http://www.perrydevine.com Songs From The Heart Of The Universe Fri, 26 Mar 2010 05:28:30 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9 en hourly 1 The music of songwriter, Perry Devine. Songs of hope, optimism, love and joy. Perry Devine clean Perry Devine perry@perrydevine.com perry@perrydevine.com (Perry Devine) 2010 Perry Devine Songs From The Heart Of The Universe Perry Devine, songwriter, music http://www.perrydevine.com/images/AllHandsOnDeck144.jpg http://www.perrydevine.com/category/podcast/ http://www.perrydevine.com/2010/02/its-time-for-all-hands-on-deck/ http://www.perrydevine.com/2010/02/its-time-for-all-hands-on-deck/#comments Wed, 03 Feb 2010 23:42:05 +0000 perry http://www.perrydevine.com/?p=169 Now that “All Hands On Deck” has been officially released, I want to get it out into the world as soon as possible. The title song and the entire EP is a call to action for all of us to put aside our differences and come together to help solve the many problems that confront us these days. It’s time for all hands on deck.
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]]> http://www.perrydevine.com/2010/02/its-time-for-all-hands-on-deck/feed/ 0 music, Perry Devine, songwriter All Hands On Deck All Hands On Deck Copyright 2009 Perry Devine It seems we’ve been fighting a very long time, The battle lines ebb and flow. The pendulum swings and is pulled back again, ‘Til anger is all that we know. There’s a big wave on the horizon, The last ship; set to sail. Just one more chance for survival, Together we prosper or fail. All hands on deck, every man, woman, child! The skies are foreboding, and the water is wild! Huge waves are breaking, up over the bow! We must keep her floating somehow! Out on the ocean, storms all around, Winds blowin’ every which way. The Captain, he knows, which way to go, But everyone must earn their pay. All hands on deck, every man, woman, child! The skies are foreboding, and the water is wild! Huge waves are breaking, up over the bow! We must keep her floating somehow! The Captain he dreams of a whole in the clouds, Brilliant light coming down from above. The shrieking of gulls, the cry of Land Ho! An olive branch brought by a dove. In the morning he wakes, but there is no dawn, So weary, he could just stay in bed. But his dream of salvation, it gives him hope, So he steps out and lifts up his head. Cryin’… All hands on deck, every man, woman, child! The skies are foreboding, and the water is wild! Huge waves are breaking, up over the bow! We must keep her floating somehow! Perry Devine clean 4:37