Kathy Moser: Music

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I found the world of natural building when the war was just starting and Bush was president and I realized that I couldn't spend the next 4-8 years being angry and against something.  What I love about natural building is that the amazing people who do it, some of the brightest, most educated, deepest, silliest and joyful folks I've ever known, anyway, those people skipped resistance and went directly to transformation.  They were literally building the world they wanted to live in.

 

All due respect to people who held the line, but after a few large scale World Bank and WTO protests I knew my role was elsewhere.

 

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Straw, Clay, Wood and Stone

Key of A   BPM = 124

Form – V – P/C – C – V – P/C – C – B – V – V - C

 

Verse 1

The bird builds its nest high up in a tree

It’s beautiful, simple and strong

The bird builds a nest that fits right in

Like the harmony part to a song

 

Pre-chorus

I want a home like that, simple and true

I want a home like that for me and you

 

Chorus

So let it shine on everyone,

we’ll heat our homes with light from the sun

let it shine, everybody come on home

we’ll build from straw clay wood and stone

 

Verse 2

The bee builds its hive in heart of a tree

An apartment house so sweet

The bee builds a hive that’s beautiful to see

A home that’s good enough to eat

 

P-C

Chorus

 

Bridge

Now there’s a mansion on the hill built almost every day

I would not want to build my house that way

The ransom on that mansion will never go away

They’ll have to pay and pay and pay and pay and pay

 

Verse 3

Now I’m not here to suggest we go back and live in caves

But why do we build these houses that turn us into slaves

When all we really need is to be warm safe and dry

Tucked into the earth with a good view of the sky

 

Verse 4

I’m gonna build a house that lies light on the land

That the birds and the bees can both understand

I want to build a house that sets me free

I don’t want to work for my house, I want my house to work for me  Chorus