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Blue Door Welcome
00:52
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Loud & Clear
02:58
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Loud & Clear
Get on with your choice already, Go
You hear the sound of my voice but nobody’s home
You’re talking like it’s you against the world
You’re so misunderstood, You’re so secure
And you’re nobody’s fool
And love is coming at you loud and clear
But the truth is something that you don’t want to hear
Like a bird whose cage swings open wide
You could make your escape but your wings aren’t flying
You’re searching all of creation for a sign
For some justification of all you’re denying
And love is coming at you loud and clear
But the truth is something that you don’t want to hear
And what do you say when your face to face
With all of the lies you been telling to chase
Away all the fear that you can’t erase
What do you say in that quiet place?
And what do you say when your face to face
With all of the lies you been telling to chase
Away all the fear that you can’t erase
What do you say to your own face?
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Story: Broken Things
02:46
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Broken Things
03:41
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Broken Things
We’ve seen pastures of plenty and fields of lack
Lost our way, lost our faith and the shirt off our backs
And I gave up hoping for a guarantee
But love keeps her promise every time you look at me
And somewhere between hell and sheer happiness
There’s a house by the ocean side
And we’ll fill it with dreams and all the broken things
That the morning washed in with the tide
I’m ice and I am fire, you are meek and mild
Wanna drink your cool water, wanna bear you a child
But some wishes never get to grow their wings
And these expectations might just be the death of me
And somewhere between hell and sheer happiness
There’s a house by the ocean side
And we’ll fill it with dreams and all the broken things
That the morning washed in with the tide
We all travel these miles, we are haunted by quiet regrets
With this ache in our bones and desires untold and unmet
Isn’t anybody coming for us yet?
And somewhere between hell and sheer happiness
There’s a house by the ocean side
And we’ll fill it with dreams and all the broken things
That the morning washed in with the tide
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Gleneyrie
03:36
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Gleneyrie
I will walk with you Gleneyrie
Where the summer blooms wild and free
You take this burden I carry
And you offer to share it with me
I will follow I’ll follow Gleneyrie
Where the hollow meets the valley below
And these sorrow-filled bones I will bury
In the arms of Gleneyrie
Take these worn out knees to the water’s edge
Watch the lily-pads rest in the stream
Such a tiny thread joining birth and death
So much life to be lived in between
I will follow I’ll follow Gleneyrie
Where the hollow meets the valley below
And these sorrow-filled bones I will bury
In the arms of Gleneyrie
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6. |
Story: Worth the Wait
02:42
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Worth the Wait
03:57
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Worth the Wait
There were sleepless nights
When my strength was gone
And my patience was tried
I was short on hope
There was so much more
That I wanted from life
Who knew you’d come along?
And my heart would rearrange?
I’d give my whole life long for one glimpse of your face
Cause you were worth the wait
I still got sleepless nights
When my strength is gone
And my patience is tried
But there is no place else
That I’d rather be
But right here by your side
Who knew you’d come along?
And my heart would rearrange?
I’d give my whole life long for one glimpse of your face
Cause you were worth the wait….
You were worth the wait…
You were worth every single sacrifice I had to make
You were worth every single day I felt my heart would break
You were worth all the years, all the tears, all the fears
Not even one was a mistake, Not for your sake
Who knew you’d come along?
And my heart would rearrange?
I’d give my whole life long for one glimpse of your face
Cause you were worth the wait
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Story: Raise Your Voice
02:20
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Raise Your Voice
03:42
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Raise Your Voice
I saw a face today
I couldn’t look away
She could be yours, she could be mine
She couldn’t be more than eight or nine
And she was hungry and poor
She had less, I had more
So raise your voice
Together we can change the course
If only we will make the choice
So raise your voice
Our fields have not gone bare
There’s food enough to share
With every family in need
Cause we’re all human beings
But some are hungry and poor
Some have less, some have more
So raise your voice
Together we can change the course
If only we will make the choice
So raise your
Voice upon voice
We will join in the chorus
And offer the hope
That was always meant for us all
So raise your voice
Together we can change the course
If only we will make the choice
So raise your voice
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10. |
American Tune
04:25
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11. |
Story: Jericho
02:18
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Jericho
03:19
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Jericho
The ground is shaking these days
High and low I go to find there’s nowhere safe
I crash around in the holes
Vacancies that only a heart can know
Jericho
A fortress made of stones
No protection left except some skin and bones
But we’re infinitely more
Than just the sum of all the pain that’s come before
Jericho…
Maybe our walls come crashing down
Maybe it’s so we can be found
Joining our voices with the sound of redemption
Maybe there’s so much more than this
Maybe we’re living all there is
We’ve all got suffering no one gets an exemption
Maybe we need no best defense
Maybe when we stop fighting against
We find that in our nakedness is ascension
Jericho
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What Kind of Girl Were You?
I was the girl with the pretty face
Always dying to lose all that extra weight
Such a shame they’d say, such a cryin’ shame
Such a shame to waste such a pretty face
What kind of girl were you?
You’ve got a story too.
Let someone know Who you are Where you got those scars
Don’t be afraid For a start Open your heart
We all can buy Into the lie Of comparison games
As time goes by You will find We’re all the same
What kind of girl were you?
You’ve got a story too.
I was the girl desperate to fit in
The kids would tear me down and I’d run back to them
So many things I know that I couldn’t see then
You can push your hatred out or you can swallow it all in
What kind of girl were you?
You’ve got a story too.
Let someone know you
Let your beauty shine on through
Let someone see your scars
Let go, open your heart
Let some love in
Let some light in
Let some love in
Let someone in
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17. |
Writer of Love Songs
04:23
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Story: Little Loves
04:55
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Little Loves
03:00
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Little Loves
When they told me you would die
The breath flew out of my lungs
As they looked me in the eye
And said "We cannot save your son"
But now you're here in my arms
Tiny heart beating strong
And each new day of your life is like Hope showing off
Little fighter, little love of mine
Once they told me the dream was gone
That I'd never have a child
Then my sweet girl, you proved 'em wrong
When you burst into our life
And now you're here in my arms
Giving kisses like eskimos
And each new day of your life it's like Joy overflows
Little light, little love of mine
I admit as a mother I'm often found unprepared
And I fail to remember the great big Love that brought us here
And that each day is a gift we've been given to share
Little loves, little loves of mine
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20. |
Story: Generous Friends
00:58
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Generous Friends
04:06
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Generous Friends
Bear witness to the existence of love in this cold world
And may those to whom love is a stranger find in you generous friends
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22. |
Turned Leaves
02:17
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Turned Leaves
I walk the slippery slope
Where chaos collides with hope
Of newness, lovely change
Where turned leaves go
I’m not the girl I see
Who clings to folly schemes
In frenzied snapshots framed
Who cannot simple be
In hushed spaces I wish
For pieces strewn to fit
Square, round, detect your hole
For order’s sweet respite
Alight my weary bones
When you have begged for home
Will distant glimmer shine
When bartering with stones?
Willpower fails but not
My strength of heart and thought
This lifelong battlefield
My should haves and my oughts
Today I seek to climb
This precipice of mind
Of who I’m meant to be
This the journey of my time
And I no longer fear
The passing of the years
It is not mine to heed
The naysayers constant jeers
The summit I will see
A view drawn just for me
Of altars burned through ages
A place to simply be
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23. |
Hate to Say Goodbye
03:50
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Hate to Say Goodbye
I got time to play you one more song
Then I’ll find my way on down that road
But I’m hoping you will sing along
Before I go
It’s a gypsy life I seem to lead
Got that suitcase in a new place everyday
Yeah I’m chasing down this crazy dream
Along the way
And I hate to say goodbye
Cause I’m leaving far too soon
And I trust the time will fly on wings
That bring me back to you
Bring me back to you
I think home is made of simple things
Not like doors and boards or mortar, brick, and stone
But in the kindness that a smile can bring
You’re not alone
And I hate to say goodbye
Cause I’m leaving far too soon
And I trust the time will fly on wings
That bring me back to you
Bring me back to you
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K.C. Clifford Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
K.C. Clifford is a three-time Woody Guthrie Award-winning singer/songwriter from Oklahoma
City.
These days she splits her time between her two lifelong dreams: music and motherhood. She and her husband, musician David Broyles, live in Oklahoma City with their two children.
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