gary ruschman | biggest sky

Biggest Sky

Release late 2019

Wild

I was tired
Tired of being alone
Frightened to pick up my
Phone line
I was cryin'


Scared
Scared of my feelings inside
Trying to make up my mind
Since you
Came in view


Wild: Thrilled just to be here with you
Dying to tell you the truth,
that I love your smile.


High: Can’t understand what it means
Hoping it's more than it seems
That you feel it too


Now I'm styled
Walking with you at my side
Knowing there's no need to hide
From this, your kiss


Now, now it’s so easy to see
Easy to see how you matter,
How you’re so able to flatter
It’s how much you matter to me.


How you thrill me, Always will be
Yours
forever together


Wild: Thrilled just to be here with you
Now I can tell you the truth,
that I love your smile.
High: I’ve never felt so alive
I never knew I could fly
Make me feel free as a child
Oh, babe: you drive me Wild



Featuring Katherine Castille (Voice), Cara Wilson (Violin)

©2018 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

Biggest Sky

Two birds, High Flying West
Underneath the crescent of the moon
High above the jack pines, they do their best
Down here, we're naturally immune


A momentary flash of recognition
A choice to stay smart without the scars
Observing in yourself your inclinations
Your tiny place on earth, beneath the stars


Magic in the snow, and it’s still April
But we’re so far North that no one seems to see
The biggest sky, so often one you’ve missed before
Missed your chance for sweet recovery


A momentary flash of recognition
A chance to stay smart without the scars
Remembering at once your obligations to
Your tiny place on earth, beneath the stars


A momentary flash of recognition
A choice to stay alive while you’re at sea
Considering it might be hallucination,
this distance you have traveled, or reality



Featuring Julie Thoreen (Voice), Andrew Thoreen(Voice), Cara Wilson (Violin), Tommy Doggett (Sax)

©2018 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

Bright Morning Star

Bright Morning Star a Rising
Bright Morning Star a Rising
Bright Morning Star a Rising
Day is a-breaking in my soul

Oh where are our dear fathers?
Oh where are our dear fathers?
They are down in the valley a-praying.
Day is a breaking in my soul.

Oh where are our dear mothers?
Oh where are our dear mothers?
They are up in the mountain a-shouting.
Day is a breaking in my soul.

Oh where are our sisters and brothers?
Oh where are our sisters and brothers?
They have all gone on before us.
Day is a breaking in my soul.

(featuring John Richardson, bass guitar and backing vocals)

All Are Welcome Here

When troubles come, a setting sun
You are welcome here.
You're going numb, feel overcome
You are welcome here.


If you're alone, can’t find a home
You are welcome here.
Your bird has flown, you’ve been disowned
You are welcome here.


Can’t find a friend, or feel condemned
You are welcome here.
You will be heard, so rest assured
You are welcome here.


Feel our pains together
Celebrate together
Live our lives together
All are welcome here.



Featuring Katherine Castille (Voice), Cara Wilson (Violin), Tommy Doggett (Sax)

©2017 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

Desire

She has never traveled down this road
But believes that she’s got it right
She only needs a trigger to take flight
Her only way to go with her desire


He doesn’t have control
His world (his world) is just this night
Only needs one opportunity to take his bite
He thinks that he is owed by this desire


She knows she'd be disowned
Wants the rules to not apply 
She has got to find a way to have a try
It’s the only thing she knows from her desire
 

The need comes quick and keen 
And they claim they’ve lost themselves
They’re not the ones to blame


They have nowhere left to turn
They want so much to burn 
The only way for them is to explode 
Let go into the fire of their desire

©2018 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

DipsyDoodle

Twisted around, baby you’re mesmerizing
Upside down, I’m overanalyzing
Mystifying, when you get right down to it.
Topsy turvy, I don’t know how you do it.
Popsy pearly, help me, so I don’t blow it.


State of confusion, now you’ve gone right down to it.
Got me dizzy, and I can’t help but show it.
Fire crackly, y’got me and don’t you know it.


You’re just a dipsydoodle, all my balance is thrown.
This kind of love is brutal, your eyes won’t leave me alone.


Mind is a jumble, I’m going under.
Now I’m in trouble, you’re bringing the thunder.
I want you, I need you. Got to got to have you.
Featuring Julie Thoreen (Voice), Andrew Thoreen(Trombone), Tommy Doggett (Sax) @2018 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

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Someone Gave Me Kindness

Someone gave me kindness;
Someone gave me kindness
Cancelled out my shyness
Someone gave me kindness
Now that I am strong,
It’s time to pass along
My finest

Someone helped me wake up;
Someone helped me wake up
Helped me after break up
Someone helped me wake up
Now that I can see,
It’s down to you and me
To take up…

The blooming of our hearts
Connecting us to life
The reason we were born
To open up our eyes
The thankfulness we know
That we’ve been helped to stand
To find our peace together, hand in hand.

Someone gave us kindness;
Someone gave us kindness
Cancelled out our blindness
Someone gave us kindness
Now that we are strong,
It’s time to pass along
Our finest…

@2019 Gary Ruschman (ASCAP)

Hard Times Come Again No More

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
while we all sup sorrow with the poor
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh, hard times come again no more.

Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin
door;
Oh, hard times come again no more.


There's a pale sorrow maiden who toils her life away,
with a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times come again no more.


Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave;
Oh, hard times come again no more.

Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
Oh, hard times come again no more.

Featuring Cara Wilson (Fiddle) Public Domain-Stephen Foster, first published 1854

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