"Maypole"

"Maypole"

The dirge is draining from our lungs

And a new song's raging on our tongues

So leave your winters at the gate

With those memories of darker days

The past was burned by the threshing floor

And we are all that love searched for

So leave your fears out on the porch

The table is set and supper is warm

No more waiting at the door

Come one, come all

Come on, sing it out, sing it out

Heaven is alive, it's in our hearts

It's in our eyes and in our scars

And we breath it in when we kiss 

When we hold the sights we thought we'd missed

Come one, come all

Come on sing it out, sing it out

"Devil's Dirt"

"Devil's Dirt"


Strobe burns bright in the house tonight

Kick drum cuts through the fear inside

Music comes, a thief in the night

To lift you up, to lift you up

From digging in the Devil's dirt

Digging in the Devil's dirt

Foxholes lit by a morning light

Lines are drawn, we waltz through night

TIme hold steady, we can make it right

We're lifting off, we're lifting off

We're all digging in the Devil's dirt

Digging in the Devil's dirt

If you want to come

Get up 

Get down

Get free

We're dancing for eternity

Strobe burns bright in the the house tonight

When it's said and done

Get up 

Get down

Get free

We're dancing into eternity

"Sequoia"

"Sequoia"


This world, this grove

This planted seed

Our roots stretch deep into eternity

But our love must burn before it grows

As tall and strong as sequoias

The lightning comes

Like a thief

To score our wounds and fuel our dreams

When the soils ready, the kingdom grows

As tall and strong as sequoias

**When I consider the natural phenomenon that is a sequoia and how each one grows so tall, how each one is connected by root systems in the earth, how each one is impervious to fire, and how all of this makes each one taller and stronger, I can only see it as a metaphor for the kind of love I believe in.--Quinn

"Chinese Hand Drum"

"Chinese Hand Drum"


You're the journey 

You're the dance

You're the song of a distance lands

And you call to me

Your laughter fills my heart

Like a kite in Bejing park

Waving to the earth

So I swing my arms like a Chinese hand drum

Beating the wind with love's great cadence

Singing so loud, I ain't got no breath left

And I dance so hard, I can't feel my feet

I'm a feather in the wind blowing to the east

Where the sun comes up, the sun comes out for me

You're the fire

You're the sea

You're the wisdom in my dreams

Will you sing to me?

Oh, come in waves

With soul and grace

Like a newborn summer

Then I'll swing my arms like a Chinese hand drum

Beating the wind with love's great cadence

Singing so loud, I ain't got no breath left

And I dance so hard, I can't feel my feet

I'm a feather in the wind blowing to the east

Where the sun comes up, the sun comes out for me

"Cincinnati"

"Cincinnati"

We're pioneers

With every hope and every fear

We're seven hills and seven years

Into finding one another here

The streets are lit, Over the Rhine,

We'll paint this town wedding dress white

Love and trust are revving cars

On the boulevard

We burn like the dawn 

We're vagabonds

Slowly drifting into one

To mend what came undone

To have, to hold, to love 

Rebuild our hopes and watch them grow

Towers tall, morning stars

Burning in our hearts

We'll light this town with the two of us

We burn like the dawn

Shedding skin

Shedding life

What could've been

All the while

Shedding skin

Shedding life

What could've been

Well, it was yours all the time

We burn like the dawn

**I think community revitalization is a really important part of being a human being; I think it is one of the ways we can bring heaven to earth.--Quinn

"Phoenix" and "Rebirth"

"Phoenix" is the first track of Rebirth and kind of serves as a bridge between the two projects (Death and Rebirth).  It's the only instrumental track of our concept record, and it's a combination of acoustic guitar and some very cool beats; it's the crescendo of a soul dying and living again.  Historically, the phoenix is a mythical crimson bird that lives from 500 to 1,000 years, and near the end of it's life, builds a nest, consumes itself in fire, and from the ashes is born anew to live again; a symbol of eternal life.  It is said that it's cry is one of the most beautiful songs ever heard.

Following "Phoenix" is "Rebirth"

"Rebirth"

Spin the dial

Time is on fire

Come eventide

In the kiln of life

Kerosene,

I got a bridge

You got a match for me?

Hurling soul

Jack knife into the depths of 

A renaissance

Bless this mess

With solluting guns

Never thought I'd see the day 

But the day is won

Rebirth is upon us

Rebirth us upon us

And start, stop

Start, stop

Start

And I come out swingin'

**Rebirth is never an easy process; in fact, it can often be excruciatingly painful and messy.  I imagine it to be like a kiln or even childbirth maybe. Obviously, I will never give birth to a being myself and could never understand that kind of physical pain, but I have certainly felt the "contractions" in my heart as I have died and been born again every day.  It's that starting and stopping and starting again that makes change a war inside for me.  I always feel like I come out swinging.--Quinn

"Black Woods, White Beach"

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We've decided that periodically we're going to release the lyrics of each song on Rebirth right here as a teaser for what is to come starting with "Black Woods, White Beach" and then working back from track one on through.  We may even give you a little tidbit about the inspiration for each song.


Let it begin...

"Black Woods, White Beach"

Pain, past, quick sand

Eyes meet your hand

Never want to go back

Never want to go

Never want to

Black woods, white beach

Ship, mast, come sail east

Never want to go back

Never want to go

Never want to

Oh, Oh, Oh

Never have to go back

Never have to go 

Never have to

Oh, Oh, Oh

**Although lyrically cryptic, this song is an abstract story about healing.  I took a lot of the imagery from a favorite short story, "The Most Dangerous Game," and sort of put a different spin on it to communicate what it is like to get "stranded" in the past, to be rescued, and then to be given an invitation to a better or new future (the east).  I feel blessed more times than I can count, to have found myself in a dark place, to be set free by the truth, and then to sail away never to go back to that black wood.--Quinn