One of my “wilder” folk-rock songs from that time with no particular story to it, I’m afraid…
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Paris, July '89
Written in Paris in 1989, but never recorded until many years later for the album “Turn Around.”
MP3Although we were living in Switzerland at that time, this song wasn't particularly about Switzerland, but also based on experiences we had made in Germany, and how in general, society was pretty screwed up. It's a subject I'm still not through with, although I usually find different ways to put it these days...
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I had always been intrigued by that Scripture about the veil...
MP3Our trips into the East Bloc countries were financed by busking trips to Switzerland. Switzerland is a beautiful country, but the people there can be a little tough sometimes. This song describes some of my impressions of trying to bring my message to the Swiss people in the restaurants we were playing in during that time...
MP3 LyricsAfter having tried our hand at promoting our radio show "Musica con Vida" throughout the south of Argentina (through which I had gotten to know my wife, who was now working on the same team as I was), it was soon time for changes again, and this time we wanted to pioneer Eastern Europe (that was before the wall came down!). One of our first stops was Budapest, where we sang for the East German hippies in the park.
We were living in a trailer, and there on the campground in Budapest this song came to me, about what happens when you let Jesus into your life!
MP3Based on the same lick and tuning as "You," basically. I had started writing this tune years earlier, when I was maybe 16, but only got it done a few years later, probably by the time I was back in Europe, where we were trying to turn the East Bloc right-side up for Jesus...
Again, the theme is freedom. Perhaps a concept we'll never really fully grasp until the events of which the song tells will have come to pass...
MP3 (newer version)...was actually first written in Spanish, and only much later, in Europe, translated into English. By the time I wrote it i was living in a large commune of mostly young people in the Congreso district of Buenos Aires, where I was having the time of my life, and where I also met my future wife.
We were witnessing up a storm there, and had meetings, house churches and parties every week, and lots of people decided to follow Jesus. It was a special time, and you really felt privileged, like an Ambassador for Jesus, our "Space King" (an idea based on a pamphlet comparing Jesus to a Space Prince Who came to earth) helping others to find their way to that great heavenly Country as well...

Written in a hotel room in Argentina, around 1982, at a pretty low point in my life (having just been kicked out of the band I was playing in, called "Silver Lining") when I needed the comfort of The Comforter. Back then I hardly knew what I was talking about... "Anthems sweet, prophecies..." Only many years later I would experience the privilege of being able to avail myself of the gift of prophecy and really hearing the Lord's voice when I wouldn't know what to do. But it was well worth the wait.