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TIBET Land of My Tears

by Suite Journey

Released 2015
Released 2015
An eclectic fusion of world music: from classical to Celtic to Native American, originals and covers with melodies that stir a range of emotions -- elation, joy, humor, as well as dark, lonely places.
  • 02:06 Story
    Qomolangma (Everest)
  • 02:55 Story Lyrics
    Yak Butter Blues

    Up in the Himalayas I see yaks roamin’ free

    Women churnin’ butter for yak butter tea

    It tastes kinda salty and a little bit sweet

    Hand painted China and a strange brew indeed

    A piece of yak meat jerky and a cup of butter tea

    Gifts so warm and quirky presented lovingly

     

    I’ve got those yak butter blues for the Land of Snows

    Life in Tibet is on top of the world

    I’ve got yak butter blues for the Land of Snows

    There’s no place else like it on the face of planet earth

     

    Tibetans face their problems with peace and harmony

    Flags on every rooftop mean the dove ain’t ever free

    If you’re on the black list you’re given graphic art

    A sword tattooed on your arm piercing your heart

    Despite the oppression Tibetans are so kind

    When I think I have problems, tea clears my mind

     

    I’ve got those yak butter blues for the Land of Snows

    Life in Tibet is on top of the world

    I’ve got yak butter blues for the Land of Snows

    There’s no place else like it on the face of planet earth

  • 02:33 Story
    Terdan Nunnery
  • 03:47 Story Lyrics
    Land of my Tears

    Dark waters of pain

    Sweep me away

    Fertile fields of joy

    Feeding my vision

    Abundance of lessons

    Season my plate

    Bitter and sweet

    A bountiful harvest

     

    The land of my tears

    Hidden underground

    The well of my soul

    Fills up with emotion

    My best kept secret

    A tender place

    A garden for growing

    This land of my tears.

      

    Storms of my life

    Bring floods of renewal

    To dry cracked Earth

    Of my withered dreams

    The mountains of pride

    Eroding inside me

    A constant unveiling

    Of my truest self

      

    The land of my tears

    Hidden underground

    The well of my soul

    Fills up with emotion

    My best kept secret

    A tender place

    A garden for growing

    This land of my tears.

  • 02:39 Story
    Trekking
  • 03:30 Story
    INS (Inion Ni Scannlain)
  • 04:04 Story Lyrics
    Will There Really Be a Morning?

    Will there really be a morning?  Is there such a thing as day?

    Could I see it from the mountains if I were as tall as they?

    Morning, morning, where does morning lie?

     

    Has it feet like water lilies? Has it feathers like a bird?

    Is it brought from famous countries of which I have never heard?

    Morning, morning, where does morning lie?

     

    Oh some scholar, oh some sailor, oh some wise one from the skies,

    Please to tell a little pilgrim where the place called morning lies?

    Morning, morning, where does morning lie?

  • 04:13 Story Lyrics
    Unknown Blessings

    Stars above us twinkle, they put on quite a show

    They say the light that meets our eyes today was born a million years ago

    And it spells out quite a story in strands of DNA

    Same spark that birthed our universe, is born in us today

     

    And they’re already on their way, already on their way

    Thanks for unknown blessings already on their way

     

    This world is a fun house mirror, sometimes you feel just like a clown

    Yeah everything’s distorted, everything feels upside down

    And the truth it just gets twisted, like a rope that’s torn and frayed

    And you feel like you can’t hold on no more, you just might slip away.

     

    And they’re already on their way, already on their way

    Thanks for unknown blessings, already on their way

    Already on their way, already on their way

    Thanks for unknown blessings, already on their way

     

    History is a spiral. Sometimes it’s hard to see

    Through the smoke and the blood and the tear gas, a path of victory

    It’s a crooked road we all walk on, strung with miracles along the way

    Like raindrops to the ocean we’ll make it there someday.

     

    And  we’re already on OUR way already on OUR way

    Thanks for unknown blessings, already on their way

    Already on their way, already on their way

    Thanks for unknown blessings, already on their way.

    Giving thanks for unknown blessings, already on their way.

     

  • 02:53 Story
    SamTen
  • 03:52 Story Lyrics
    The Water Is Wide

    The water is wide

    I cannot cross over

    And neither have I

    Wings to fly

    Build me a boat

    That can carry two

    And both shall row 

    My love and I

     

    I leaned my back

    Up against an oak

    I thought it was

    A trusty tree

    But first it swayed

    And then it broke

    And so my false love

    Did unto me

     

    A ship there is

    And she sails the seas

    She’s laden deep

    As deep can be

    But not so deep 

    As the love I’m in

    I know not if   

    I sink or swim  

     

    Oh love is handsome 

    And love is kind

    And love’s a jewel 

    When first it is new

    But love grows old

    And waxes cold

    And fades away

    Like morning dew

     

    The water is wide

    I cannot cross over

    And neither have I

    Wings to fly

    Build me a boat

    That can carry two

    And both shall row

    My love and I

  • 02:19 Story
    Windhorse
  • 03:41 Story Lyrics
    Peace Peace Peace

    May all the beings in this world, and in all other worlds, be/peaceful and happy.

    May all the beings in this world, and in all other worlds, be peaceful and happy.

    May all the beings in this world, and in all other worlds, be peaceful and happy.

    Om, Shalom, Shanti, Paz; Peace, Peace, Peace.

NOTES
Last October we went on an adventure of a lifetime to Tibet. The magnificence, the cold winds, high altitude, obvious suppression by the Chinese government and the warmth and generosity of the Tibetan people all made a huge impact on us.

On returning home to Austin, Texas, we knew we wanted to do something with our extraordinary experience. Something that we could keep. Something we could share. So, this album was born.

But our project …
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Dead Emu

by Suite Journey

Released 2012
Released 2012
One morning my neighbor woke up to find a dead emu in her front yard. For real! She immediately called into her office giving her excuse for not coming to work that day as "dead emu"! I couldn't imagine a better excuse for getting out of most anything.
  • 02:52 Story Lyrics
    Dead Emu

    Woke up this morning and went outside

    Could not believe my very own eyes

    No daily herald, no neighbor's dogs

    No birds were singing, no chirping frogs

    Oh no, no, no, something much more crude

    Made me spill my coffee and come unglued

    Dead Emu!

     

    It's the perfect excuse for ditching hard work

    Or doing a good job for an ungrateful jerk

    When "issues" arise it's the unexpected gift

    For avoiding all that relational conflict

    I can't compromise, this fight I can't lose

    Give me victory or else this distraction I'll choose

    Dead Emu!

     

    Excuses are grand, in my head they lurk

    "Gotta was my hair", "Dog ate my homework"

    Calling in sick, "I've got a headache"

    Let's all admit it, we know how to fake it

    Can't make this one up even after a few

    Today no can do 'cause ... Dead Emu!

     

    When life is heavy and fears must be faced

    And loving yourself is too hard to embrace

    Releasing resentments is much too daunting

    Thoughts of forgiveness are downright haunting

    Spare yourself the trouble, no need to be truthful

    The perfect excuse can be so very fruitful

    Dead Emu!

     

    Excuses are grand, in my head they lurk

    "Gotta was my hair", "Dog ate my homework"

    Calling in sick, "I've got a headache"

    Let's all admit it, we know how to fake it

    Can't make this one up even after a few

    Today no can do 'cause ... Dead Emu!

    Dead Emu! Dead Emu! Dead Emu!

02/01/2006
Deborah Schmidt, Billie Woods, Ann Mesrobian

Story

In 2006 we wrote this for George Eckrich and his new company DR. KRACKER!