Sons and Daughters
I believe that we have all been given a few treasures. I am certain that faith and my family are at the top of my list, and these songs express these evidences and treasures I have discovered along the way. So it seems only natural that after bringing together a collection of songs, Sons and Daughters seems to tie it and us together. Some of us are holding our treasure maps looking for directions and clues as to what are own gifts and dreams and passions really are to be. Some of us have started digging on the "X"! This project is part of my hunt and part of my treasure! Keep in mind that I have always enjoyed playing the pirate! I have struggled with my own greed and selfishness and desires to sail off for uncharted lands and pleasure seeking, and part of digging up buried treasure is wanting to share it! I hope you find your treasure in these songs! Before we set sail, there are some key people to thank. I am ever mindful of the gifts I have been given through my Lord Jesus and his powerful love displayed on the cross. There would also be no pretending to play pirates if it weren't for my wife Barbara, the woman whom I am madly in love with and continue to try to discover! Thanks to my family and their very precious contributions: Luke and his trumpet, Kiana and Sara for their voices! I am so proud of each of you! For the nautical expertise and guidance and the navigator through these seas, Mike Phillips at Tied To The Tracks Studios. Special thanks goes to his wife and family for their sacrifices of time and giving up of their home for those late night recordings! To the band of pirates and swash-buckling musicians involved in our voyage: Rich Shock, my friend and comedian and lead guitar virtuoso; Stroman Watford, the extremely skilled percussionist; Nik Peterson, strong performances on bass and lead guitar, Luke Thoreson, soulful trumpet: Mike Phillips, lead guitar. Matt Thoreson, lyrics for Amazing Grace. ENJOY THE RIDE! TOMORROW For Tim & Diane and Tom This song was given to me. Calling it inspired doesn't seem quite accurate, but it is close. I had received a phone call from my brother that our friend Tim had been diagnosed with ALS/Lou Gehrig's disease. I was overwhelmed. Not for me, but for Tim and his family. This song was written that morning of the phone call in the middle of my living room on our barstool looking out at the North Idaho prairie. The sun was bright and it was a crisp morning. Attempting to put myself in his shoes resulted in these words... i. So there it is, it's out there And now everyone knows it So what's the deal, what's the fuss? It will touch each of us I'm not going to give in I'm not going to ask Him why But today is different (and today) Today is all I've got So I'll sing, yeah, I'll sing for you And I'll dance, yeah, I'll dance with you ii. Ever notice the time, it's slipping through my hands How can I make this moment stay? What about all my plans Do I have to throw them all away? I'm starting to see, it's not about me It's all about a Love It's all about Grace That's deeper, deeper than my need iii. I said it ain't worth keeping If it ain't worth giving away You'll have my love tomorrow If I give it to you today FEELING FINE Thanks to living in the beautiful Coeur d'Alene area, I have witnessed much of God's creation firsthand. Fly fishing the North Fork, bass fishing the local lakes, golfing some the gorgeous courses, and simply living with some of the most breathtaking views of sunrises and sunsets from my own porch is humbling! One local event, the Ironman, comes to town every year as does Hoopfest in Spokane. These can be so inspiring and fun! And brutal! I am amazed at how much joy and accomplishment can come from so much pain ?! This song brings out a tongue in cheek look at life, the smile that can come of being a participant despite the road bumps and road rashes! i. My head is achin' My back is breakin' But I'm feeling alright My knees are shakin' And my heart is taken But I'm feeling, feeling fine I'm feeling, feeling fine Come rain or shine I will always be fine (I'll be fine) Because you're here And I can see so clear (I can see so clear) ii. My socks are soggy My eyes are foggy But I'm feeling alright My feet are burnin' My stomach's churnin' But I'm feeling, feeling fine I'm feeling, feeling fine And I know that it don't make sense at all And I can't slow you any evidence right now All I know is that I find joy in your presence iii. My hands are clappin' My toes are tappin' Cuz I'm feeling alright And my body's dancin' And my tail is waggin' Cuz I'm feeling, feeling fine I'm feeling, feeling fine I'm feeling fine Feeling fine SONS & DAUGHTERS Martin Luther King, Jr has always been one of my heroes! Parting the Waters, by Taylor Branch only reinforced how complex and impactful the civil rights movement really was on America. Yet, we stray. We run back to what is convenient or maybe even politically correct for our time. We are different! We are a colored people! We are beautiful and yet we are the same in so many ways! I hope that through the lens of faith one can see more clearly our past to guide our present choices.... i. Is this a race? Here's a shot in the dark Who makes the rules? Cuz I'm stuck in park My kingdom spans from South Africa To deep in the south Where "strange fruit" hangs on the trees And tastes bitter in my mouth You are not like me But we have a family tree (we are saved by the Tree) We are all sons of Adam And daughters of Eve ii. Why wait for a hurricane Or two towers up in smoke? Before we realize This race is no joke I've got you under my skin And you are not like me And I'm not color blind I see all there is to see iii. Who will measure us And with what kind of scales? If I choose not to run Will they give me three nails? Love is my song I sing But what color is a melody? When all I want to do Is to set you free Is to set you free (set you free) iv. In the garden stands two trees To make my decision plain And if I am not able Then I must be Cain The only blood that spills is red Some say theirs runs true blue Mine must be yellow If I can't stand up for you If I can't stand up for you WOUNDED MAN Where to start. As a physical therapist, I have the privilege of working with people in the middle of hardship. It can be very difficult for people. Not just physically, but mentally, and spiritually as well. One would think that I am the one doing the treating, but often I have been ministered to through the people who have encouraged and inspired me. Special thanks goes to Michael, Nick, and Bob and his family for allowing me to learn from them! Through their hardship I am reminded of the crux of the gospel, that Jesus came to us in the weakness and pain and suffering. He came when we needed him most, and I will be forever grateful for this gift! i. He was flying down the mountain When the mountain took him down He used to run like the wind But the winds are changing now On a cold and frozen highway He had no time to change his course The crash broke his body Leaving him with only scars Leaving him with only scars And he said I am the wounded man I've traveled down these long and lonely roads And I've been beaten down and left for dead Nothing I can do for myself I need your help I am the wounded man ii. It was a dark and stormy night When she went out to the store The driver never saw her Leaving him to love four more Leaving him to love four more Even though storms come And you feel rain Out comes the sun to shine through And color the sky again iii. On a calm and silent night Among the straw and flesh he lay He journeyed far and low to find me In the midst of my pain In the midst of my pain And he said I am the healing man I've traveled down your long and lonely roads And I've been beaten down and left for dead But even before you knew my name I was on my way I am the healing man I am the healing man YOUR SONG For my wife Barbara. About seven or eight Christmas' ago she bought me a guitar, and my world has never been the same. She will tell you that I used to stay up late in my daughters future room and plink and strum away until it hurt my fingers. Passion would be the word. I had discovered a new passion that felt as right as breathing. This song was the very first song I ever wrote a month after picking up the guitar. Who else would it honor but my wife, the most generous person I have ever met. She is such a reminder to me of how I am loved by the Lord! You are my music You are my song A flower blooming in desert You I will always love i. Though torn and tired I'll cling to you As my shelter from the storm ii. Though thirsty and dry I'm filled in you You wash me new and bring me life Through fear and pride Though I beg and steal Your love abides The scars they heal Your love is real BUTTERFLY I have two beautiful daughters and they both love to dance! They provide enough inspiration to write 100 songs. Every father with a daughter knows this. Hope, trust, faith, love all come to mind. Joy and laughter will always win out over the tears! Butterfly A caterpillars dream to fly (high) Butterfly Spread your wings and fly Butterfly i. How do I keep her heart from breaking And will it ever mend? She's been living in the shadows With Fear and Doubt as friends She gonna take a chance that she might lose And wager everything She's learning to give herself away And start living like her king Perfect design, beautiful story Every single moment in time Perfect desire, all for your glory Every single moment in time (fly away, fly away) ii. She used to think that life's heartaches Were a cruel twist of fate Now she sees how God's hands Have the power to recreate As a butterfly floats softly down And rests on her shoulder I can almost hear God whisper "I'm here to hold her" LOVE AT LEAST For Ron and Marilyn. How do you take your whole life and give thanks for all the good stuff in a song? This is a feeble attempt. There are only a handful of people in the world that have known me every year I have lived, I mean really know me. I love the fact that I had the best models of what love was supposed to look like to grow up with! Thanks Mom and Dad! i. She hit him like a locomotive And he's tied to the tracks Don't need no one to rescue him Cuz he's not going back She was a Northwest beauty He was a Midwest boy Forty-six have come and gone They're still going strong (But how long?) Love at least is the least of these... Love at least keeps knocking at my door Love at least is bigger than my dreams Love at least is more than I could hope for ii. He brought her flowers every Easter She brought four kids along the way He laid his life down for his family She picked him up again each day But where the glimpse of glimmered Was not just where the children played And in the darkest times of trouble Was where the love for each had stayed To light the way Love stayed Love stayed with me Love prayed Love prayed for me Love gave Love gave her life away for me iii. And though their song is almost over And sweet heaven's drawing near I need to find a way to thank them For the music in my ears And all those years KIANA'S LULLABY Ever hold your child and realize that they can get hurt despite your best efforts? I am grateful that despite my best intentions the Lord loves my children and cares for them even more than I could! Doesn't seem possible does it? All I know is that through faith I have been adopted into a family forever and so are my children! We CAN dream and rest assured! Thanks be to God! i. Close your eyes and say goodnight Daddy's here to kiss goodnight And dream of a world where we can be Together through eternity Close your eyes and say a prayer Jesus loves you, he's always there So turn to Him in all you days Let the Son light your way And I will hold you little girl Because I love you and always will So sleep And dream (And dream) (I love you) ii. As I lay you down to sleep I pray the Lord to keep Your heart and soul in his grace Until we see Him face to face iii. So lay your head on my shoulder And I will rock you little girl And dream of a world where we can be Together through eternity COME ON BACK TO ME No my wife never left me! I just couldn't help but write about the fact I can't imagine what it would be like. I have had some good friends "leave" and now you know why country is so popular! Maybe we should play this one backwards and see if she comes back ! i. She walked out on me just the other day She packed my heart in her suitcase She boarded a train bound for anywhere I kept her picture just in case And I'll wait for her to call my name And I'll pray that she will turn around And come on back to me Come on back to me ii. We used to walk out by that old oak tree We'd talk and laugh until we'd cry We could tell each other anything We said we'd part the day we die Is this a test of my love? Because it's been such a long while Must I move on from this place? But I miss the smile upon her face She walked out on me just the other day She packed my heart in her suitcase DOE OF THE MORNING (PSALM 22) I would have to say this is my favorite psalm. There is real power in the fact that it could be written so long prior to Jesus even being born and then describe in such detail the events surrounding the cross. Wow. I love the subtlety of the final words...he has done it. Enough said. I. My God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from me? I cry out by day, but you do not answer I cry out by night ii. But I am a worm and not a man Scorned by men and despised by the people All who see me mock me They hurl insults, shaking their heads I am poured out like water All my bones are out of joint My heart has turned to wax It has melted away within me iii. Do not be far from me for trouble is near And there is no one to help Many bulls surround and encircle Roaring lions tearing their prey Roaring lions tearing their prey iv. For He has not despised or disdained The suffering of the Afflicted One He has not hidden his face But has listened to his cry for help But has listened to his cry for help To a people yet unborn He has done it! AMAZING GRACE What a great song this classic has been, and I hope I don't ruin it for you! Thanks for the lyrics Matt Thoreson! Thanks to Kiana and Sara for their beautiful voices, I will cherish this song forever! Barb, you should be putting out a CD and I should be your backing vocals!! What a gifted person and voice you have! i. Amazing grace how sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me Tied with sin my soul was bound Your love set me free ii. Showed me lands I didn't know Opened eyes to see Light of cities all aglow Taught me how to be Alleluia, Allelu, Alleluia, Allelu (Amazing grace) Alleluia, Allelu, Alleluia, Allelu (Amazing grace) iii. From this faith I can't turn back Be no cage for me On this heart there'll be no crack Your life paid the fee.