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The Fool Of Spring
02:11
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Hyacinths pink and blue
Love no longer true
White magnolia tree
Why have you turned from me
Oh what’s this I hear
In a swallow’s tear
I can hear
That I am the fool of spring
Mockingbird, goldfinch, wren
How can I trust you again
Thrush in a blackthorn tree
Why have you turned from me
Oh what’s this I hear
In a swallow’s tear
I can hear
That I am the fool of spring
How could you use me so
Somebody should have told me, why did nobody tell me
I was the last to know
Everywhere I hear the sound of laughter
Lambs on the mountainside
She is to be your bride
Salmon turn to the sea
Why have you turned from me
Oh what’s this I hear
In a swallow’s tear
I can hear
That I am the fool of spring
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Crow Coyote Buffalo
03:34
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I go out in the light of morning
I go out in the light of day
Let the desert sky surround me
Let the desert have its way
Will you call
Hello?
In the white light
In the dry grass
Crow, coyote, buffalo
Hello?
I am an eagle flying over
I am a lizard on the ground
In your eyes there is a vision
In your ears there is a sound
Will you call
Hello?
In the white light
In the dry grass
Crow, coyote, buffalo
Hello?
Oh you better walk tall
See the crow fly, hear coyote call
Oh feel the ground shake
Buffalo runs, the desert’s awake
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Kathakali Boy
03:14
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Claimed by your calling before you were conceived
Already dancing before you learned to speak
Now you are teaching and I am at your feet
My heart is yearning and you are all I see
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
The rhythm of the drumming, the flickering of the lamp
All night ’til morning you worship with your dance
The beauty of a woman, the body of a man
Five hundred meanings in the movement of a hand
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
Green for the hero and yellow for his wife
Black for the hunter with eyes of red and white
An entertainer for princes and for gods
To be their pleasure, your reason and your cause
I am no better, the freedom I have sought
Confines me tighter than any prison lock
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
Oh Kathakali boy in the coloured lights
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Liquid Sunshine
02:53
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Open your eyes
Welcome the morning light
Look at the trees
Hear morning melodies
Liquid sunshine liquid sunshine
And every morning you will be here
In your liquid sunshine
And every morning we will be here
In our liquid sunshine liquid sunshine
Here in this room
You are my morning tune
You are my song
Kyrie eleison
Liquid sunshine liquid sunshine
And every morning you will be here
In your liquid sunshine
And every morning we will be here
In our liquid sunshine liquid sun–
Yesterday when I lay down you were not here
But now
But now
But now
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Western
05:44
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You are resting suspended on a blanket of warm summer air, gazing down through the darkness at the barely perceptible features of the desert below: arroyos and mesas, gulches and gullies, dry stream beds that twist and meander, deepening and widening into vast canyons that stretch for miles and miles ....
Wind blows warm in the summer
Grass grows brown in the summer
Got my gold and my wide eyes
Canyons broad where my soul flies
Sleep brings
My western dream
Oh ...
Stars glow bright in the night sky
Spirits roam in my mind’s eye
Swing down low over tall trees
Rustling leaves in the soft breeze
Sleep brings
My western dream
Oh ...
Fly like a sprite, fly through the night
Fly to the light, let it shine through you
Fly like a sprite, fly through the night
Fly to the light, let it shine through you
Your belly brushes the tips of the great Ponderosa pines, the soft needles scraping against your skin, the rustling of the branches disturbing the sleep of the birds roosting there, and they flutter and call out anxiously to one another as you pass. Down on the ground, nocturnal hunters glance up, their eyes reflecting the starlight and glinting yellow and red, while you travel slowly onward, awed and captivated, bewildered and happy.
Raise my eyes to the morning
Frozen limbs in the dawning
Left my soul on the high plains
Reel it in with a long rein
Sleep brings
My western dream
Oh ...
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Why do I need feet
When I have wings to fly
In my house of blue
Bluer than the sky
These broken bones
Teach me to be free
I spend my days alone
I am what I see
And what I see
I don’t forget
I see myself in burning colours
Red, yellow
Oh aquí me pinté yo
A leafy vine
Trails beside my hair
I turn my eyes
The mirror meets my stare
And what I see
I don’t forget
I see myself in burning colours
Red, yellow
Oh aquí me pinté yo
I am tired but I am happy
I am tired but I am happy
¿Pies para qué los quiero si tengo alas pa’ volar?
I am tired but I am happy
Espero alegre la salida – y espero no volver jamás
I am tired but I am happy
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Dancing Girl
03:27
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All the people watch the dancing girl
All the people watch the dancing girl
I want his head, that’s right, she said
He judged me with his eyes
She’s such a graceful dancer, see her with the lamplight on her
He would not love me, now he’s paying with his life
Warm skin, golden, bending and turning and arching and swirling
All the people watch the dancing girl
All the people watch the dancing girl
I want his head, that’s right, she said
The things we do are all he sees
Seven veils flutter, one touches your shoulder
You are my witness, he spurned me when I kissed his feet
Enticing, delighting, you couldn’t help loving her, couldn’t help loving her
All the people watch the dancing girl
All the people watch the dancing girl
My sisters, sweet unknown
Flowers of the desert
Close your eyes and give yourself
To the beating of the drum
All the people watch the dancing girl
All the people watch the dancing girl
I want his head, that’s right, she said, I want his head
All the people watch the dancing girl
All the people watch the dancing girl
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Wands of willow, swords of steel
The dancing fool and fortune’s wheel
With watercolour, ink and pen
She makes the symbols live again
The Lovers ...
She lets the music guide her hand
To ancient times and other lands
Joins in esoteric rites
That satisfy strange appetites
The Lovers ...
Blood from the broken cup
Fire from the sky
Unseen hands to lift it up
Stars falling on earth
Blood from the broken cup
Hooded and bound
Unseen hands to lift it up
She seeks further
The Lovers ...
Hearing pictures, seeing sounds
Crimson wings and oak leaf crowns
She gives the poet’s vision form
A sister of the Golden Dawn
The Lovers ...
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Pipe And Tabor
03:07
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In the half-light
Of the evening
I saw him at my window
In his watching
You were calling
And I wanted to follow
You are love and love is you
You are love and love is you
In the darkness
He was gleaming
And I shrank from his smile
He was shimmering
He was laughing
And he mocked my denial
You are love and love is you
You are love and love is you
The smile of the falling rain
The smile of the falling rain
When I looked back
He was not there
But his smile stayed to taunt me
Pipe and tabor
Played a sweet song
That forever will haunt me
You are love and love is you
You are love and love is you
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At The Waterside
03:20
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I hear the water dancing
In the stream that flows at my feet
In the shadows, in the sunlight
I am healed and I am at peace
There are words and there are echoes
There are voices whispering
At the waterside
I have lived and I have travelled
Far from the country I came from
In the shelter of this garden
I have found a place to call home
There are words and there are echoes
There are voices whispering
At the waterside
And when the light is fading
And evening is starting to fall
I will stay here and take my refuge
From the world’s insistent call
I hear the water dancing
In the stream that flows at my feet
In the shadows, in the sunlight
I am healed and I am at peace
There are words and there are echoes
There are voices whispering
At the waterside
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Morning rides the colour of the water gods
Sweet swallows wrap their wings in your hair
And the water falls down
Wild eyes look down on the coloured dove
Her hand reaches out and the pain is gone
I see you in the darkness I see you in light
I see your eyes shining in through the night
Make it feel make it feel so unreal
Like a wind in the desert like a moon on the sea
Sunshine on a rainy day
Sunshine on a rainy day
And you arrived with a mountain crown
The creatures came to hear the sound
We rattled bones and stars fell down
And colour sweeps the barren ground
You touch me with your spirit you touch me with your heart
You touch me in the darkness I feel it start
Make it feel make it feel like I belong
Don’t leave me won’t leave me all alone
Sunshine on a rainy day
Sunshine on a rainy day
We dreamed the day and the colour blue
Then we were blinded by the sight of you
Baby cries love come strong
And children grow as time moves on
Sweet is the fragrance of the star flower
As it clings to the breathing rocks in the wind and the rain
She painted herself the colour of the night and the wild wild wild water it came
And then she swallowed the earth and the sky so we could fly
Sunshine on a rainy day
Sunshine on a rainy day
Sunshine on a rainy day
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Mama UK
When pop star turned potter Zoë Pollock and trad/folk innovator Sarah McQuaid both fetched up in rural west Cornwall after
years of world rambling, the stage was set for a musical partnership whose unique sound defies any attempt at categorisation.
"A pleasingly maverick mix that recalls both the eccentricity of The Incredible String Band and the pastoral narratives of Lal Waterson." – MOJO
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