Turn it Up

Since I was young I've tried to do what's right
Holding the Rod and walking the line
And through the years it's been great to see
The love and the joy that's set me free

But now it's time to take it higher
I need to stoke my inner fire

 

Chorus
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up
Turn it up

 

A big man with a lot of wealth to report
Asked his Lord where he'd counted short
Keep the rules and study the truth
But he'd done it all since he was a youth

So the Lord told him to live it more
Sell his things and give it all to the poor

 

Chorus

 

Bridge
I've got to turn it up
Lengthen my stride
Raise my eyes
Lower my pride
Love a little more
Hoard a little less
This is my life
This is my test

 

Written and performed by Mark Hansen

Drums by Steve Hill

Special thanks to John Newman

 

 

 

Dance with the Devil

 

The devil came whispering in my ear

Words that I knew I didn’t want to hear

You don’t have to serve me he said with a smile

But you and I can dance for a little while

 

And as we moved across the floor

It seemed so easy, I was sure

 

 

The music played and I danced some more

Suddenly I wasn’t where I was before

The place looked different, but familiar, too

Suddenly alone, no one close that I knew

 

And as we two-stepped across the floor

I knew it had to stop, I knew for sure that

 

 

Chorus:

I don’t wanna dance with the devil anymore

I won’t take a chance with my soul anymore

I won’t take my glance off heaven anymore

I don’t wanna dance with the devil anymore

 

 

It’d be so easy just to step away

If it wasn’t so easy to dance this way

I feel my heartbeat, I feel my fear

I’ve gotta let go and run away from here

 

I’m not the devil’s partner, I’m not his man

And now I’m gonna break off gonna make my stand

 

 

Chorus:

I don’t wanna dance with the devil anymore

I won’t take a chance with my soul anymore

I won’t take my glance off heaven anymore

I don’t wanna dance with the devil anymore

 

 

 

 

 

Today and Yesterday

 

It seems today was one of those days again

The sun was out, or maybe skies were gray

I couldn’t tell, my eyes were down ahead of me

The wind blew through me and made me hide my face

These footprints in the snow were made some time ago

When I had lost my way

So here I am stepping through the snow again

Can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

I can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

 

Yesterday when I came by this way

I swore I’d never take these steps again

The ways is hard, with no direction

The cold and the pain my only friend

But now this path I know is much easier to go

This loop without an end

So here I am walking all alone again

Can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

I can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

 

I can’t see the sun

I can’t see the one

I can’t find the path away from here

So step by step

And lap by lap

I can’t see the way to breaking clear

So here I am stepping through the snow again

Can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

I can’t seem to tell today from yesterday

 

Drums by Steve Hill

 

 

 

I Will Sing this Prayer

 

The mountains all around me

Are a fortress, strong and tall

The pine trees at attention

Stand as sentries on the wall

The evening wraps around me

Like I was never really there

And while the light is fading

I will sing this prayer

 

The city seems so quiet

Wrapped up in all its noise

Machines and men in motion

Some build and some destroy

The people walk on by me

Like I was never really there

And while the world is turning

I will sing this prayer

 

The world just keeps on moving

Dancing slowly on its way

Above the blue and green and white

My life just fades away

But there is one who always

Knows that I am there

And while I’m thinking of Him

I will sing this prayer

 

There are worlds to vast to number

But he knows I am there

And while He’s thinking of me

I will sing this prayer.

 

 

 

Play the Cards

 

Somewhere in my head or maybe deep in my heart

It feels like my life is a big game of cards

And I was dealt a hand long before I was born

Some cards leave me smiling others tattered and torn

 

But I thought I heard before I left home

A kindly voice that said what I need to know: You got to…

 

Chorus:

Play the cards that you've got in your hand

Play your cards the best that you can

Whether your life is happy or hard

Depends on how you play your cards

 

 

This card’s for my little boy who struggles to walk

It's also for his smile that lights a whole city block

This one's for my nasty habits holding me down

When I want to smile they keep bringing me frowns

 

But for all the time I’ve spent here on earth

The best advice that I’ve ever heard is to…

 

Chorus

 

Bridge

And I don't know what you've been playing

How can I know the cards you hold?

They don't show by the life you're living

I can't judge the heat until I've felt the cold

 

Some cards are good, some cards are bad

The best advice that I’ve ever had is to…

 

Chorus

 

Trumpets by John Newman

Drums by Steve Hill

 

 

Where’s My Soul?

D& C 4:2

 

Where’s my soul

It was here yesterday

I set it down

To look around

And now it’s gone away

Where’s my soul

 

Where's my heart

It was here yesterday

I could feel it beat

Way down to my feet

Now what will guide my way

Where’s my heart

Where’s my soul

 

Where’s my might

It was here yesterday

But now my will

Won’t fill the bill

And I’m not worth my pay

Where’s my might

 

Where’s my mind

It was here yesterday

I know what’s best

But before I left

I didn’t think to pray

Where’s my mind

Where’s my soul

 

I know I had it a while ago

I let it slip out of my hold

Such a simple thing to say

Just to kneel back down and pray

Where’s my soul

Where’s my soul

 

Where’s my strength

It was here yesterday

Delilah snipped

My power’s clipped

And I can’t walk away

Where’s my strength

 

Where’s my soul

It was here yesterday

I set it down

To look around

And now it’s gone away

Where’s my soul

 

Harmony Vocals by Heather Gist

Trumpets by John Newman

 

 

Torocagua (Amiga Mia)

 

Te conocí

En las calles lodosas

Convertidos en rios

Por la lluvia ruidosa

 

Te conocí

En las noches estrelladas

Afuera obscuro

Con solo luces de ventanas

 

Antecóro:

Pensaba que yo

Fuera tu maestro

Solo para ensenarte

 

Pero tu bondad

Me dió mi libertad

Para rescatarme

 

Córo:

Amiga mia

Descubriste quien yo soy

Amiga mia

Te llevo donde voy

Amiga mia

Allá estás, aquí estoy

Amiga mia

Me olvidas, pero te recuerdo hoy

 

Me mostraste

La amistad de la pobreza

A venir y compartir

Con muy poco en la mesa

 

Me ayudaste

Andar con ojos abiertos

Viendo, entendiendo

Mis mundos invertidos

 

Antecóro

 

Córo

 

La flor de hoy

Se sembró allá

En la polvo de mi ciudad

 

Y todo que soy

Empezó allá

Caminando en humildad

 

Córo

 

Percussion by Morey Day and Mark Hansen

Harmony Vocals by Heather Gist

Extra advice by John Newman

 

 

Two Houses

 

Several years ago, as I was visiting a friend, I was struck by her odd situation.  She lived not more than a mile from her mother, but their relationship was so strained that they never spoke to each other.  Yet, my friend drove us by her mother's home, and said she came this way very often on her way home from work.

 

That seemed very sad to me.  As I learned more about her situation, it moved me.  Here's the song about it:



In the town house lives a daughter
A young and slender girl
Goes to work, comes home again
A simple peaceful world
And every time she steals a glance
A tear will blur her eye
She wipes away the memories
Whenever she drives by
The other house

From a window in the house of brick
A mother breathes a sigh
As the motion of a familiar car
Catches in her eye
All those nights she's laid awake
And all those days she's wept
The daughter has a partner
That the mother can't accept
In the other house

Chorus:
Two houses

Only a mile apart
Close enough to hear
The beating of their hearts
Two houses
Each in separate worlds
Both of them are crying
From the biting sting of words
And the pain flows fast between them
Like a river deep and wide
Two houses
Each on the other side
(Alone on the other side)

In one house there is sadness
The daughter made her choice
To leave the things she loved behind
To find another voice
In one house there is loneliness
That cuts to the mother's core
And yet she chose to turn her back
And forever close the door
To the other house

Chorus

Written (2/9/03) and performed by Mark Hansen

Harmony vocals by Rachel Luke

Produced by Mark Hansen, with assistance from John Newman

 

 

 

The Things I Do

 

See the mirror, look inside

Past the eyes, past the smile

Why do I do the things I do?

Why do I do the things I do?

 

Make a mistake pay the price

Even still, I do it twice

Why do I do the things I do?

 

I hurt myself, hurt my friends

I tell myself that I’ll repent

Why do I do the things I do?

Why do I do the things I do?

 

Chorus:

So why, why can’t I get through to me

So why, why can’t I be true to me

I feel like there are two of me

Why do I do the things I do?

 

I feel the sorrow, feel the shame

But I’m all tied up in habits chains

Why do I do the things I do?

 

The me I am is not the same

As the me I see, or what I became

Why do I do the things I do?

Why do I do the things I do?

 

Chorus

 

So why, why do you still love me

And why, why do you still hope for me

This sky beckoning above me

It shows me all I hope to be

 

Chorus

 

Slide Guitar by Doug Erekson

 

 

Rejoice


For Jodi


This one's a simple tune about how much fun it is to be married to someone as cool and wonderful as my wife.  Really not much more to say about it than that!

 

 

Bumped into a younger man this morning
You'd best not mess with me he said
His angry eyes flashed out a warning
Unless you'd rather end up dead

I said please pardon the intrusion
I was grinning ear to ear
I hate to spoil your disillusion
But I'm just being of good cheer

 

Chorus
Rejoice Rejoice
Rejoice Rejoice

Rejoice Rejoice
Rejoice Rejoice

 

Days like this are so exciting
I'm just glad you let me be
The one that brings you your delighting
And I'm glad he showed you to me

 

Chorus

 

My words might not be so romantic
And for that I apologize
I just get lost in the semantics
But you can see it in my eyes

 

Chorus

 

Written and performed by Mark Hansen

Produced by Mark Hansen

Drums by Steve Hill

 

 

 

How Beautiful

 

In the world of CCM (Contemporary Christian Music) there's a subgenre called "Praise and Worship" music. I understand that it's used a lot in worship services as well as revivals and larger meetings. It's usually slower and "bigger" than most Christian pop music. Often a CCM group will put out a whole album of "P&W" music separate from a pop release.

 

I love LDS music an musicians, and still I got fascinated with the P&W sound. Sometimes I think that we Mormons get too wrapped up in teaching in our art that we forget that it's cool to just sing praises to God. I guess a balance is always the best, right?

 

Anyway, so I tried my hand at it. I'm not sure where the inspiration hit, but it came from the verse in Isaiah and Mosiah that says: "How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace... that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!" -Isaiah 52:7

 

 

When I climb the mountain
I'll look into the skies
I'll look across the valley
The sunrise in my eyes

I'll sing out to the city
Waking down below
Words to bring them peace
And the joy that they can know

 

Chorus:
How beautiful
How beautiful my feet feel
Standing on the mountain
While I'm singing words of peace
How beautiful
How beautiful my soul
When I say to Zion
Your God reigns

 

A city full of struggles
Busy working day to day
Everyone in motion, but
We still make time to pray

I'll sing out to the city
Moving down below
Words to bring them peace
And the joy that they can know

 

Chorus

 

And I will watch them gather
In the chapels filled with love
To lift their voices upward
And sing to God above

So I'll join in with the city
Singing down below
We'll sing our songs of peace
The joy that we already know

 

Chorus

 

Written and performed by Mark Hansen

Produced by Mark Hansen

Drums by Steve Hill

Choir: Sopranos: Lindy Kerby, Cheri Christensen, Kahla Keyser, Altos: Amanda Burri, Charisse Horne, Tenors: Bruce Burri, Michael Christenson, Baritones: Uwe Hansen, Mark Hansen, Bass: Uwe Hansen

Choral arrangement by John Newman

Soprano Solo by Lindy Kerby