
Last night
I fell off the world
into your oceans of heaven....
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Sure Could
03:18
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Sure Could
[words + music: Chi Turner]
I met that soap box man.
He sold balloons in soda cans;
made no promises, but he sure could speak to me.
Followers,
they were real;
no second guessing mass appeal.
Ridiculous to you perhaps,
but they made living well.
He spoke on what made sense.
(He) took "no" with no offense.
(He) pointed out the lives he'd saved.
(He) praised me for the life I made.
Can't say I knew him well.
Life moves to fast to tell.
He was beside himself,
but he sure could speak to me.
Whoaaaaa.....
I met that soap box man.
He sold balloons in soda cans;
made no promises, but he sure could speak to me.
Followers,
they were real;
no second guessing mass appeal.
Ridiculous to you perhaps,
but they made living well.
Whoaaaaa.....
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Am I Dreaming
03:20
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Am I Dreaming?
[words + music: Chi Turner]
It took 7 long days from the ocean
Channeling purpose;
breathing in focus
and i
had to set you free from the overbearing
silence in your heart
that was the hardest part.
So when you were free
hallelujah
So beautiful with your eyes wide open
again I
open the sky for you to see
life, as you have been
is a wonderful thing.
Am I Dreaming?
The times they change
and what am I to say?
What I say
As you lead your self in vain?
It's not too late
if you let it guide you thru the madness
It is yours if you ask for it
So when you are free
hallelujah
So beautiful with your eyes wide open
I open the sky for you to see
life as you have been
it's a wonderful thing.
Am I Dreaming?
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Hold You
05:32
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Hold You
[words + music: Chi Turner]
We may never see us here again.
These words are lost.
These words are lost.
Let me hold you in my arms again
before this world falls apart.
These words are lost.
I'm at home in this storm.
This course is run;
the soul of it all.
Let me hold you in my arms again
before this world falls apart.
Let me hold you in my arms again.
These words are lost,
cuz we may never see us here again.
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Amen (Run Lola Run)
02:44
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Amen (Run Lola Run)
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Amen...
Yeah....
I thought on my feet too fast.
Steady was the course, but
anybody who was
anybody else,
that night?
driving with their feet on the gas?
My ole' soul blues...
Run, run, run, run
Running to the crash site.
17 years gone by so fast...
17 years I wish you had.
She knew your name at the store,
and everybody heard.
Over time, time and a half by the hour.
Why didn't you wait for me?
Fast on my feet.
Thoughts on my mind as I leave these flowers.
17 years gone by so fast...
17 years I wish you had.
Amen
Amen
Amen
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Keesh Stole My Kiks
01:02
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Keesh Stole My Kiks
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Pick up where we fall off.
Up over 30K the ends meet up
over fresh cappuccino.
Button-ups,
Cargos,
Sock-less feet,
Fresh DC kiks.
Man I love my shit.
I roll in my garage
on my grouchy shit.
Hauck a loogie thru the mic:
Y'all mirages, kid.
Culture in the mix.
Flux throw the tuxes on.
Happy trails, toilet paper.
Dookie lines, be gone!
What?!
Do you be seeing how we be in?
Pick up where we fall off.
Ain't a thing you say gon' hurt your friends
Up over 30K the ends
We ain't play to win,
we pick and choose.
Meet up over fresh cappuccino.
It don't matter if you win or loose.
Fresh DC kiks.
Man I love my shit.
Ay!
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Ride
02:07
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Ride
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Taking you for a ride...
Taking you for a ride...
You don't have to worry bout a thing...
Baby, baby...
I'm taking you with me...
yeah...
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Just For You
04:09
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Just For You (Music)
[words + music: Chi Turner
I don't wish upon a star.
I carry on, no matter what.
I break these doors shut to my face.
With open heart, I say my grace.
So if these words should come to you,
these are the tones they see you thru.
Cuz, I do nothing for them
out
there.
Them?
They’re
high.
I do this music just for you.
I hope this music sees you thru.
I play this music just for you.
I hope this music sees you thru.
I’ve had to go about my way,
to simplify the way I stay.
I keep the time role out my mind
to play the games I used to find.
So worry not my simple soul.
A humble heart carries home,
so I choose not to live the lies they say.
They say, they say.
Aaah, this music’s just for you.
I hope this music sees you thru.
I play my music just for you.
I play my music just for you.
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Words To Spell (Why Fall Apart)
[words + music: Chi Turner]
They say many words in ways to claim they're right;
all in vain my heart.
Every time they open our eyes to the sky,
I think of us.
My love...
So many words they say in vain, my heart...
my heart...oh!
They're just words to spell...
why fall apart?
They're just words to spell...
why fall apart?
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Money On My Mind (Epilogue)
[words + music: Chi Turner]
Money on my mind...
My, oh my.
Throw it in the air,
sayin "I'm so high"...high.
One less shoulder to cry on,
so just keep it to yourself.
Let your vision surround you
as I wish you good health.
Things done changed, baby;
more clearer than we thought.
Holdin it together,
but we still fallin apart.
Aaaahhh...
just a part of the game.
All these days and nights
added up over time.
I remember less,
leaving everything behind.
Money on my mind...
My, oh my.
Throw it in the air,
sayin "I'm so high"...high.
© 2015 ihc renrut publishing
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Chi.Turner. Vancouver, British Columbia
Delicious sonic textures, lyrics channeling an unusual devotion to daily life and a voice who's owner (some say) drinks too much coffee. Slightly better than cigarettes, I suppose.
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