Moon
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05:22
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Long Long
04:02
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A long long time ago
And far far far away
Lived a little sad sad girl
She had curls of cold
And a heart as old
as the hills...
In a li-li-little house
On a hu-hu-humming hill
Where the forest meets the stars
She would spend her days
Singing songs of praise
For all things...
Then one win-win-winter day
Came the win-win-wind to play
With our little sad sad girl
And when she fell asleep
He quite-quietly
Blew her songs... away...
A long long time ago
And far far far away
Lived a little sad sad girl
She had curls of gold
But if truth be told...
You should be sleeping now
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2. |
Futro
04:16
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Futro
Wczoraj dał mi bukiet
Rdzawych animozji
Dziś przynosi koszyk
Podwiędłych pretensji
Dałbyś mi lepiej radę
Dałbyś mi lepiej radę
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3. |
Water O'Wide
04:21
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Water o Wide
O swift bright water o water o wide
Carry my bones t’were all my folks lie
In a dark mountain valley by a dark mountain stream
Where some stories end and all stories begin
There’s a thousand souls wanderin‘ in the valley below
Caught in wolf and bear bodies, leave no tracks on the snow
If you ever go huntin‘ in this valley below
Mind your gun not to shoot one of these poor wanderin souls
There’ll come a time when these wanderin souls
Will come down from the mountains and cross-breed with dogs
And their names will float down the riverrun
What has been passed down that has to be done...
Oh swift bright water o water o wide
Carry my bones t’were all my folks lie
In a dark mountain valley by a dark mountain stream
Where some stories end and all stories begin...
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4. |
Hold Me! Fire
02:53
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Hold Me! Fire
The day was beautiful, a wonder
to enjoy
Still, I sat still upon my bark
And when the sun began to wander
off the sky
I felt the presence of the dark
Hold me! Hold me! Fire!
So through the cold and through the darkness
I flew for life
Into the arms I knew so well
Those of a bright and blazing flower
They call a flame
That took my wings and left me bare
Hold me! Hold me! Fire! Fire!
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5. |
Moon
05:22
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Moon
Od pewnego czasu
My to nic pewnego
Pewnie wiemy to oboje
Od pewnego czasu
Moja skóra twoja
Na innym drzewie
Od pewnego czasu
Czas sam nie jest pewien
moon
the light lies long and low on the water
the night grows ever colder and so does
the moon
moon
the light makes a cold cut on the water
waves move in and out over and over
a wound
moon moon wound wound
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6. |
Bare Feet Dirt Road
03:47
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Bare Feet Dirt Road
When my dirt road leads me
to a quiet field, to a quiet field
I won’t know by then
just what this quiet means, what this quiet means
When my dirt road leads me
to the greenest grove, to the greenest grove
Then the leaves will tell me
everything they know, everything they know
When my dirt road leads me
to the golden sands, to the golden sands
I will then remember,
I will understand, I will understand
When my dirt road leads me
to the water’s mouth, to the water’s mouth
Setting suns will mock me,
darkening waves will laugh, darkening waves will laugh
Setting sun’s will mock me,
darkening waves will laugh, darkening waves will laugh
I will know by then
I haven’t walked enough, haven’t walked enough
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7. |
Clay
07:11
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Clay
Show yourself, Persephone
Wake the roots in the ground
They will hurry to meet me
Far from making a sound
Till I am dirt and dirt is me
I’ll bite and breath the earth
It’ll wipe my face away
All thoughts, all thoughts will soil
Within me
Within me
Life lines lead away
Flesh melts into clay
Life lines lead away
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8. |
Feather
03:50
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I whispered into the ear
Of the feather that touched my foot
My foot stands upon a cloud
Red and blue
The cloud drifts into your room
Your room turns into a boat
The boat’s made of paper so
We both drown...
A bird sits on a tree with a song that’s about to die
This song of you and me is no more than a lie
I hang upon your lips like a tale that’s about to die
This tale of you and me is no more than a lie.
No more than a lie.
No more than a lie...
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O Mother O Father
04:14
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O Mother o Father
Oh mother oh mother why do you believe
in all the old stories, all the mouldy myths?
They are not my stories, though I know them well
The tale of the hills is the one that I can tell
Oh father oh father, when I see the hills
I know they have always been here and always will
But my stories end at the bottom of these hills
And my will melts with them as they are standing still
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Oh mother oh mother, I don’t understand
Will ever tomorrow reach our little land?
Oh father oh father this is not my time
it’s already been breathed through someone else’s lungs
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
Oh mother oh father
What is a tomorrow?
Oh mother oh father
Oh mother oh father
Breathe in, breathe out
Breathe in, breathe out
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10. |
(Not) Taller Than Trees
05:21
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Not Taller that Trees
I want to I want to live
Where houses aren't taller than trees
I want to I want to live
Where waiting is a natural thing
I want to I want to live
Where the landscape wants you to leave it be
I want to I want to live
Where houses aren't taller than trees
Time fades in the air
soaks into the ground
Rubs down matter
between the thumbs
Time flees flies fades
Scatters into dust
Matter crumbles
I want to I want to live...
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