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Long Day's Ride
03:15
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We fixed our wheels
we've covered this dirty ground
before the setting sun
hush heat lightning
you're blinding the moon
and we're leaving in the morning
come along but understand
it's a long day's ride
it's the touch that drives spirals from your eyes
it's all right now
it's the days that rise through your feet and fill the skies
fill the skies
my love wake me wake me wake me
it's a long day's ride
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2. |
Chiefs of the Lost
03:21
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Tell me, Lucy- why did you let them go?
They'll never break their chains
and they'd hold you back
knifes against your throat
still you let them go
coyote called for me long before Winter's snow
but I too was in chains
chained to sleep
just half of what I know
and you were in my dream
you fixed my tail
we hit the road
so run with me
it might have been planned
before we began
by our own hands
we split the land
the devil can't cross
a line in the sand
chiefs of the lost
the chiefs still can
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Winter Fishermen
04:08
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If all Winter fishermen know where they came from
then they'd climb back North on the same white roads
they plant their feet every step and follow
blue markers on the trees
birds signaling
And what do they say?
There's 99 white horses in the rain
What do they hear?
The call of Northern strangers
Did you see where the grey mare's gone?
Because there's smoke pouring out of her stall
you bury your line in the reeds where the water is
swelling towards the ice
it's trying to earn some sleep by freezing
it knows this whole stream,
whirlpools, rapids, and the sea
And what do they say?
There's 99 white horses in the rain
What do they hear?
The call of Northern strangers
Did you see where the grey mare's gone?
She's become a Northern song
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In-between
03:03
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There was a time when we thought the truth was unkind
we were just lazily defined
we thought and we fought to find that nothing was revealed
that's why our hearts were sealed
they we were alone, unknown, and unseen
forever in-between
there was a time when we thought the truth was the worst
let's lift a family curse
we thought and we fought to give up what we owned
and here we found a home
we won't go on again unknown and unseen
forever in-between
this is the time when we always do what's right
you won't leave and I won't fight
will you reside with me?
reside here now above?
Where the truth is in our love
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5. |
Axe Song
03:22
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I'm holding ice onto my eyes because they're matching
every dark drop of this spring rain with a tear
let them shine across the night because the dream I dared to dream
it's going to have to be my prayer
and late last night a bird I buried moved her sticks with her pine needles
or something dug her up and ate her
but either way her body's not there
so now before our sympathy runs cold
I'll lift the craft-man's axe of old
and just today a bird that landed
on my finger said she planned to break the barrier
it sounded only like a tiny bird's song
and now before our sympathy runs cold
I'll lift the craft-man's axe of old
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6. |
Changing Beach
04:28
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7. |
Nothing to a Void
02:40
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Annikki Dawn Appleton, Maine
Songs and spells about love and death from the woods of Maine.
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