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I, America: Demos FULL LENGTH ALBUM out on 2​/​15​/​2017!

by Erica Corbo

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1.
Central PA 02:58
Pack up the car Prepare to drive far We are northwestern bound Through coal mountain towns Stay up all night When there's no moonlight And see the galaxies Unfolding for thee Set up the scope We can only hope There are no clouds tonight Just galactic light A shooting star There will be much more Here is the joyful dark Pennsylvania Park Jupiter's moons The Pleiades swoon Here in the joyful dark Pennsylvania Park Andromeda Cassiopeia Here runs the Milky Way In Central PA
2.
Twenty miles – Here we go! We are on the open road We are going, we are going, to Kinzua Where the great bridge once had stood Now a pile of iron and wood We are going, we are going, to Kinzua Fallen trees cover the ground A tornado knocked them down In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua The eighth wonder of the world Tumbled in a windy whirl In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua Here we go! Here we go! Here we go, go, go! Through endless mountains we wander Such sights we will behold On the road! On the road! On the open road! Beware the Nittany Lions Black bears, bobcats, and toads In just ninety-four work days Forty men the bridge did raise In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua They built Tracks Across the Sky Three hundred and one feet high In the valley, in the valley, of Kinzua Through the Pennsylvania Wilds This great track had run for miles ‘Cross the valley, ‘cross the valley of Kinzua ‘Neath the arches, I was told A bank robber hid his gold In the valley, in the valley of Kinzua Here we go! Here we go! Here we go, go, go! Through endless mountains we wander Such sights we will behold On the road! On the road! On the open road! Beware the Nittany Lions Black bears, bobcats, and toads
3.
Thank you for our mountains, their peaks so tall and fair Thank you for our prairies, their dusty golden air Thank you for our waters, the rivers, lakes and streams Thank you for our smoothing sands and for the deep blue sea Thank you for our forests, the maples pines and more Oaks and birches tower above the mossy floor Thank you for our tundras, those lichens clinging long The rain, the snow, the lightning bolts, that shine from heav'n above Thank you for our cities, those points of metal gleam Thank you for our railroads; electric, diesel, steam Thank you for our airplanes; those grand jetliners soar The thinking, dreaming, weighing mind; creating ever more Thank you for our bounty: our veggies and our meats All the living creatures; our friends and noble feast Thank you for our laughter, our tears and furrowed brows Thank you for the strength to love, the courage to know how
4.
Cloud 9 02:58
Sunbeams are filling the sky It’s got me wondering why My days are so blue When you would be true To me, We could be on Cloud 9 You look at me, and you say ‘I’ll love you through all my days’ I know that it’s true But I’d rather be blue My love for you I can proclaim You are frustrated and sad Only when we touch are you glad But that’s not my style I wish that you’d smile And tell me it isn’t so bad That’s not your job, this I know But I wish your mean words would go I know that you’re sad But it’s all not that bad And you are the star of your show Our love flows even and calm It’s not like passion, so strong This could be healthy Are we meant to be Happy ever after all
5.
So What 04:28
I went to ask the preacher man about the universal hand and did God really rule the land footprints in the sand The preacher man just looked at me said it was he who was holy closer to God by far than me pray eternally "Go to the poorbox, there it is now you must put your dollar in if you love God then you must be willing to give him your money" I knew not then just what to think the preacher had me on the brink the sunlight streaming through the window looked like a halo Merciful cloud moved into place the light went from the preacher's face facade appropriately darkened I knew I must harken To all the voices in my head filling my heart with anxious dread I could not heed the preacher's message God did not send it Set my eyes straight and turned to go walked past the preacher, out the door the dollar burning in my pocket fighting off tears, I kept a-walking I came upon a shady grove laid down my bones, looked up above the sunlight streaming through the pine boughs looked like a halo
6.
I am riding my bike I will do what I like I am going nowhere I will climb the glass stair If I drop my burden I will be a-hurtin’ For that stair will crumble In a mighty rumble I, I, I! Me, Me, Me! I can sing Do Re Mi I must be entitled Come to my recital I will sign a contract Then I will be paid back For this heavy burden Boy, am I a-hurtin’ Persistent integration of what he gives to you Just swallow what is given, or else define the food No one can take this from me, and put it on the shelf I must walk the valley. There is nobody else. I am riding my bike I will do what I like I am going nowhere! Why does nobody care? Someone must repay me For the weight I carry! So I walk my glass stair Stamp my feet without a care Any way the wind blows You can see through my holes Fame, it blows my hair back I am on the fast track Oh! Dear me! You haven’t heard? Crystal steps I do deserve I proceed hastily So no one can catch me When I lay down to sleep All my fears, they grow deep With no one to impress, My life seems a strange mess The stair grows slippery Won’t somebody help me Try on my fancy dress To escape this duress Consistent degradation of what was once held true Just swallow what is given, or else define the food Examine my denial of that beyond myself I will stand my trial. There is nobody else I am riding my bike I will do what I like I am going nowhere! Why does nobody care? Someone must repay me For the weight I carry! I’ve broken my glass stair Stamped my feet without a care
7.

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Born on the outskirts of her Earthly metropolis, Philadelphia, Captain E. Corbo 022487, is a human being who exists in no time. Being timeless, she is free to skip lightly between the stepping-stones of eras, across the stream of liquid space. Navigating through the waters in her time machine, Berta, Capt. Corbo lovingly collects innumerable snippets of myriad realities. Aided by her trusty co-pilot: Pietra Piano, her adept maintenance woman: Flora Flute, and her temperamental alter ego: Viva Voice, Erica stitches together these pieces of life that many thought would not match. As Berta climbs through time and skates through space, the Captain and her crew create an entirely new fabric, whose color is not visible on planet Earth, but can be seen clearly while drifting dreamily through interstellar space. That color is Truth.

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released December 16, 2013

Erica Corbo - piano, flute, rhodes, vocals, taps
Joseph Gruber - stumpf fiddle on "Kinzua, Here We Go!"
Music and Lyrics by Erica Corbo, except "So What" - music by Miles Davis, and lyrics by Erica Corbo, and "Ben Berry"- music by the Zutons, lyrics by the Zutons and Erica Corbo, arrangement by the Dap-Kings and Erica Corbo

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Erica Corbo Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Captain E. Corbo 022487, is a human being hailing from the Earthly metropolis of Philadelphia. Capt. Corbo composes and performs her original music with the aid of Berta, the time machine, and her brave and loyal crew: trusty co-pilot: Pietra Piano, adept maintenance woman: Flora Flute, and Erica’s very own alter ego: Viva Voice. ... more

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