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These Broken Members

by Doug Mains & the City Folk

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From every village and every town from every corner’s busking sound From every street without a name And every road that’s lost its way From every empty soul That searches where to go From every letter sent When dark is the only friend Under ditch and over hedge From every built and broken bridge From every crack in every slum From every big fenced in suburban home From every heart of gold Of flesh and of stone From every cry of pain And every tear in vain From every man who cries For something more to life From every woman who fears The dangers coming near From every man who's been called And still struggles not to fall From every woman oppressed From every aching in her chest From every child ignored Beaten down and poor From the weaker pushed aside And from all those who have died Sing your songs with all the breath in your lungs If you have got any left And march on the ground where your victory sounded And you paid all your debt We will never be the same, we will never be the same No, no, no, no We will all be changed We will never be the same, we will never be the same No, no, no, no We will all be changed All our bonds are gone
2.
Like David 05:02
By his wing he got his words to a most high God Like a feather from his mouth, a feather to the ground And he died his hair black just to keep his name Cigarettes and booze and the glory of fame So he was only one man, two roads in the wood He would travel both and he wished he could But he had dined at the table with saintly men And got a taste of the wine he might try again He had a river flowing at each side There was nothing gonna let him on by So he shivered down to the bone In fear and in debt of his memorial stones Deep in the pockets of selfish men He shoved his monsters under blankets thin Then he ran to the people who turned inside They had a taste of the water but not the tide They had a river flowing at each side… They would fight like David if they could And they would do the right thing like we all know they should But even the king was not that good They bathed in the simple things and said it was enough But their words couldn't float when the waters turned rough And some got lost in the ocean deep They had a taste of the salt but not enough to see We had a river flowing at each side… I would fight like David if I could And I would do the right thing like I know full well I should But even the king was not that good
3.
Go to the north with a poor man's soul You'd better leave now or you won't ever go Where only the broken pass the test Only the weary find their rest Let the river rolling take you home Twisted oaks, rooted, line the shore Men with their lines breaking down their doors Fruit won't fail nor creature die When the rolling river rolls on by Let the river rolling take you home It's roaring like a lion come around that bend It's like a stampede come to heal and mend So cast your burdens as stones to sea Drop your pride and ambition to your feet Let the river rolling take you home It's coming like a chariot to take you home It's coming with power to make you whole So get lost in the currents and be washed away Get swallowed by the water when it comes your way Let the river rolling take you home
4.
Oh my brother oh my brother please stand tall Let them laugh if they want to Let them come out and haunt you But don't let them pull you low enough to hate Because I remember when you were younger, you were a giant among men Now when the storms come to shake you And oceans try and take you please stand tall. Stand tall again lest they steal your soul. Oh though I will let you down Stand firm your ground Oh though this world will let you down Stand firm your ground You were born with your mother's eyes Born across foreign lines You were born with a sword and it is something worth embracing but there is nothing worth its reigning over you So be moved by love
5.
I don't know what I'm looking for but I'm digging a hole And if beautiful words find me worthy, I will sing them out at your door But if wisdom in all of her glory finds me and calls me wise Then I will go to the mountain tops and I will sing to the sky. I was a gardener and I was too full of fear to seed I was praying for the floods to rush in when I was too proud to weep And I was all alone just waiting on myself Watching my dreams go running with somebody else I thought I could be a man, the kind who'd always take his stand but I am always hiding in the night And I thought I could be a saint, I drowned myself in gallons of paint and whispered in the shadows of my life I was an arrogant man and I am still Honestly I would do anything just to get my fill And if the trumpet sounded and the heavens opened wide Would I embrace my petty things and shrink back into the night? I'm afraid, I'm so afraid, I'm too afraid of who I am I can't seem to piece together my head, my heart, and my hands And if faith is a confidence in uncertainty I guess that's all I really have is faith that faith might save me I felt I had died like the anchors before me And I swear that I had broke down before But I had only read one page of that story And I had only opened a crack in that door When I was a gardener
6.
I am the thorn inside your flesh And I am the burn inside your chest I am the tear upon your dress And I am the failure behind this mess I know I messed it up before, I know I messed it up I know I messed it up before but please I know I said goodbye before and how many times I shut that door I know I said goodbye before but please Don't forget about me Grace came down with open arms But I want back like a thief to his charms I am free but I am still a slave Oh the pain of having been and being saved I am the thrips in your garden dirt And I am the one who has caused you hurt I am the salt that calls your thirst And I am the one who has failed you first Oh the grace of having been and being saved
7.
Words over head drop like bricks to the earth Shaking the ground, my feet, and my worth But where we find brokenness, we are sure to find grace And grace leads us onward to seat with saints Potter, come on down We are cracked and dry to the bone Come claim us as your own So when we fall we will rise, From our graves we will rise, From a world that is breaking like stones awakening we’ll rise We’ve come a long way through the course of one night Dreams of the morning swallowed our fright And all is conquered but all isn’t well In the depths of our souls there are remnants of hell Naked I came from my mother’s womb Naked I’ll march head high to my tomb And if I go as a lamp filled with oil We can take on every fear, war, and trouble Rejoice not over me, oh, my enemy From a world that is breaking like stones awakening we’ll rise
8.
I asked for rain in December Because I gave it all but I held some Broken down, I tried not to remember All the stories and the things that I had done I held dear and buried below With everything in me--my blood and sweat-- The things I beg of you not to know about me And the things I beg my mind to forget Who can stand in frightful honesty And reveal their shadows to earth and sky? And declare in spite of cultural modesty That their perfection has long ago died? We all asked for rain in December Because we gave it all but we held some Now who can pick up these broken members And mend shattered hearts together as one? Who can pick up these broken members And mend shattered hearts together as one?

credits

released May 14, 2016

Doug Mains – vocals, acoustic guitar
Kelly Briski – violin, vocals, banjo
Rob Germeroth – percussion, ukulele
Kim Wren – upright bass, vocals
Josh Michels – cello, accordion

Kevin Briski – Banjoist in “Giant Among Men”
Vince Malone – Assistant to the regional drummer in “Road to London”
Derek Turcsanyi – Free spirited soul in “River Rolling”
Frank Ebels – Bass vocals in “River Rolling”
Gang Vox – Doug Mains & the City Folk, Kevin Briski, Frank Ebels, Chelsea Kendall Ebels, Melissa Eisensmith, Leah Kelley, Bryan Mains, Ben Mast, Matt Radick, and Derek Turcsanyi.

Special thanks to my incredible wife Lindsey Mains, my (unbiased) mother, dad, Bryan, Megan & Chip, Mom & Dad Konzman, Meadows & Mains clans, Scott McKnight, Kevin Briski, Sarah Lou Richards, B & B Foote, Greg Pond & Roy, M & K Germeroth, I & E Grotenhuis, B & E Lundquist, Wendell, Frank Ebels, Corey Derushia, Fusion Shows, Ed Glazer, the BAV, MudLove, contributors to the Pennies Project, the gang vox, and everyone who has been an encouragement and supporter of DMandtheCF.

Thank you, Kelly, for eye contact and an affirming smile, Kim for quiet wisdom and good humor, Josh for loyalty, artistry, and hard work, and Rob for sticking closer than a brother through it all.

© 2016 Doug Mains & the City Folk

All Songs Written by Doug Mains
Arranged and Performed by Doug Mains & the City Folk

Recorded, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered by Corey DeRushia at Troubador Recording Studios
Artwork by Josh Michels
Released May 14, 2016

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Doug Mains & the City Folk Lansing

One pensive troubadour backed by classical strings, modern accordion, and dynamic percussion is what you can expect from Doug Mains & the City Folk. Rooted in Michigan, this group bears a rich and smooth sound refreshing to the progressive world of indie folk. Thought provoking lyrics run deep in Mains’ songs accompanied by lonely guitar pickings that swell to thunderous string harmonies. ... more

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