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This is a new version of the title track to the 2008 album, Lifelines. For that album it was recorded live, solo, at the North of Eden Retreat Center. On this new studio rendition, Jer and Jim brought their instrumental magic to it, and I’m so glad that we all three took advantage of this opportunity to create a more relational piece out of it. Because, interestingly enough, this song feels even more relevant to me now than it did when I wrote it in 2007. My inner journey by way of my dreams and Archetypal Dreamwork has led me back into the kind of landscape that is front-and-center in this song. I’m currently doing some deep trauma work, something that would be impossible for me to do without the divine support that I feel not only in my dreams but in my outer life as well, someone there to hear my pleas.

Bob, April 2014

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As I gaze into this mirror
See these lines that mark my face
They are the trenches of my war-zone
My embattled human space
All those nights that I have spent there
Closed my eyes but couldn’t sleep
And though I see now how I craved it
I just couldn’t even weep
And in those desperate darkest hours
With my cheek pressed against the mud
Well I’d have sworn the god of terror
Was about to swill my blood
But when I called out to the night air
When I stumbled to my knees
When I reached out there was someone
Who was there to hear my pleas
I know few things now for certain
Most days the sky it isn’t blue
But I can say that in my life I’ve had a taste
Of I-know-you
And all those existential questions
That shook and rattled in my head
Have mostly fallen onto deaf ears
But I’ve found the cure instead
Cause when I called out to the night air
When I stumbled to my knees
When I reached out there was someone
Who was there and heard my pleas
And so I’m grateful to that night air
Even to the terror I have felt
Cause in those deepest darkest moments
Devil’s grip began to melt
So as I turn back toward the mirror
And to these lines that etch my face
I can see now they’re the lifelines
That have led me to this place…

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from Child Inside Be Heard, released May 6, 2014
Songwriter: Bob Murray

Vocals: Bob Murray
Acoustic guitar: Bob Murray
Keyboard: Jim Goss
Accordion: Jeremiah McLane

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Bob and the Trubadors offer up a fertile brew of original music, folk-based with shades of blues, jazz and world music.

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