Local Gold , West Coast Songwriters

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1.
Blackbird – by Maria Mandrussow Blackbird spinning in the wind Tell me what went wrong Tell me what went right I sit here, watching as you fly You don't have to climb Trade your wings for my eyes Tell me, after all that you have seen With your unclipped velvet wings What land do you call home And does the lone moon make you cry Or do you watch it as you fly And fill your heart with song Blackbird, I don't mean to pry But there's no pain in your eyes And it makes me want to know If my voice had wings of its own Would you carry it when you go And teach me how to fly
2.
Fly By Bobby Jo Valentine This is my room and it's robins' egg blue and it's got a few cracks in the ceiling This is my street where the minute men meet and that says that I'll never be leaving I'm 10 years old but I know how to smoke and the drinks are to cure the bad feelings This is my home and the sticks and the stones are made up of the darkest of things But in my dreams I can fly and I soar and my feet touch the sky and it seems I can go anywhere if I try and the world's not so dark when the clouds make it white If there is no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly Here come the tears and I cover my ears and I swear I can hear my own heart beat When they stop fighting and turn out the lights I pretend that I'm already sleeping After the violence alone in the silence just me and the secret I'm keeping My dad tells me I'm not worth anything and I've almost admitted defeat But in my dreams I can fly and I soar and my feet touch the sky and it seems I can go anywhere if I try and the world's not so dark when the clouds make it white, If there is no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly , in my dreams I can fly This is my room and it's robins' egg blue and it's got a few cracks in the ceiling This is my home and the sticks and the stones are made up of the darkest of things After the violence alone in the silence just me and the secret I'm keeping My dad tells me I'm not worth anything and I've almost admitted it but In my dreams I can fly and I soar and my feet touch the sky and it seems I can go anywhere if I try and the world's not so dark when the clouds make it white If there's no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly and my feet touch the sky and it seems I can go anywhere if I try and the world's not so dark when the clouds make it white If there's no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly If there is no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly If there is no hope tell me why in my dreams I can fly
3.
Here We Go Again by Justin Wells I feel you coming on I wonder what you’ll look like this time Before I ever meet you, I invite you home Where I take the couch, and you take my mind It breaks my heart when you go It breaks my heart when you come back home Here we go again So why do you wear the disguise? The elaborate wig, the unique pair of eyes Because I always know which one is you Nobody else makes time slow down quite like you do I am so happy when you go I am so happy when you come back home Here we go again So now you’re here. We both know the drill You pour the glass. I swallow the pill We get all dressed up, and you call a cab And then we go dancing, across that minefield again It kills me when you go It kills me when you come back home Here we go again
4.
Just Like Me By Brett Fenex I am a cloud coming out of the blue You are the sun in the sky I feel the warmth when I'm closer to you I see the light in your eyes Anyone could see You could be just like me I've been a wandering for many a mile Making my way back to you Don't need a preacher to walk down the aisle Just let me know love is true Anyone could see You could be just like me Trying to laugh Like a rudderless raft On the rising sea Just like me You moved a mountain and parted the sea I drank an ocean of tears I begged the wind to return you to me Ran till the trail disappeared I have been wandering for many a mile And left a long trail of tears So many faces and barely a smile I wish that people could all get along This is a good time to start Here by your side is where I belong I feel the love in your heart ©2008 Brett Fenex
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This lonely life is a river .... dammed I’m not going where I wanted to I dream at night I’m another man And I’m walking hand in hand with you I know the past is gone away And I know we weren’t meant to stay on Dream Avenue I see the photographs that we made And I know that they’re supposed to fade And how I want them to But let me let you know my plan I’ll do everything I can And only hope you’ll understand Why I’ll do everything I can Not to see you again This lonely life is a river .... dammed I’m not going where I wanted to I dream at night I’m another man And I’m walking hand in hand with you
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Unsilt (you have to choose) Words and music Davin Bogan – Copyright 2011 when you take as long as you often do people move on, you’ve forced them to choose. if you wait until the end of the night, you’ve missed the whole crowd, there’s no more surprise now I know what you’re bound to say : “in my own time, is my way” I hate to break the news, regrettably, you have to choose. when you speak the words, that you often have, some people take heed, the best that they can. you suck it up, keep your chin down seek out a smile and reach for the crowd. now I know what you’re bound to say : “in my own time, is my way” I hate to break the news, regrettably, you have to choose. that’s just salting up a wound can’t we keep it right here, in this groove when you make the point, that you often do people believe, what you want them to so you prop it up, gritting your teeth ruminate hard, revising your speech now I know what you’re bound to say : “in my own time, is my way” I hate to break the news, regrettably, you have to choose.
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 Searching , Sometimes I see face in the crowd gives me a notion,   Don’t know how or why it stirs up so much emotion And why the laughter of a child one minute makes me smile and then in the next , brings a tear to my eyes…... I’ve been searching for those missing pieces I’ve been looking for those things I can’t find  and this pain I feel   I hope to soon be releasing , when I find you,  my long lost piece of mine                                     I’ve been searching high and low I’ve been quietly waiting for you I’ve been afraid of what I might find  I’ve been hiding my Feelings yes it’s true ,   There is a little tear in my heart all the doctors say ain't nothing wrong I’s a heartache that's been with me far too long I’ve been searching for those missing pieces   I’ve been looking for those things I can’t find   and this pain I feel I hope to soon be releasing , when I find you,  when I find you,   when I find you  my long lost piece of mine      
8.
The Struggle Words and music by Lauren Coberly You know things ain’t right And we know how hard we’ve tried Maybe it’s time we say what we know Gave it our best but it’s time to accept that it’s over You ask for one more chance Because you’ll change in this circumstance But we can’t change the essence of us History reveals though we try it’s too tough, but you keep asking My heart says yes, but my head says no I sit here struggling with which way to go I want to believe but it’s hard for me To see how things are going to change Well, I’ve thought how I’ll miss you It’s unclear how I’m going to do I’ve built my worth and world around you I feel so weak yet so strong, but just mainly confused My heart says yes, but my head says no I sit here struggling with which way to go I want to believe but it’s hard for me To see how things are going to change Who knows what time could do Who knows what we’ll each go through I’m scared of fate which we can’t control But we’ve got to let go My heart says yes, but my head says no I sit here struggling with which way to go I want to believe but it’s hard for me To see how things are going to change I want to believe but it’s clear to see Things just aren’t going to change
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Hey Hey By Claudia Russell Summers almost over and the leaves are turning grey A sign out on the drive in says “We’re closed until next May” I wish that I could hold my breath and hang on to this day The geese are flying over head, guess we’re all on our way Hey Hey.. My 90 year old neighbor’s outside digging in the dirt Planting bulbs like tiny diamonds deep down in the earth Who knows if we’ll be here next year to see her hand work But just to make the effort baby, therein lies the worth Hey Hey….. This world can spin as fast as an old 45 going 78 Don’t worry about the words, just hang on to your hat Grab your dancing shoes and don’t look back This world can spin so fast, the unexpected lands in your lap It might be a forehead slap, or it just might make you grin So gather up your courage and let it in. The silver dollar moon is filling up the Autumn sky I’m laying on the picnic table, thinking about goodbyes Stars aren’t even coming out, but I know they’re allright Cause faith and hope they carry me when things aren’t in plain sight Hey, Hey….Hey, hey, hey…
10.
Spaces - by Maria Mandrussow Summer time Makes everything Better Or does it just Cover the pain With the weather And I don't want to change A thing here From the tethered green shades To the chipped mirrors Cuz theres so many memories in this place Every old feelin' in its space And I could tare down the walls and build it again But I don't have the money And I'd miss the dents Watching the skies With wandering eyes On the rooftop We try to sleep But its slanted and weak And we'd fall off This roof wasn't made For gazers But it helped me define What I'm made of And theres so many memories in this place Every old feeling in its space And I could tare down the walls and build it again But I don't have the money And I'd miss the dents There’s a picture of us Covered in dust On the mantle We're skinny and tan With more sand in our hands Than we can handle And the sun bleached porch Is sinkin' in But I've never found the courage To repaint it-again Cuz theres so many memories in this place Every old feeling in its space And I could tare down the walls and build it again But I don't have the money And I'd miss the dents
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Sleeping with Clowns By Christopher Smith Shes not home in the evening, I know where she goes She's Cruising the big top, dolled up in up in her baggy clothes She plasters on makeup, sips pink lemonade as she shamelessly flirts, with the whole damn parade By their lily white hands, she takes them to bed she ruffles their ruffles, and kisses their bald shiny heads they drop their suspenders, quick as counting to three she's sleeping with clowns, and she won't sleep with me So paint me one big frown I'm sleeping alone she's sleeping with clowns I've done everything, that a man should not do Put on the red nose, laced up the gigantic shoes she tells me she's sorry, she likes me ok says I'm not unattractive, just not funny that way When she lets her orange hair down, it's never for me It's always for clowns She's done Binky and Blinky, and Cupcake and Pickels in a red fire engine, with Dinky and Dimples She's hooked up with Buttercup, Jingles and Jiffy Wavy Gravy 10 times cause she's stuck in the 60s So I packed up my trunk, I ain't sticking around Gave my wigs to the Goodwill, shipped my weeny dog off to the pound Farewell old jalopy, I'm through driving you now that all my dreams have backfired too Cause I'm done doing this circus town She's not doing me, she only does clowns it kills me to see she's sleeping with clowns
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“Dreams” Music and Lyrics by Robert Louis Crane there is an early morning dew I start the coffee off to brew  and as the night turns into day that sunlight slips in through the shade  I start my day with you   I had a dream about you last night I held you close in the candle light You whispered softly in my ear and as I held you near I kissed your neck and then you sighed what I was wishing for was someone to love me like you do now I don’t have to wonder you've made my dreams come true   I hold you in my arms each night I’m loving you with all my might I’ve told you many time it’s true  since I found you all my dreams have come true what I was wishing for was someone to love me like you do  now I don’t Have to wonder , You've made my dreams come true  You've made my dreams come true  Hmmm       Hmmm        Hmmmm Hmmm      Hmmm   Guitar ends
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Worth It in the End by Justin Wells Like peeling an orange Or taking a cold, cold swim She’s always worth it in the end Like rising before dawn Like homemade bread She’s always worth it in the end Like icy water, a breathless swim Your skin tingling in the end Oh my baby She’s always worth it in the end Like sitting down and writing To a long-lost friend With paper and a pen Like changing the oil Like a garden that you tend Don’t throw away what you can mend Like getting off the interstate And taking the road with all the bends Oh my baby She’s always worth it in the end Like icy water, a breathless swim Your skin tingling in the end Oh my baby Oh my baby My pretty pretty baby She’s always worth it in the end
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SHE’S WORTH THE WAIT I was sittin’ out front in my beat up truck Waitin’ on her to hurry up She was runnin’ late She was two pair o’ jeans and three dresses in Couldn’t decide what to meet me in For our first date Fingers tappin’ on the steerin’ wheel Thinkin’ bout her’ll make time stand still She’s got the stars in her eyes sunshine in her smile And even though it might take awhile She’s worth the wait She’s makes my heart skip a beat when she looks at me We were made for each other Oh it’s plain to see She’s worth the wait She’s worth the wait I was standin’ up front of that small town church Wonderin’ what was keeping her We were runnin’ late She was two pair o’ shoes and three hair-do’s in Couldn’t decide what to meet me in For our wedding day Words can’t explain the way I feel Thinkin’ bout her’ll make time stand still She’s got the stars in her eyes sunshine in her smile And even though it might take awhile She’s worth the wait She’s makes my heart skip a beat when she looks at me We were made for each other Oh it’s plain to see She’s worth the wait A few years later and I’m pacin’ the floor In the waiting room of the maternity ward Eighteen hours and ten minutes in I couldn’t wait for her life to begin She’s got the stars in her eyes sunshine in her smile And even though it took awhile She’s worth the wait She made my heart skip a beat when she looked up at me We were made for each other Oh it’s plain to see She’s worth the wait She’s got the stars in her eyes sunshine in her smile And even though it might take awhile She’s worth the wait She’s makes my heart skip a beat when she looks at me We were made for each other Oh it’s plain to see She’s worth the wait She’s worth the wait She’s worth the wait Words and Music by John-Michael Miller ©2011
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You and Me and The Devil In Between by David Luning I was reaching out for you, you were reaching out for me but only rarely would we ever hold hands there would be nights when we'd drink liquor and make our way to bed most mornings we'd awaken and regret the things that we had said Well the flowers in the vase are all dead and brown and dancing in the hallway is just a memory for us now , Oh Oh Because there's you and me and the devil in between yes there's a devil in between you and me and it's plain to see darling , we can never be there's a devil in between you and me, you and me You wrote me letter once, explaining how you felt Well it burned my eyes and it burned my throat cause it was the truth that I read and I told I still loved you and you turned me and with a tear you simply said I know Oh well the flowers in the vase are all dead and brown and dancing in the hallway is just a memory for us now , oh oh Because there's you and me and the devil in between yes there's a devil in between you and me and it's plain to see darling we can never be there's a devil in between you and me , you and me Oh oh oh, Oh oh, oh oh , Oh oh , Oh oh Oh oh oh, Oh oh, Oh oh , Oh oh , Oh oh We try and try we push and pull Nothing we could say could make this devil fade away We try and try we push and pull Nothing we could say could make this devil fade away Well the flowers in the vase are all dead and brown and dancing in the hallway is just a memory for us now , oh oh Because there's you and me and the devil in between yes there's a devil in between you and me you and me

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This album is called "Local Gold" and is a collection of local artist members of the WestCoastSongwriters. Theywere chosen because they won Best Song and or Best Performance at one of our monthly events in our San Rafael CA Venue The Belrose Theatre in 2011. This album is called "Local Gold" and when you hear these singer songwriters you'll know why we loved "mining it"
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Thanks for supporting your local talent !

West Coast Songwriters is a 501(c)3 nonprofit educational organization

Founded in 1979, WCS has grown into one of the most active music associations in the USA, offering more than 20 events per month. Whether your goal is personal expression or to make a living in the music industry, knowing how to write, or recognize a well crafted song is key to your success.

At WCS, members establish important relationships, both professionally and personally, that enhance and accelerate their development. Music ceases to be a solitary pursuit and becomes a shared endeavor through the focus, feedback, collaboration, contacts/networking and support that WCS provides.

MISSION STATEMENT:

To Foster Creativity, Build Community and Provide Opportunity for Music

Career Development through Education and Connection.

•Ian Crombie, Executive Director

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released October 13, 2011

Produced by Robert L Crane & Mary E Jennings

It takes a village to produce an album. Special thanks to our many townsfolk without whom this album would not be possible.

Special thanks to James Heyser (Smilin James) owner of Lighthouse Recording Studio in San Anselmo who is our WCS San Rafael Studio Sponsor. He donated countless hours of studio time to help our Best Song and Best Performance Artists get their music recorded and mastered on this album title "Local Gold".

Marin County had no WCS venue since the Sweetwater in Mill Valley closed several years ago. Thank you Margie Belrose for hosting us in your beautiful historic Belrose Theatre,

We appreciate all that Kevin Petersen President of Noisyplanet.net does by awarding all the artists who win Best Song and Best Performance each month with a premium artist package to promote their music on Noisyplanet.net.

Of Course, there is no album without you, all of the talented singer songwriters who create and perform your songs on our stages each month. We love listening to your stories.

A special thanks to Ian Crombie of West Coast Songwriters and the board as well as all of other WCS Managers whom have helped to mentor me in my first year as the San Rafael Chapter Manager. A big thanks to the many judges who volunteer their time to come to our venues to provide support and creative input to our artists . We also appreciate the many Song screeners, sponsors and venues in the organization for providing such a wide variety of opportunities for the artist members. We appreciate the efforts of the many other unsung volunteers and supporters that make WCS the great organization it has become for assisting us with the "Local Gold " album project

The artist provides the music , WCS the stage and lighting and it is all framed and captured by the beautiful photographs of Mary E. Jennings Photography. We appreciate the many hours she puts into capturing the artists performing in her photos and donating them to our project.

Special Thanks to my wife and co-producer Mary E Jennings for her critical ear and great eye for details.

We have really enjoyed producing "Local Gold" our first album, and we are humbled by all the support we have received form such a talented group of people. Thanks to all for participating in this incredible project.

Robert Louis Crane and Mary E Jennings
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