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		<title>The Conversation’s Growing</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:53:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Conversation’s Growing (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco &#38; Lindsey Boise) The conversation’s growing. It’s hitting all sides. You can feel the ocean slowing down. An open wide picture show where the waves are round and green is almost brown. In the fog, a rainbow in the dark. We’re just another tribe of easy [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>The Conversation’s Growing</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em>) The conversation’s growing. It’s hitting all sides. You can feel the ocean slowing down. An open wide picture show where the waves are round and green is almost brown. In the fog, a rainbow in the dark. We’re just another tribe of easy people in the garden. Old eyes, bones in the yard. At the dawn, the light will slowly play you, slowly play you. Drive me round, I’ve been trying to find another place to play, another road, another mountain to slow down. Oooh slide door. Oh chuva! Fall on my head. Don’t ask why. Slowly fly all day with Tanya in the sky. Baseadobundaganjabundabundayé. Head phone, left phone, right me another time. People bubble. That’s the song. Take it and give it. I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope we’re getting money. Tension et signification. I hope, I hope, I hope, I hope we’re getting money. In the grass. Moving around. Growing grass. Digging around town. Growing grass. Flip on the horizon. Growing grass, growing grass. Me no mystic. It wasn’t you. You came true. You tell me who you want to be. Let’s find exhibitions. Purple or green? Let’s roll away. Tell me what need to say. Oooh cross fade. On the road to the reservation. Let’s blow this reservation. Let’s blow away. I didn’t know you. I didn’t know you well. We got time to give it up. I’ll show you how. I’ll get to know you. Maybe I don’t know you now. Give it up. Take control. Gkjksdhskjgfhg bfhgertsjhnjdshjah. Just the other day, there was this football player struck by a flying head-butt from Zidane, who was justified in his response. That guy deserved it and everyone knows. Light! Here comes the sun. You said it right! Here comes the sun. For light! For life! Here comes the sun. For light! For life! The gibberish life! The gibberish life! The gibberish, the gibberish, the gibberish life! Digging. Holding down. Digging down. Digging down. Digging! [Whistling] You’re/She’s an amazing, amazing, amazing, amazing, amazing girl. Oh, the conversation’s growing. It’s making way for the sun. For light, For life! Here comes the sun. I like you so easily. I like you. And it’s getting better. Feels so nice all the time.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Happy to Change</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:52:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Happy to Change (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) I love playing in the dark, but it’s so much warmer in the light. Sunflowers in my eyes, floating out the door, going out for more. Oh yeah, so far, so far. Oh maybe you don’t see it. Oh maybe you can try to pull it [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Happy to Change</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) I love playing in the dark, but it’s so much warmer in the light. Sunflowers in my eyes, floating out the door, going out for more. Oh yeah, so far, so far. Oh maybe you don’t see it. Oh maybe you can try to pull it off. I’m pulling right, right into the swell, with the pelicans above my head. I can get a little drôle in my little world. I was starting to get cold on my little throne. Now I’ve become a little joke in this whole little world of pain. With a rock, paper, scissor feeling spinning in my brain. I’m happy to change. I’m happy to change. I’m rippin’ the poppy chain. I’m rabidipopechiyé. I know that it’s been too long since I fed the fire in my head. Sunflowers in my eyes. I’m getting out my board, going out for more. Oh yeah, so far, so far. I’m transparent gold when I lean into my wave. I’m rapid to change. I’m rapid to change. Like Jacob &amp; James, I’m happy to re-arrange. Oh maybe you don’t see it. Oh maybe you can try! Pull it off. I’m rapid chipoché. I’m rabidipopechiyé. As soon as the lights change, I’m doing it all again.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>I See it All</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:51:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I See it All (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) I’ve seen what we are multiplied by seven. I don’t really care how we reach it. As long as I know that we feel it, we’ll go far. Oh yeah. I like to smell trees en la mañana when everything brown is banana. Calling out [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>I See it All</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) I’ve seen what we are multiplied by seven. I don’t really care how we reach it. As long as I know that we feel it, we’ll go far. Oh yeah. I like to smell trees en la mañana when everything brown is banana. Calling out circles to each other, we let ourselves fall and I see it all climbing in my head. Climbing in my head all day. Oh I don’t really care how we feel it. As long as I know that we mean it, we’ll go far. Oh yeah. I like to smell trees en la mañana when everything brown is banana. Throwing out circles at each other, we’ve taken the fall and I see it all climbing in my bed. Climbing in my bed, oh yeah. Calan-banam-ba-y-é, o-yé. I get the water from the rain. I got to re-arrange it. I got a watermelon brain. The roots are growing in.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Fire’s on the Floor</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:50:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fire’s on the Floor (Music &#38; Words by Lindsey Boise) [parlor talk] Ladies and gentlemen, your fire’s on the floor. Ladies and gentlemen, come on on and I’ll say it again, the fire’s on the floor. [bis]
© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &#38; Lindsey Boise
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Fire’s on the Floor</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Words by Lindsey Boise</em>) [parlor talk] Ladies and gentlemen, your fire’s on the floor. Ladies and gentlemen, come on on and I’ll say it again, the fire’s on the floor. [bis]</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Believe Me When I Sip My Lemonade</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:50:05 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Believe Me When I Sip My Lemonade (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) Beneath the water, sunlight slowly breaks into a flower around my head. A long way from dead. Love is easy (as easy as the sound of moonlight on the ground in southern Spain) and all of today’s problems are disqualified again. I’m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Believe Me When I Sip My Lemonade</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) Beneath the water, sunlight slowly breaks into a flower around my head. A long way from dead. Love is easy (as easy as the sound of moonlight on the ground in southern Spain) and all of today’s problems are disqualified again. I’m in the deep end. I roll around. Sometimes I forget I ever needed to explain. You can hold me closer, it’s OK. Let the moment be your strategy. (Here we are. Feel my heart). Believe me when I sip my lemonade. There’s just no easier way (Here we are. Feel my heart). Our bodies kaleidoscope each other, swimming in slow-motion waterfalls. Waking up naked and high, you and me once again alive, yeah. In the fading clouds reborn. In the fading clouds reborn. Believe me when I sip my lemonade. There’s just no easier way (Here we are. Feel). I open every window and throw my eyes around. Everything I feel is real. Our bodies collide in every color, swimming in slow-motion waterfalls. Waking up naked and high, you and me once again alive, yeah. In the fading clouds reborn. In the fading clouds reborn. So many words without. So many ways around. If ever I had a doubt, I know I believe it now. Oh, I can see the whole sky on the beach behind your eyes. I’m falling through you. Falling through you, heavy! (It’s all that I ever want. It’s all that I ever see. It’s all that I ever need. It’s more than I ever dreamed). Oooooooh all inside of me.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Sooner or Later</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:49:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sooner or Later (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) Help me up. I just woke up on the wrong side. I tried everything, but I just can’t get back to the dream side. At the bottom of a dream, we were climbing up a tree. Everything was easy. We were floating like whales underwater. Swimming [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Sooner or Later</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) Help me up. I just woke up on the wrong side. I tried everything, but I just can’t get back to the dream side. At the bottom of a dream, we were climbing up a tree. Everything was easy. We were floating like whales underwater. Swimming in the crazy eyes of love. The windows on the boat are dusty and cold. I’m losing my reflection. I wanna spend the whole day underwater. I wanna get soaked down to the bone. Sooner or later, man, you’re gonna lose it. Sooner or later it’s all gone away. Get back to life! Get back to life! Everyone alive! Everyone alive! Everyone alive! Alive for the benefit of our children. Alive! Alive for the benefit of your pillow. Tonight! Sooner or later, man, you’re gonna lose it. It’s now or never again. You better use it.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>It Rained Today</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:48:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It Rained Today (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) I swing from tree to tree. Nothing’s out of my reach. But I’m all covered in mud, and I don’t know how to shake it off. All these prophetic close-ups of break dancing poets drowning in my brain. It’s all a ticket to the same game. [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>It Rained Today</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) I swing from tree to tree. Nothing’s out of my reach. But I’m all covered in mud, and I don’t know how to shake it off. All these prophetic close-ups of break dancing poets drowning in my brain. It’s all a ticket to the same game. How can I do it? I know. I’m gonna give it a long fade out, wide! Rain on my head. I’m laughing instead. And there you are, so beautiful. I overflow. For all I know, it’s gonna grow right into the sky. Oooh, where do we go? Swimming in words that we don’t know. In a sea without a boat (I wanna go with you) Yeah, yeah, yeah! Lying in bed. This song in my head phones. It’s what we are. And here we go again. Slow moves everyday. I walk across the room (for you). Feeling good (in the lick of it). Here we are in the thick of it. Sun is coming down (rainbow yoga). All of my love to get around (weeping yoda). Rain is in the ground (hold me closer). All of my life to get around (loneliness over). Laughing in bed. This song in our head. It’s what we are.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Get Over It</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:47:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Get Over It (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) You were delicious. If you only knew. How much I miss you. Everything’s just a drag now that you’re gone, but I got to get over it. Just get on over. Now I’m trying to think of anything else but you. I write these poems every [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Get Over It</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) You were delicious. If you only knew. How much I miss you. Everything’s just a drag now that you’re gone, but I got to get over it. Just get on over. Now I’m trying to think of anything else but you. I write these poems every night. But nothing feels right. What am I supposed to do in these morning hours? I can’t put my mind away. I know I’m gonna find something better tomorrow, but I want you today. I guess I’ll have to get over it. Just get on over. I’m still living. Sometimes it’s good to be alone. Hanging around in French cafés&#8230; Oh well, I might as well let the wind blow me away. What more can I say? I just spent the whole day standing on the Eiffel Tower, staring into the haze. And now I just can’t get out of the shower. I can stay in here for days. With all these years of running around traveling around the world. Getting all kinds of knowledge in college and all this poetry of longing for somebody. I’ve had enough now. Let’s party. Because I’m gonna have to get over it. Just get on over. How much can I touch? How much can I belong? How much can I feel? How much can I go on? How much I love seeing you over and over again, but I don’t even know you yet. I don’t even know you yet. Did you ever happen in my life? ‘Cause I can’t remember what you look like. I don’t know what this song is all about, but it isn’t hard to figure out.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Dancing Che’s</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:47:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dancing Che’s (Music &#38; Lyrics by Lindsey Boise) Night after night, you’ve been here with me. Night after night with the chains. Wrapped around your neck. I can feel you breathe. And these walls tell me I must wait for good. And there’s a liar, says we can’t leave without some blood lost. And I’m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Dancing Che’s</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Lindsey Boise</em>) Night after night, you’ve been here with me. Night after night with the chains. Wrapped around your neck. I can feel you breathe. And these walls tell me I must wait for good. And there’s a liar, says we can’t leave without some blood lost. And I’m tryin’ to fight all my cancers. And it feels like venom to wait for good. Dancing Che’s sing their chains away on the patio. I’ve got a crazy feeling that I’m swingin’ slow, but finally I see through the window, and I know I can wait for good. Dancing Che’s sing their chains away on the patio. Peace is calm but strong. Dancing Che’s sing their chains away on the patio. Peace is calm but strong.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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		<title>Ubatuba</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2008 13:46:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ubatuba (Music &#38; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco) I’ve been wondering if I’m ever gonna make it to your place. I’ve been sitting in my cave for so long. And there’s only so much I can do about it. But it won’t be too long. Close my eyes and I’m gone. I’m still wondering if I’m [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Ubatuba</strong> (<em>Music &amp; Lyrics by Bill Carrasco</em>) I’ve been wondering if I’m ever gonna make it to your place. I’ve been sitting in my cave for so long. And there’s only so much I can do about it. But it won’t be too long. Close my eyes and I’m gone. I’m still wondering if I’m ever gonna make it to your place. I’ve been waiting for the train for so long. Maybe we can find a way to meet in the middle of a long, lonely song. Close my eyes and I’m gone&#8230; Any day now, we’ll be together and I’m gonna make you feel so much better. Oh yeah! Ubatuba to Bembe (When we get to Ubatuba, we’ll be playing on the beach all day). Ubatuba to Bem (Everything is gonna be all day). Ubatuba to Bembe (When we get to Ubatuba, I’ll be loving you in every way). Ubatuba to Bem (Everything is gonna be all day). I’ve been wondering if I’ll ever make it to the horizon. I’ve been sitting in this train for so long. And all the people around me are lost inside the window of a long, lonely song. Close my eyes and I’m gone&#8230; Any day now, we’ll be together, and I’m gonna make you feel so much better. Ubatuba to Bembe.</p>
<p><em>© Copyright 2008 Bill Carrasco &amp; Lindsey Boise</em></p>
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