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Black Swells
05:32
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I watched the black swells grow from the prow
And the stars hung above us in the black blanket of night
I closed my eyes and on the lids
Visions of blood and light
I killed my man on a lonely night
And still hear his voice on the wind
With a rush of scent from an olive bow
Sent from the land, so dim
Not with my hands so soft and fair
Not with an arrow or bow
But with the black, blunt blade he gave me
Did i let his blood flow
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Waterbound
04:01
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went late one night
The moon and stars were shining bright
Storm come up and the trees come down
Tell you boys I was waterbound
Wayterbound on a stranger's shore
River rising to my door
Carried my home to the field below
Waterbound nowhere to go
Carved my name on an old barn wall
No one know I was there at all
Stables dry on a winter night
You turn your head you could see the light
Black cat crawling on an old box car
Rusty door and a falling star
Ain't Got a dime in my rations sack
Waterbound and I can't get back
Its i'm gone and I won't be back
Don't believe me count my tracks
River's long and the river's wide
I'll meet you boys on the other side
So say my name and don't forget
Water still ain't got me yet
Nothing but I'm bound to roam
Waterbound and I can't get home
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Katie Cruel
04:07
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When I fist came to town
They call me the roving jewel
Now they've change their tune
They call me Katie Cruel
When I fist came to town
They brought me the bottles plenty
Now they've changed their tune
they bring me the bottles empty
If was where I would be,
Then I would be where I am not,
Here I am where I must be
Where that I would, I can not
Through the woods I travel,
through the boggy mire
Straight way down the road
to my heart's desire
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Everyday
04:55
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I was so wrong
A cloud of thoughts over all reason
Spinning over the hills
Into all the land
Contaminating the soil all day
I was so in love
Love why are you such a poison?
You take every day make it into the same day
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5. |
I Wish My Baby Was Born
05:13
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I wish, I wish my baby was born
And sitting on its papa's knee
And me, poor girl were dead and gone
And the green grass growing o'er my feet
I ain't ahead, nor never will be
Till the sweet apple grows
On a sour apple tree
But still I hope, But still I hope the time will come
When you and I shall be as one
I wish, I wish my love had died
And sent his soul to wander free
Then we might meet where ravens fly
Let our poor bodies rest in peace
The owl, the owl
Is a lonely bird
It chills my heart
With dread and terror
That someone's blood
There on his wing
That someone's blood
There on his feathers.
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The Way
03:06
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You've got the way to undo me
You've got those golden eyes to melt my heart
I am your Samson, you are my Delilah
And I'll spin those golden circles round your sun
But all you can think of is your fragile situation
You've got the way to undo me
Make me feel like i'm anyone to you
But if you ever change your situation
You've got the way
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Vine Ribbons
01:44
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Golden Veins
03:49
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I loved you better then i know myself
And i want for you what i once had
The good earth and the rivers and the golden veins in her arms
But the devil wants what he does not know
The broken heart and the shining snow comes down upon us
From above
Take my hands
Sleep now and dream your finest dream
Of emerald woods and golden streams
And all those others in there golden light
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9. |
Summer Wine
03:19
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Ora Cogan
"Cogan can be strikingly sparse and overwhelmingly composed in the same sublime breath. She summons orchestral waves of violins and rolling psychedelic guitars, propelled forward by a voice that sweeps audiences away under a tsunami of blissful sonic complexity." - Sled Island Festival ... more
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I tip my hat to this legend.
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My dear friend and collaborator. This is her first album and it is magic.
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