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Into The Deep
from the album "Surfonic Water Revival"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
Performed by Terry Scott Taylor
© 1998 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
(for Kerry Livgren)
You were asleep
and now your eyes are open
Into the deep
It's here your heart gets broken
and life begins again
And God is moving here
somewhere beneath this cold, dark wave
A tragic miracle
helped you find the way back to love
And as you weep
a holy Dove's in motion
Your soul He'll keep
above the tears that formed this ocean
In time you'll breathe again
And God is moving here
when faith is shaken to the core
A kind of tragic grace
too awful to ignore
takes you down
takes you
Into the deep
that's where your heart gets broken
and life begins again
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wes berlin 
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Darn Floor - Big Bite
from the album "Darn Floor - Big Bite"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler, and Greg Flesch
©1987 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
You touch my hair and cheek sometimes
Feel in yourself this flesh and blood
My poor flesh and blood, my poor flesh and blood
I think I met an angel once
But I cannot really know for sure
Do I know you now? Do I know you now?
Illuminate my muddled heart
Sweep the shadows from my mind
So I might imagine what you are like
And understand the great design
Darn floor - big bite
You are earth, water and light
Darn floor - big bite
Can I ever hope to get it right, can't get it right
I believe I've had a vision or two
Could have been a dream
I guess it could have been a dream
Could have been a dream
I saw the wide world crack where you touched down
And bodies wash up on a mythical shore
Will you save me now? Will you save me now?
In not-quite earth, in not-quite heaven
I'll imitate love like lovers do
In not-quite art, in not-quite living
I'll pray that writing it down is part of loving you
Darn floor - big bite
You are twilight, dark and bright
Darn floor - big bite
You are beautiful, terrible terrible sight!
Repeat 1
Darn floor - big bite
You are love, fire and light
Repeat 3, 4
No I can't get it, no I can't get it right
Repeat 2
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wes berlin
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wait....it just might be...
When Everyone Wore Hats
from the album "Songs of the Heart"
Words by Terry Taylor
Music by Daniel Amos
©1995 Twitchen Vibes Music (ASCAP)
Here's to the long-lost world of
Chain-smoking dreamers
War and baseball heroes
Ticker tape and streamers,
Cocktail drinkers, Bible believers
When light was still filling up a
New York river
They knew the grace of tradition
Possessed a love of decorum
Shook the hand of conviction
No one complained then of boredom
When everyone wore hats
They dreamed of ocean voyages
Believed in true romance
Found their hearts and voices
Here's to the long lost hopes of
Those mothers and fathers
Of rags to riches
Of style and manners
To the American dream in a
Pledge to honor
Promises made to their
Sons and daughters
Threw off the chains of depression
Built up the arms of aggression
Left us a mixed impression
Some died before they learned their lesson
When everyone wore hats
In the land of immigrants and pilgrims
The world came rolling off their backs
And landed on their children's
They knew the grace of tradition
Possessed a love of decorum
Shook the hand of conviction
No one complained then of boredom
When everyone wore hats
And innocence found simple pleasures
They built the cities, drew the maps
With clues to find their buried treasures
When everyone wore hats
And handed down their pride and prejudice
They dropped good fortune in our laps
We traded it for vice and avarice
When everyone wore hats
Would-be kings with ragged crowns
They say the style is coming back
What's out-of-fashion comes around
Uncertain where the road was leading
But trusting God was on their side
They traced the moral chain of being
And filmed it all in black and white
And everyone wore hats...
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"Exorcising Ghosts"
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Earth Household
from the album "Darn Floor - Big Bite"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler, and Greg Flesch
©1987 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
Sleeping by the hearth of the earth household
Content and relaxed before the fire of life
It's becoming like a castle all woven of mist
Disintegrating when I want to grab a hold
Struggle to go somewhere beyond
The earth household, the earth household
Go to the other unknowable side
Of the earth household, the earth household
We chase with the hounds for the meaning of the world
The unattainable meaning of the world
Now I'm gonna run to the other side
Beyond the border land of death I ride
Slip through a tear in the fabric of the world
The earth household, the earth household
Speak the foreign language of a place beyond
The earth household, the earth household
I drink you endlessly toward my hollow heart
And wake at night repeating "How strange, how strange!"
All is touch and vision in a passionate kiss
And life's a drab curtain ready to be raised..... 
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Struggle to go somewhere beyond
The earth household, the earth household
Go to the other unknowable side
Of the earth household, the earth household
The earth household, the earth household
We chase with the hounds for the meaning of the world...
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The Twist
from the album "Zoom Daddy"
Words by Terry Taylor, Music by Terry Taylor, David Raven, Jerry Chamberlain and Tim Chander
©1988 Broken Songs
hang on, believe
there's nothing up my sleeve
i've got no magic tricks to save the day
put down the gun
you're not helping anyone
and i'm not about to run or back away
don't walk the fence
then come to my defense
i don't need fair weather kinds of friends around
so watch and pray
as a traitor's kiss betrays
and rest your feet of clay on shaky ground
chorus
and look me in the face, at least what's left of it
tell me you still love me just a little bit
or nail me down, break the skin
hard enough to do me in
but don't leave me hanging
dying and dangling
twisting in the wind
here, touch my side
let doubt be crucified
nailed with your wounded pride
to love's grim altar
here, taste my flesh
my bloody humanness
i am no phantom guest
no skinless martyr
so taste and feel
there's nothing to conceal
you always knew the deal
as sacrifice
stand up, be strong
when all you've got is gone
i left the light turned on in paradise
chorus
and when the walls cave in
and the curtain's torn asunder
you'll know we're near the end
you'll hear me in the thunder
and when the sun grows dim
this will be your sign and wonder
that soon we'll meet again
just like we did last summer
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jamespop
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The clear winner is...
Potatoes, Tomatoes, Gravy and Peas
from the album "Imaginarium"
(Soundtrack to "The Neverhood," "Skullmonkeys" & "Boombots")
Words & Music by Terry Taylor
©1996 Songs of SKG
Potatees love
My gravy love
Potatees love
My gravy love
Potatees love
My gravy love
Tomatees, and potatees, and my peas (repeat)
I put 'em in my hat
And I eat 'em just like that
I put 'em in my ears and in my shoes
I put 'em in my pants
And I do a little dance
This always seems to take away my blues
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One More Time
from the album "Knowledge and Innocence"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
©1986 SnellSongs (ASCAP)
Gone beyond the gate
We must all pass some day
You took a part of me
A broken heart left here to play
This sad/sweet music
The air that I breathe fills me with longing
I thought that I saw your face in the crowd
But that couldn't be
'Cos you walk beyond the stars
One more time
I'd love to see you my friend
One more time
I wish I could hold your hand
One more time
I'd look into your eyes
And tell you "I love you"
One more time
Here, inside a dream
I see you standing on a hill
You smile, then turn away
Now I must go--the air is filled
With sad, sweet music
I open my eyes and I feel the longing
I thought that I heard
Your voice calls my name
But that couldn't be
'Cos you walk beyond the stars
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Angels Tuck You In
from the album "Doppelgänger"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
©1983 Twitchen Vibes/ Paragon Music Corp. ASCAP
You hold an image, it provides a common thread
No sense of menace, no feeling of dread
You never worry your pretty little head and
Angels tuck you in tonight
Angels tuck you in tonight
Angels tuck you in and greet you in the morning light
This cartoon world you've created, it's like Disneyland
Get out you golden ticket
The one they give you when you're born again
A guardian personage is watching over you
Nothing uncomfortable can ever get through
There is no suffering for the chosen few...
You've been a wide-eyed innocent
Come to the garden, come to the hill
Come to the tree, come to the kill
Won't break your bones, but it can break your will
You're too afraid of hurting
Been playing cover-up
Expose yourself to dying
And in this real world, it is your calling
You hold an image, it provides a common thread
No sense of menace, no feeling of dread
You never worry your pretty little head and
Angels tuck you in tonight
Angels tuck you in tonight
Angels tuck you in and greet you in the morning light
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Can't decide...too many, great lyrics...mind turning to split pea soup...just thinking about...oh the songs...the haunting melodies...inspired lyrics...get them out of...agghhh, my head...
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Half Light, Epoch, and Phase
from the album "Darn Floor - Big Bite"
Words and Music by Terry Taylor, Tim Chandler, and Greg Flesch
©1987 Broken Songs (ASCAP)
These are the images I arrange
To fill in my report on you
Holiness, mystery, disturbing and strange
Obscuring the point of my view
Everyone seems to know just what you are
But I never seem to break through
Forgive me please if I can't see that far
Life's dulling the point of my view
Chorus:
Half light, coming through the dark glass darkly
Half light, where faith and doubt remain
Half light, tattoo scars where shadows mark me
Half light, I don't expect you to explain
This is the passage I undertake
Over the epoch and phase
The terror and sweetness of history and fate
The last word on the very last page
Everyone seems to think they've got it made
That you're on a rack by the door
It's true, I don't know much except I am saved
From falling through cracks in the floor
(Chorus)
Tomorrow I'm planning to write the great book
In which I will capture our time
Set forth the fury, the sound and the look
If I could just make up my mind
Everyone seems to think you're on their side
But I don't think you're that small
How could they see it when reason has died
We haven't a clue to it all
(Chorus)
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