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Gordon's
03:18
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2. |
The River
03:18
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There’s a girl I wish I knew better
Spends her Spring growing sunflowers
Summer comes, she gives them away
Knows she can always grow them back again
There’s a conversation she’s tried
To keep in the forefront of my mind
Saying ‘Hard rain doesn’t mean the clouds will stay’
Says I don’t listen much anyway
// I don’t listen much anyway
See the water
Feel the wind blow
The river never flows too slow
We go down to the forest
When everybody else is asleep
Lay low between the evergreens
Pine needles beneath our feet
There’s a road
It winds round the coast
And a bridge out to the islands
Hoped we’d end the year out here
The moon so near.
Guess there’s always next year.
There’s always next year
See the water
Feel the wind blow
The river never flows too slow
Saying hard rain doesn’t mean the clouds will stay
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3. |
Good Crieff
03:22
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4. |
Alister & Katrina's
03:42
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5. |
Honey Dew
03:32
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I was alone when the light of the moon said
‘Maybe you should build a road’
Raised my shovel through the night to the dawn
Knew I should work until the dirt was gone
Prayed my thoughts they’d rest a while
Still they drift - like smoke - to a golden smile
Sure as rivers run they run.
She’s come round in a silk-white gown
Trying to draw my eyes away
She’s come round in a silk-white gown
She’s trying to close them
Sing a sweet tune
Sweet as honey-dew
Someday the song’s gonna turn my head
but not today
Bathed in peach lamp light
I sat down to write
A novel or a poem or two
Words as fresh as February dew
But she’s twirling around the edge of my room
Humming her golden tune
I hum along for a moment
For a moment I wanted to.
When a thirst came on I went to her place just for one.
Life’s a faded book
She makes it look like the sun in June.
Like Hollywood.
I want to swim in her river.
I want to swim in her river just one more time.
One more time
Every day until I die.
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6. |
Tuction
03:24
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7. |
Cold Clay
02:57
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I started northward before the rooster’s crow
Clouds above
Dirt below.
Turning soil for nothing to grow
Wishing on some sunlit grove
Days crawl on slow as January snow
Drifting deep against the bend
Still, seasons turn sure as river-water flows
You’ll drown in the flood trying to see the end
Spend all your wages just to feel something
This stone isn’t diamond, it’s cold clay
In the morning work starts again.
This stone isn’t diamond, it’s cold clay.
An old friend called past before the end of day.
Half-set sun
Half-poured liquor.
She said ‘You don’t know your best days until they drift away
A grey glow in a dirty mirror’
Lay your head down
Sky of cherry plum
Wild geese flying low
Do you think they whisper of how far they’ve come?
How far they’ve still to go?
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8. |
Becky's
02:20
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9. |
Prelude
00:55
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10. |
Adelaide's
02:57
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11. |
Sun That Hugs The Ocean
03:26
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The sun has fickle mind, a more fickle mind than me
Maybe someday I’ll head away ‘till the sand parts from the sea.
Dreaming of my true love, should I find the time.
Oh the sun has a fickle mind, a fickle mind.
If I had a guitar string I’d play it endlessly
Singing of my baby, lips of sweet cherry.
Sing in the Summer, Winter into Spring.
Oh if I had a guitar string, a guitar string.
If I had a golden thread I’d sew my love to me.
Soon I’d miss the distance we used to hold between.
Drift asleep beside her, wishing on an empty bed.
Oh If I had a golden thread, a golden thread.
Make me a boat of elm and I’ll row myself to sea.
Soon I’d miss the anchor that never let me leave
Thinking on my darling, lonesome at the helm.
Oh make me a boat of elm, a boat of elm.
Fly me to a foreign land for the two of us to meet.
Sun that hugs the ocean, bright as silken sheets.
In time I’ll pine for winter, snowflakes on my palm.
Fly me to a foreign land, a foreign land.
When I’m done with wandering, whenever that may be
Could I look behind me to see you didn’t leave?
Will the breeze dance through me, cold across my skin?
When I’m done with wandering.
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12. |
That's Me
04:06
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Gnoss Glasgow, UK
Glasgow based folk band.
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Gnoss: a dynamic four-piece of fiddle, flute, guitar and
bodhran that tackle energetic tune sets and driving folk song with a "maturity of ability many of a greater age will envy" (Living Tradition).
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