1. |
New Snow
05:11
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Take this tea into your body
(Drink it while it's warm)
Take your bed right by the window
(The bed where you were born)
Look out now over the pastures
(The whole world's fast asleep)
As you drift into the ethers
(And so soon shall you be)
When you wake it will be Christmas
And there will be new snow
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2. |
Fisher
04:16
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Fisher, sing me a tune
It was raining all afternoon
So I got drunk, I got sober again
And I washed out the child I'd been
So may we all make it home
Well home is a word I don't know
Like a book with its pages unturned
I think home is a place that we earn
Time's an anvil
And joy the dust
I've been wondering
Who can I trust?
He spoke her name like a prayer
It was almost as if she were there
In the sheets of his unmade bed
In the blood that rushed to his head
Thunder and lightning above
Oh, what shall we do with this love?
That grabbed us and coursed down our spines
Now it's the only thing that keeps us alive
Time's an anvil
And joy the dust
I've been wondering
Who can I trust?
Time's an anvil
And joy the spark
Can you guide us
Out of this dark?
Breathing so warm and so deep
There's a valley you go when you sleep
I've been there, I know what it's like
So just hold me and we'll go there tonight
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3. |
Psalm In Me
04:40
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Abbey walls all wet with rain
At least we're on the inside
At least we're on the inside
And if the moon don't rise tonight
At least we have each other
At least we have each other
Father, just how far are we
From the edges of the ocean
The edges of the ocean
Because I know there's a psalm in me
When I'm looking at the sea
Bells ring out in the dead of night
Martin's ghost out walking
Asking who's awake still?
Can I encourage my dreams
To come before the dawn does?
I will make them welcome
Little do I know of peace
But the bit I do I cling to
Like the moss clings to the mountains
And the only thing I know for sure
Is I'm still looking for the cure
I've read the words, I've learned the songs
And we won't be here for very long
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4. |
Seven Stones
05:34
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If these woods would welcome me in
I would build my altar here
North wind to my back, Venus to the west
I would bury seven stones
Lightning scarred the land, and your hand
Holding the lantern
That heat lightning you keep inside your heart
Bring calendula for tired eyes that moan to tired bodies
Weary bones that drag themselves through the dawn
And speak to the stars like the old friends they are
Please speak to the stars like the old friends they are
Because lammas shoots are protecting you
Lammas shoots are protecting you
Shipwrecked
Dying a slow death
Like an elm no axe can fell
I would bear witness to this
Tongue trapped in my teeth
Trying to shout him your name
Through the shattering rain
Trying to shout him your name
Through the shattering rain
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5. |
Heavenly Host
03:24
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Heavenly host, lay me down
Heavenly host, lay me down
I'll walk out the front door
I know what I'm in for
But you're still beside me somehow
My hands have been working so hard
My hands have been working so hard
They're pushing and pulling
Like they know what they're doing
But they don't know as well as my heart
And your guess is as good as mine
Your guess is as good as mine
We suffered so gladly
We were in love so madly
We hadn't a whisper of time
So heavenly host, lay me down
Heavenly host, lay me down
The body has borders
Mine's been taking orders
From a light at the edge of this town
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6. |
Bless Me Moon
04:06
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Bless me moon, make me better
Bring some hope with this letter
Because I have never needed this before
No, I have never needed this before
Tonight you are beside me as I breathe
A light to keep away bad dreams
Because I have never needed this before
No, I have never needed this before
You are alive, you are alight
And you're my last reason to fight
You are alive, you are alight
And I have never needed this before
No, I have never needed this before
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7. |
The Red Thread
09:00
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The mission is empty, it's starting to rain
There are holes in his jacket but he don't complain
On the stone steps of silence is where he learned repose
He walks up to her place, changes into dry clothes
He was impressed
She had it bad
And that was the only thing they had
Rings on her fingers, tears on her cheek
Her voice is like water but she doesn't speak
Nothing but the truth falls from his mouth
He wouldn't lie because he don't know how
A bottle between them, down to the dregs
The scars on his forehead match those on her legs
She claims she has red thread instead of blue veins
She says "My heart is an anchor and you are the waves"
She was impressed
He had it bad
And that was the only thing they had
Shake off the day
Embrace the night
It gets so heavy in the light
Fishers and singers meet at the gates
Both of them early with nothing to say
They call Hallelujah but it sounds like a curse
And those who are last now will later be first
She's stronger than poison when you drink her down
She runs through these streets like they're the veins of this town
He claims he has lightning where he used to have wings
He appears framed in blue light each time that she sings
Shake off the day
Embrace the night
It gets so heavy in the light
Shake off the day
Turn out the light
We don't weigh nothing in the night
Made out of steel
It's made out of mist
They're made out of thin air when they kiss
Raise up your eyes
Don't be afraid
You're mine, I have called you by your name
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8. |
Night's End
05:15
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I've chosen my tools again
The bottles, the page, the pen
My old friends the waves, the wind
The moon at night's end
And which one is heaven sent
The thunder or it's best friend
Because the lightning loves silence
More than it will admit
And I've found I've grown hungrier
For old things familiar
Closer are thoughts of home
The farther I roam
With each day a strange one
In a strange land
I'm learning the comforts
Of each stranger's hand
And the night keeps its quietness
Reserved for the loneliest
Sometimes when I'm listening
I hear the night sing
So if we forget the words
To all those old songs we've heard
Remember the melodies
Sometimes that's all that we need
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The Orchards Portland, Maine
The Orchards were the songwriting project of Pennsylvania native Eric Schwan, based in Portland, ME and featuring a revolving cast of musicians adding orchestral and ambient textures and harmonies to his simple, folk-based songs. They released their LP, "Sing Birds, In Your Shrinking Woods" on Apohadion/Burst & Bloom Records with a final show on September 15, 2019. ... more
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