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More Than Meets the Eye
03:27
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A ten year old astronomer threw off her nighttime covers
Tip-toed to her window so she could see the sky
And as winter turned to summer, she watched the constellations
Spin in orderly procession round the northern star so high
She built a homemade telescope together with her dad
Took astronomy in college and she was far from done
Left waiting by the mailbox for that catalog from Princeton
The program would not let a woman in 'til 1971
Looking at the stars we are looking back in time
A picture of a billion years gone by
Vera Rubin did much more than hold up half the sky
Showed us there is so much more out there than meets the eye
She found another program where she gazed up at the galaxies
Looking for the secret of the stable life they led
Remembering the counselor who told her back in high school
To be ladylike she might consider painting stars instead
Just weeks after her son was born an academic conference
Cradling her data, her professional debut
She shared her observations and the scorn was universal
The evidence was clear: she was a girl, and only 22
It takes a calculating mind to take the measure of the cosmos
A steady sense of self to hunt for what you just suspect
Something out there holding every galaxy together
Something out there in the dark that no one could detect
With her dark matter discovery she made her mark on science
Painted a new picture of when the world was new
Vera wrote a book called "My Grandmother's an Astronomer"
To tell the next child looking at the stars that she could do it too
Looking at the stars we are looking back in time
A picture of a billion years gone by
Vera Rubin did much more than hold up half the sky
Worked the numbers hard enough called the universe's bluff
She showed us there is so much more out there than meets the eye.
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2. |
I Don't Have Memories
02:50
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I don't have memories
Not really memories
I don't get memories
Just hints
What may have happened
Or not have happened
Stayed a mystery
Ever since
So I don't look down and I keep on track
And if scenes well up I blink them back
'Cause a closing eye is a child's only friend
And you'll never know and you'll never see
That I'm not as fine as I seem to be
Even I can't see what I'm trying to defend
I don't have patience
i try for patience
I can't find patience
For love
He says he loves me
He shows he loves me
And I get that
He does
But as he reaches out I pull back instead
And I run like hell from what's in my head
And I kiss him from a million miles away
Caught up in what may have been
I get lost to him and the world we're in
It's a memory but of what I couldn't say
Don't you want me baby...don't you dare
And I don't look down and I keep on track
And if scenes well up I blink them back
'Cause a closing eye is a woman's only friend
And you'll never know and you'll never see
That I'm not as fine as I seem to be
Even I can't see what I'm trying to defend
I don't have memories
I don't get memories
I don't want memories
Do you?
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Everything's Alright
02:43
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My little girl begs for her favorite book
The words swim a bit but I don't need to look
I've read this one so many times before
So I face away, and keep my voice all smiles
Let her make-believe, just a little while
That there's no big bad wolf outside her door
And to tell you the truth, everything's alright
The siren only went off once last night
And our shelter's just a few steps down the stairs
Daniel called from his captain's phone
Said he might get 24 hours home
All depends on how many fall, and where
Hold on dear, he tells me I'll be there
With the older ones, well it's no damn use
They've seen it all on the evening news
But they don't talk much, sparing me the scene
The dishwasher sounds like a passing plane
As they streak out over my roof again
Bound for targets, those who target me
And I don't know how to make things right
But I know that we will get through, and I'll get through this night
And to tell you the truth everything's alright
But the siren went off twice tonight
So I gave up trying to close my weary eye
My blanket's wrapped round my daughter now
She won't sleep in her own bed anyhow
So I settle in, wait for the sun to rise
The only thing I know the sun will rise
The only thing I know the sun will rise.
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Hard Times No More
02:48
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Either or, watch this war, or choose to see no evil
Radio, high or low, tension by the earful
Hard times, hard time, coming 'round my door
Oh hard times come again, no more, no more
All alone, fortress home, safety in surrender
Headline news, TV crews, scenes that I remember
Hard times, hard time, coming 'round my door
Oh hard times come again, no more, no more
No front lines, no battlefields remain
I just watch my back and scan the faces on the train
Just a passing phase, or so they say
Still I catch my breath, and say a prayer, and hope we find our way
So it goes, heaven knows hard times that we live in
Short on trust, so we must try hard not to give in
Hard times, hard time, coming 'round my door
Oh hard times come again, no more, no more
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Standard orbit, steady as she goes
We're sailing round the sky where the solar wind blows
And we're all dressed up in aluminum clothes
And it's steady as she goes, as she goes
Steady as she goes
We're all topsy-turvy and turning around
Don't know which way's up and the other way's down
It's nothing like having your feet on the ground
And it's steady as she goes, as she goes
Steady as she goes
Sundown, sunrise an hour away
But it's easy to take on an astronaut's pay
And Einstein says we stay younger this way
And it's steady as she goes, as she goes
Steady as she goes
So heads up, Florida, here we come
With a double sonic boom flying out of the sun
We'll pass around the jar when the job is done
And it's steady as she goes, as she goes
Steady as she goes
Standard orbit, steady as she goes
We're sailing round the sky where the solar wind blows
And we're all dressed up in aluminum clothes
And it's steady as she goes, as she goes
Steady as she goes
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Sandy Cash Israel
From the Midwest to the Middle East, American-born singer-songwriter Sandy Cash is a musical storyteller whose thoughtful –
and theatrical – performance style is rooted in the songs on which she grew up back in her native Detroit.
Sandy draws on history and present-day politics, while exploring themes such as the sustaining love of family, a commitment to community, and a healthy sense of humor.
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