1. |
Sun, Moon, and Creek
04:57
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Are you, are you, are you really leaving?
Forgive me all my songbirds gone
All the restaurants are closed
Come raise parades on Main Street
Come grow mushrooms in my mines
The forests fell, but the corn did well
Now nothing grows without chemicals
And at the kitchen table, math is hell—
Look at me you ne’er do well
Sun, moon, and creek
They sing to me, sing to me
Are you, are you, are you really leaving?
I saw the Moon get weak and wane
I saw the Creek fill up with steam
I saw the Sun hide his face for shame
And I heard you calling out my name
Sun, moon, and creek
They sing to me, sing to me
Are you, are you, are you really leaving?
I see the wolf return
In the leaving sheen of a Rockefeller Ford
It was something from my dream of you
It was something from my dream of you
Sun... Sun, moon, and creek
They sing to me, sing to me
Are you, are you, are you really leaving?
Are you (who are you?), are you really leaving?
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2. |
Dance with me
03:34
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I walk into your loneliness
Still your thoughts of a thousand things
I offer you my roughened hand
It will lead you to journey’s end
Dance with me
I have arrows and immunities
And I have land where no one lives
Swallows sing you symphonies
You’ll lie breathing with the leaves
Dance with me
You take my hand, you go with me
Your name is here, your healing here
Long the trail, dark the night
All our darkness dragged to light
You take my hand, you go with me
I hold you near, surrendering
I hold you close, you’re finding me
You take my hand, go with me
Dance with me
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3. |
All my Favorite Dogs
04:36
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I believe there’s a way more true than any I’ve known
Believe there’s a way to finally find
A home in the holler where my old friends wait
Yeah, a home in Valhalla where my old friends wait
Spied the advance of barn cats from the wall
Captained white oak and high spirits shone
Born on deer hide, a full-blooded son
Supped on churned butter and sipped from the run
But all my favorite dogs are gone
Barefoot limbs in liberty spins
Dancing where there’d never risen a factory fence
Faraway horses, the baying of Belle on a ‘coon
Sheep in the field, wooly yawns
But all my favorite dogs are gone
I believe there’s a way, more true than any I’ve known
I believe there’s a way to finally find
A home in the holler where my old friends wait
Yeah, a home in Valhalla where my old friends wait
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4. |
I Hated to Leave
05:06
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Say being born
Is forgetting
Nine nights alone
Entering into a vision
Of heavier hearts
I fell back screaming—
I hated to leave, I hated to leave, I hated to leave you
You grow like a tree
You harden with time
Harried by wolves
That follow you all across the sky
You went to the cave
To sit with your fate
And I hated to leave, I hated to leave, I hated to leave you
Let’s say, at the end—
When your limbs are so weak
Your thirst is so strong
You hardly can speak
How to pass on
The wisdom you’ve won
They sing a farewell
But how will they know
If Memory flies off
And never returns….
And I hated to leave, I hated to leave, I hated to leave you
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5. |
Broken Knife
03:51
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Who will know
When the seas will boil
Or the crow
Will change to white
I’ve got a mind
Like a broken knife
Will the fates
Call to me
Turn a leaf
So I finally see
I’ve got a mind
I could close my eyes
When the serpent rises
And leaves a wound
Entire roads
Turn to briary
There's no goodbye
Just a kiss goodnight
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6. |
This Lifetime of Ours
03:45
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Once born a farmer, brought in hay
Dry as dirt, caked in clay
You’d have swept up after me
And ever resurrected me
Born a brawler, knuckles scarred
You’re in my corner, thank the lord
Waiting to repair my lips
With healing from your tender kiss
Let’s close our eyes and try to sleep
To dream a time when you and I
Are close enough to hear our hearts
Side by side in this lifetime of ours
Side by side in this lifetime of ours….
When a sailor, went away
I watch your figure slip from me
Faithful to me every day
Waiting on some word from me
Now born a hunter, curse my luck
They tear their eyes from honest blood
Run their cars over animals
Stare at screens till they are old
Let’s close our eyes and try to sleep
To dream a time when you and I
Are close enough to hear our hearts
Side by side in this lifetime of ours
Let’s close our eyes and try to sleep
To dream a time when you and I
Are close enough to hear our hearts
So far apart in this lifetime of ours
So far apart in this lifetime of ours
So far apart, I've been hunting for you....
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7. |
Health of the Land
05:29
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His foes brought him before the tower and they showed him lies
On evening news and history, about his family
They stretched him on the elder tree
And he sang to them, remembering
Then it fell to me, to live for them, to go within
Go in the woods, in the darkest grove, in the oldest stand
Fell to the ground, held in your hand, the health of the land
Every seed is painted with a memory of a growing tree
Is that you flying through the hills so fast?
Like a hawk or a swallow diving meteoric with your wings pressed back
Carving the distance between where you’re going
And where I stand, the health of the land
Then it fell to me, to live for them, to go within
You’re holding the one, you hold in your hand the health of the land….
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8. |
We Had Our Revenge
04:26
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We had our revenge, live free, no kneeling!
So, she came to me
And tired I was
I could never believe
Though it hovered above
Broken-hearted and worse
Dead, I hung from the tree
Nobody with me
Then I woke to the words
They covered the scream
We had our revenge, live free, no kneeling
You’re a vision to me
Woke me up from my sleep
A beautiful one
Your hand over me
Live free!
No kneeling!
We had our revenge, live free, no kneeling
Tired I was
Untied I was
Free of the lies I was
Crawling up from the cave
They spoke from the grave
No kneeling
We had our revenge, live free, no kneeling
We had our revenge
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9. |
Echo Location
05:36
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We left early from our dreaming, often leaving
Our search for something we’d been told was best forgotten
We left early, what’s the hurry, off to work then….
In the willow, will she be waiting in a white lace?
Where had I been all, all the years that she’s been waiting?
She had known me when I’d such a bright future
Oh in my wheelchair, I will wheel there
I should be younger, I could be stronger, I ought been smarter
But I had traveled many miles just to see her
I walked in to the willow, she was waiting
Our location was the center of a spiral
Our location was a heart so sacred
In the willow, she was waiting in a white lace….
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