Take It All In
by Ric Allendorf
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Wounds that bled underneath your skin
Connect to a secret you hold deep within,
You were bruised and ignored, left out in the wind
Hope was lifted, then pushed back down again
Chorus:
Rest beside me,
Sleep while I sing
When you arise,
We’ll see what the morning brings
The curtain was closed to the pain in your eyes
You fought for change and asked to be recognized
But you were pushed aside, you were minimized
And when you surrendered, they felt justified
Oh, rest beside me,
Sleep while I sing
Anchor down your wounded heart
We’ll see what the morning brings
Was that an angel we heard
Tapping the window like an old lost soul?
How could she ever get past the double-paned glass
Frozen solid by a three-day snow?
Pull up the blanket, cover your head
Place your worries by the foot of the bed
When the fire dies down, and the sky glows red
We’ll search the horizon for a path to be led
But for now, just rest beside me,
Sleep here while I sing
I may not have the answers, but
We’ll see what the morning brings.
Yeah I’ll search the horizon,
See what the morning brings
Find a light inside the darkness
And we’ll see what the morning brings.
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Take It All In
04:19
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Your eyes opened up like a canyon in front of me
But the trail is blocked by a rockslide of memories
Now I’m cautiously stepping through photos at the edge of my bed
I'm caught-up in a river of tears that were never shed
Chorus:
And I’m still trying to take this all in
I'm still trying to take it all in
When life made a fist and you took it on the chin
You still tried to take it all in
In the nights when I was lost, you were all around
I was waiting for the dust to clear and fall to the ground
I made a home in the mystery and the unrehearsed
And the waves rolled in so warm on the shore of my thirst
Now, I’m still trying to take this all in
Still trying to take it all in
Until the truth of a heart isn’t measured by lose or win
I’m still trying to take it all in
I was stumbling down the road kicking my pain around
Couldn’t feel the sun right before my eyes
When I learned to let go, I found you by my side
The love flowed in, filled the space that I’d been holding for goodbye.
I stopped searching this town for a heart with a better view
When I found a bigger world you made inside of you
Still trying to take this all in
Still trying to take it all in
I'm standing on a road, you showed me where to begin
Showed me how to take it all in
Until the truth of my heart isn’t measured by lose or win
Still trying to take it all…just gotta take it all...
Gotta open my heart and just take it all in.
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Open Book
04:35
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You’re an open book
With some pages torn
Stitched onto a spine so gently worn
And the hands that hold the binding,
That once shuttered closed and shook,
Invite me in like an open book
Chorus:
And I never have to read between the lines
The story’s your's, and your's is mine
Waiting patient on the dusty shelves of time
With all this love to find
Given the choice to look,
Spilling from your heart like an open book
You’re an open book
And when I’ve lost my way
Searching my pages for words to say
You offer up your poetry
With the ease of a single look
And guide me back like an open book
And I never have to read between the lines
The story’s your's and your's is mine
Waiting patient on the dusty shelves of time
With all this love to find
Given the choice to look,
Spilling from our hearts like an open book
In all those years we kept the cover closed,
So fearful of what might be exposed,
I was blindly hoping…
Barely coping…
With these words unspoken
Wanting to be opened, to be opened
(lead break)
We never have to read between the lines
My story’s your's and your's is mine
Until we’re placed up on the dusty shelves of time
With all this love to find,
Given the choice to look,
Spilling from our hearts like an open book,
Spilling from our hearts like an open book
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Changing Tide
03:43
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She was a Wellfleet girl with golden skin
Twisted hair full of salt and wind
Playing under the footbridge as the marsh filled in.
Gathering mermaid purses and razor clam shells
Her face reflected in the ocean swell
She floated my heart like a silent spell.
Chorus:
We were making our way through the changing tide
My eyes full of wonder with her by my side
If I could turn back the morning, I’d surely have tried
We were making our way through the changing tide
We were sixteen years old and we’d walked for hours
Fell asleep on the beach under a meteor shower
And she talked about dreaming of city towers.
September returned like summers before
I packed up my bags, she called me “wash-ashore’”
Then I crossed back over the Sagamore.
Making our way through a changing tide
The sun setting low, and the salt marsh had dried
I can still see her turn without waving goodbye
Making our way through the changing tide.
Now I go back, breathe in,
Warmed by the light of the places we’ve been
She must be more than half-a-world away from here
And all these scallopers gathered like shells in a mound
They’re moored to their barstools by a longing they found
Their kids have all moved to the college towns.
And I’m walking these mudflats, waiting for June
The winter’s destroyed all those barrier dunes
But I’ve shored-up my heart for the next love surge
Hoping for a time and a place where our waters converge.
But my heart has sung this refrain before
The last time she crossed over the Sagamore.
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Little Wren (for Chloe)
04:28
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Little wren under my window
Are listening to me?
You're hiding in the branches,
I see rustle in the leaves
Little wren, I’m sorry
My song is so quiet today
But I lost a little friend
It was her time to drift away
Chorus:
And oh, if I could, I would invite you in
Offer you sunflower seeds from a tin
Oh, I promise, I wouldn’t ask you for anything
I just wanna hear you sing
Little wren, do you remember
When the sky was so clear?
Are you the same little wren
That nested in my flowerbox last year?
You must have seen her by the curtains
Watching you, as still as a stone.
If you see her now above the pine trees,
Can you send her back home?
And oh, you look so busy
Gathering feathers, moss and hay
Come to my window at the end of the day
Oh, I promise, I won’t ask you for anything
I just want to hear you sing…
(instrument break)
Little wren, I'm pretty sure
She would'nt hurt you at all
Her eyes were big
But her paws were very small
When you’d fly up and grab the screen
She would cackle and call
But little wren
She was the sweetest little cat of them all.
And I know if she were here
She would invite you in
Offer you berries, nuts and water from a tin
Oh, I promise, you wouldn’t have to fear anything
She’d just wanna hear you sing
Oh little wren,
Oh little wren.
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Thieves On The Shore
04:31
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Now, the boats drift into harbor, it’s late afternoon
I’m remembering a love song but I’m missing half the tune
‘Cause you are not here with me
And the night is seeping in
Where the currents of my memory
Funnel, flood, acquiesce and spin.
Now, the stars light up like fireflies frozen in your wake
They once circled over tidepools in the footsteps that we’d make
But I’m directionless without you
And the night is getting twirled
Into dizzying abstractions
Of every map, and chart, and compass in the world
Chorus:
Washed away by these thieves on the shore
With every wave, evidence of love fades a little more
Into these thieves on the shore.
Now, I can’t find the reason for the way we let it end
And I’ve questioned all the witnesses who knew us to be friends
But there’s no suspect in your absence,
Though the night is on the run
No confession to premeditated murder
Of every dream under the sun
(repeat chorus)
(instrumental break)
Now, there’s stillness in the harbor, spotlit by the moon
Though you’re gone, you still can change me, erode me like a dune
'Cause I’m no monument to justice,
I’m not trying to right the wrongs
I’m not claiming that I’m innocent
To a night that knows our songs
But there’s a crime that left me hollow,
Can’t you see you played a part
When you sailed off like a pirate
In the chambers of a confiscated heart?
A confiscated heart…
Now, you are not here with me.
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Martha's Awnings
04:22
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On the other side of these bright mornings
Is a light that shines on Martha’s Awnings
Reflects across the sound to Buzzards Bay
The seagulls loot the ferry boats
A humpback sings its ancient notes
Echoes down the coastal waterway
Chorus:
The fishermen pull-up anchor as the day goes by
While the sunset on Menemsha paints the sky
The morning paper hits the lawn and
An old man sits under Martha’s Awnings
As the island faithful scatter through the town
The captain’s quarters in Edgartown,
The gingerbread houses dance all around
Glowing like a sunlit wedding gown
And if I could just be with you for one more day
But the mainland and its matters won’t let me stay
The sailboats and the seafood shack
Come next year, they will all be back
As September slowly draws her awnings down
On the other side of these bright mornings
is a light that shines on Martha’s Awnings
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The Soldier's Armory
05:14
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You gave your heart to a soldier, he wore it out in the rain
Yeah, you gave your heart to a soldier, he wore it out in the rain
And now it’s stuck out there in the muddy old trenches
Drowning in the soldier’s pain.
I wasn't wearing a suit of armor, so you got right inside
No, I had no suit of armor, so you climbed right inside
You lit a fire in all these chamber rooms
Where the soldier used to hide.
And then I rode off to the frontlines, and left your love exposed
Yeah, I rode off to the frontlines and left your love exposed
Under a sea of poisoned arrows, I disappeared
From the life that we’d composed.
This ain’t no rebellion
This ain’t no civil war
When you showed me how
Your heart took a bullet for me
I knew what I was fighting for.
Then, I dreamed we rode white horses across a battlefield
Yeah, I dreamed we rode two snowy white horses across a battlefield
There were no scars from all the bloodshed there
No secrets to conceal.
Then I returned your heart as a soldier, we boarded up the armory
Yeah, I returned your heart as a soldier, and we boarded up the armory
Then we locked up all the ammunition that you found inside of me
Yeah, we locked up all the weapons there and you tossed away the key
Because you gave your heart to a soldier…
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Morning Drive
04:17
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Roll your weary body out of bed
Pull your hair back, that shirt is fine.
I poured your coffee so come down the stairs.
We’ll shake the sleep off when we cross the state line.
Chorus:
'Cause the waking Sun, and you by my side,
Dreaming out a lifetime on this morning drive.
And the warming air makes us feel alive,
Escaping our defenses on this morning drive.
Lay your burdens down outside the door
And the ways we both felt compromised
Spend the day with me, the road, and not much more
Than the orange sun reflected on the driver’s side
Remember the blowing snow on I-95;
How the engine frozen like our lives?
Well, today’s the kind of day we went out looking for
Winter’s over, let’s not apologize.
'Cause the waking sun, and you by my side
Dreaming out a lifetime on this morning drive
And the warming air makes us feel alive
Escaping our defenses on this morning drive.
Let’s stop worrying about the day
It doesn’t matter if we stop or where we’re gonna stay
If you ever feel lost, I’m right here to say
Just keep moving and it will be all okay
‘Cuz the waking Sun is shining in your eyes
You’re the dream of a lifetime on this morning drive,
And the warm air that makes you so alive
Helps me escape my defenses on this morning drive.
Yeah the waking sun, coffee by your side
We'll ride beyond the fences on this morning drive
And the warming air that makes us feel alive
We're gonna roll toward forgiveness on this morning drive
Yeah, morning drive.
Yeah, morning drive.
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about
My debut release containing eight original songs written between 2014 and 2017, and one cover song, Martha's Awnings, written by my friend and music mentor Joe L'Esperance.
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released January 25, 2018
All songs ©2018 Ric Allendorf (ASCAP), except for
"Martha's Awnings" written by Joe L'Esperance (BMI)
Recorded and produced in Middleboro and Marshfield, MA
by Ric Allendorf and Brian Evans
Mastered by Scott Baker of Miximus Maximus, San Antonio, TX
Musicians:
Ric Allendorf: acoustic and electric guitars, vocals, percussion
Jeff Armstrong: drums
Katy Boc: fiddle
Bob Charles: slide dobro, 3/4 guitar and harmony vocal
Brian Evans: bass
Joe L'Esperance: harmony vocal
Raianne Richards: harmony vocal and clarinet
Photography by Ric Allendorf and Economos.com
Graphic Design by Ric Allendorf
All songs ©2018 Ric Allendorf (ASCAP), except for
"Martha's Awnings" written by Joe L'Esperance (BMI)
Recorded and produced in Middleboro and Marshfield, MA
by Ric Allendorf and Brian Evans
Mastered by Scott Baker of Miximus Maximus, San Antonio, TX
Musicians:
Ric Allendorf: acoustic and electric guitars, vocals, percussion
Jeff Armstrong: drums
Katy Boc: fiddle
Bob Charles: slide dobro, 3/4 guitar and harmony vocal
Brian Evans: bass
Joe L'Esperance: harmony vocal
Raianne Richards: harmony vocal and clarinet
Photography by Ric Allendorf and Economos.com
Graphic Design by Ric Allendorf
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Ric Allendorf Middleborough, Massachusetts
As a native New Englander, Ric has spent nearly half his life as an acoustic musician, illustrator, art educator, and
breadsmith.
Music is his tool of navigation, discovery, and anchoring. His guitar is always nearby pulling deeper into the unfamiliar with the steadiness of a mast. Ric gravitates toward unique voicings, percussive frailing, and meticulous fingerpicking patterns.
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