Providers

g major kindest immensely warm joyful melodies played by a grand but tame orchestra, it is mixed with chamber folk for a pittoresque fantasy world which feels old and trustworthy but a bit unpredictable, The song has unusual chord progressions in major and occasional dorian color, acoustic-driven arrangement, pizzicato double bass cello and bassoon as backbone and woodwin quartet as the energy, more obscure acoustic instruments such as ouds and balalaikas to add a whimsical otherwordly touch, unusual time signature almost avant-garde, Vocalist is a theatrical countertenor who sings sincerely but also dramatically like he is trying to captivate an audience of easily distracted young at the same time as delivering beautiful notes, The feeling of this song is stepping into a make-believe world which is unfathomably far away but feels like home when you are there, an unmapped world where every direction feels like a safe and warm way to go, utilize modulations and tritone substitutions

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The heroes are out among others And the others receive what they bring Hands move steady from one to another Something is placed, then received And the children are walking beside them In a future that all of them share They move off to simple horizons And find something waiting there --- The houses, the gardens, the open The prices now gentle and fair They keep track of small little details So nothing is lost anywhere They promise a harvest, and gather it right For they are the providers --- The morals are simple and steady And the simple ones set people free No one is raised above others Things are left as they should be Time is given and carried by others And a chance to help someone get by Taking part in the small things together Letting harder things pass by --- The homes and the tables and talking The laughter, the calm, and the cheer Doing what can be done for another So everyone feels they are here They promise you sunshine, and stay through the night For they are the providers --- Providers cooking for everyone's feast They give the most bread and they eat the least Kind-hearted helpers all working as one You give them your worries and end up with none The fears are not carried for long They are set down with the rest They do not stay in your pockets They do not sit in your chest The trust that you have keeps on growing As you see what is simple and true And the ones who might help you get up Are already there next to you The small homes, the tables, the people The stories, the warmth, and the speech They offer you something to hold onto And place it right into your reach They promise warm welcomes, and keep them in sight For they are the providers

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