Rising Appalachia — Make Magic
Album: Leylines
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Length: 5:03
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Length: 5:03
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In a land of mad takers
Can I be a mad giver?
In a land of the forsaken
Can I be a forgiver?
Can I swim up river, keep the air in my lungs
When I hit the dam, I’ll break it and sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Magic
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
I see good people all around me, acting kindly, acting wisely
Open your eyes, what do you see?
Those in power are meek in their ways
Say stop
We’ll hold em back with the magic in our cook pots
Good people all around me, acting kindly, acting wisely
Open your eyes, what do you see?
Those in power are meek in their ways
Say stop
We’ll hold em back with the magic in our cook pots?
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
We believe in warriors and we don’t believe in war
And we’ll arm ourselves and liberty arms stretched out at your door
And we believe in the righteous and the sacred holy stone
In the howl of hallelujah
In the gathering of the bones
If I could fight it, I ride it
I have it all up in this store
It’s not scary, it’s hairy, its very
Uh oh snake skin wearing,
Everything I got. All that magic in my cook pot
I’ll photosynthesize
Meet me all up in the parking lot
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
Can I be a mad giver?
In a land of the forsaken
Can I be a forgiver?
Can I swim up river, keep the air in my lungs
When I hit the dam, I’ll break it and sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
Sing to the ocean
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Magic
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
I see good people all around me, acting kindly, acting wisely
Open your eyes, what do you see?
Those in power are meek in their ways
Say stop
We’ll hold em back with the magic in our cook pots
Good people all around me, acting kindly, acting wisely
Open your eyes, what do you see?
Those in power are meek in their ways
Say stop
We’ll hold em back with the magic in our cook pots?
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gunna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
We believe in warriors and we don’t believe in war
And we’ll arm ourselves and liberty arms stretched out at your door
And we believe in the righteous and the sacred holy stone
In the howl of hallelujah
In the gathering of the bones
If I could fight it, I ride it
I have it all up in this store
It’s not scary, it’s hairy, its very
Uh oh snake skin wearing,
Everything I got. All that magic in my cook pot
I’ll photosynthesize
Meet me all up in the parking lot
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the wickeds of the world?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
What are we gonna do with the smoke and mirrors?
Make magic
Make magic
Make magic
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THANKS FOR THE SKIP BUTTON great add on feature i use it very rarely but uggh not my cup of tea this tune
Interesting. I wouldn't want too much of it. Sounds a tad contrived and that melody is not really much of.
They're rising in Appalachia but the album photo looks lower California.
They're rising in Appalachia but the album photo looks lower California.
Trying hard here, but not so magical for me. Seems contrived and forced in too many places.
Really like this slow groove, bouncy :)
Nice song
gibberish. Sounds like they had fun making the magic, but not my choice
Gave it 3 chances before giving it a 2 and hitting the skip button
Just commenting here, that once again a marvelous set of eclectic, intenresting music from RP. Rising Appalachia is magic, and the set preceding set as wel!
The lyrics for the rap bit are not quite right.
Edit: They're up-to-date with RA's website. I'm just not quite convinced that's what I'm hearing all the way through. I'm hearing it like this (emphasis where different):
Edit: They're up-to-date with RA's website. I'm just not quite convinced that's what I'm hearing all the way through. I'm hearing it like this (emphasis where different):
We believe in warriors and we don’t believe in war
And we’ll arm ourselves and liberty, arms outstretched at your door
And we believe in the righteous and the sacred holy stone
In the howl of hallelujah
In the gathering of the bones
If I could fight it, I ride it
I have it all up in this corner
It’s not scary, it’s hairy, I'm very
Uh oh snake (??),
Everything I got. All that magic in my cook pot
I’ll photosynthesize
And meet me all up in the parking lot
And we’ll arm ourselves and liberty, arms outstretched at your door
And we believe in the righteous and the sacred holy stone
In the howl of hallelujah
In the gathering of the bones
If I could fight it, I ride it
I have it all up in this corner
It’s not scary, it’s hairy, I'm very
Uh oh snake (??),
Everything I got. All that magic in my cook pot
I’ll photosynthesize
And meet me all up in the parking lot
joko63808 wrote:
same here gave it a 8
Appalachian rap / folk. Like it.
same here gave it a 8
Appalachian rap / folk. Like it.