If It Happens Again

by Mama Joy Rising

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about

There are people that have such a drive for freedom that they are enslaved by it.
There are outlaws who's names are cleared but never stop being paranoid.
There are laws, and then there are moral codes, and they aren't determined by the same people.
they say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions, and people try so hard to make mirrors tell them what they want to hear.
They try so hard to make little glass slippers fit, to make worries go away.
everything but the truth is elusive.

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There's a packed bowl in my pocket
and a ring that doesn't fit
and I wonder if he's going down tonight
I'm sweating with tomorrows
and I've slept with yesterdays
but my fingers just cant touch what isn't right
well the cherry blossoms fell
in Spring's first thunderstorm
but I haven't heard the Wood Thrush come around
I'm rocking and I'm pacing
my neck aches from looking back
but it's just too wet to kick back on the ground

and if it happens again I'll know that it's me
but we all mean something different when we ask to be free

Now they say that our intentions
are the steps that pave the way
well tell that to the girl who lost her shoes
she'll tell you she's heard it all
and she prefers to feel the ground
as she walks with head up high and sings the blues
He held up the oldest mirror
to the power of spoken word
till everything that comes out has to rhyme
she made us out to be
the ones we so wished we were
but it was only a matter of time

And it if happens again I'll know that it's me
but we all mean something different when we ask to be free

There was a bust in Floyd county
now the green don't like the white
and I can see it in his face most everyday
the Crow called out his warning
I can see no end in sight
stuck in a one light town waiting for betray
I wish someone would show me how
to tie a knot that doesn't slip
but I've been leaving since I was old enough to drive
with this rosewood at my stomach
and a tear from someone's ear
it's the only time I really feel alive

and if it happens again I'll know that it's me
but we all mean something different when we ask to be free.....

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released May 5, 2019
John Wilson guitar, Emily Williamson vocals, Dave Fason of Windfall Studios

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Mama Joy Rising Floyd, Virginia

Born Erica Joy, a Baltimoron raised by loud Norwegians on one side and the other a doomsday cult. Fled as soon as she could. She's been using art, music, writing to make sense of the world ever since. Her creations speak to classism, sexism(all the isms)trauma, healing, animism, neurodivergence w wit, humor, stories, across genres. ... more

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