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Tell Me A Story

by Elise Massa

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Steve Chab Hi, Elise! Let's collab sometime or get the families together. Shalom!!
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A good man with a good heart went down to the trash yard and found a plant that was discarded to grow Well he took home the withered plants covered in filth and covered in ants and washed it off to replant it and grow Refrain: Grow, grow you're not through yet Grow, grow forget what they said and grow, grow You may be half dead, but you're half alive So let's survive We the little plant didn't take too long its fruit became sweet and its roots became strong and it started to sing a different song and grow So the good man with a good heart went back to the trash yard to find the other plants (the world discarded) and grow (refrain) So maybe you don't dumpster dive you stay real clean, and you stay inside but if you did, what would you find to grow like the good man with the good heart we can do our share, we can do our part and a world that seems to fall apart will grow and we'll sing (refrain)
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a toy maker carved a marionette as a sign of his love, as a sign of regret I’ll teach her to dance, he said with a grin and attached to her feet and her hands 4 strings twisting his fingers and turning his hands he made his beloved marionette dance and when she was ready, he took her to town and the marionette dance for everyone around la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la One afternoon in the market street the marionette heard a song so sweet no pirouettes or grand plies had ever made her feel that way "Oh toy maker," the marionette did say "How I would love to sing one day! Instead of doing a dance, I’d sing a song and everyone could sing along (refrain) "Silly doll," the toy maker replied "you forget that to me you are still tied by your fingers and feet, by those 4 strings I made you to dance; you will not sing." so the marionette continued to dance until one night she took her chance and did a most remarkable thing she took a knife and cut the 4 strings and when it was over, she couldn’t believe she could still move her hands, she could still move her feet and finally free from those 4 strings she opened her mouth and began to sing (refrain) for many years to this day the marionette sings in the market place day and night she sings her songs and everyone sings along (refrain)
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a young boy went to his father and hungry he asked for a meal but the father gave him nothing and sent him instead out to steal saying, “What kind of man do you think I am?” the father said to his son “For I’m hurting the same and you are to blame so I'll teach you to trust no one” the young boy went to his father and asked him for shoes on his feet but the father gave him nothing and sent him to play in the street saying, “What kind of man do you think I am?” the father said to his son “For I’m hurting the same and you are to blame so I’ll teach you to trust no one” so the young boy grew like his father angry and bitter when he died and in heaven when the Lord gave him all he had to offer the young boy coldly declined saying, “What kind of man do you think I am?” to the Lord said his son “For I’m hurting the same and you are to blame I don’t trust you or trust anyone for to You I will do how I’ve been done”
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I once met an old man who was old, wrinkled and grey If I had let my eyes decide, I would have walked away His stories were of adventure, and mystery and love And his crows feet grew from praying to the sky and Son above the whiskey on his breath keeps him sober through the day if I had let my eyes decide, I'd have had too much to say I once met a woman with stains on all her clothes, If I had let my eyes decide, I would have gone back home She told me of the tears that have soaked her tattered skirt, Her child is at school, and comes home to sleep in dirt The coins that line her pockets feed the lining in her stomach If I had let my eyes decide, I'd have thought quite little of it I once met a gentle man with colors on his arm If I had let my eyes decide, I'd have thought he meant me harm He told me that his pictures were the still frames of his life That gave him strength and character for his future, Christian wife His hope is just to love the ones the world chose to ignore If I had let my eyes decide, I would have wanted more I once met a girl with a sweater for each season If I had let my eyes decide, I'd have not asked for a reason She told me that each sweater hides the scars on both her wrists And her entourage of friends conceals the only one she'll miss The pills will not stay down because she’s not sure where she’ll go If I had let my eyes decide, I never would have known I meet so many people but we never truly meet I pass my judgment as I pass them on the street I'd never ask them questions, I'd simply just assume That the way the look today is who they were straight from the womb If I had let my eyes decide, how would I see within How can I find the heart of man, if all I see is skin
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I have walked through the valley of the shadow I have walked the trail of tears But his love and goodness soon will follow so death I will not fear He’ll come again He’ll come again He’ll come and take me home And until my Savior comes again A stranger will I roam I’ve been offered silver, I’ve been offered gold I’ve been offered fortune and fame but I hold no value in these earthly goods for in rust they will pass away when he comes again he will come again he’ll come and take me home and until my savior comes again a stranger will I roam I have lived in plenty with the rich young man I have lived on the widow’s sacrifice I have found the secret to being content in the peace of Jesus Christ He’ll come again He’ll come again He’ll come and take me home And until my Savior comes again A stranger will I roam
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released April 17, 2010

Elise Hindmarsh: main vocals, background vocals, guitar
Dylan Rooke: accordian, background vocals
Denman Rooke: mandolin, background vocals
Peter Chace: audio engineering

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Elise Massa Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Elise Massa is a singer-songwriter and director of music & worship arts in Pittsburgh, PA.

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