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Black Coyote
03:06
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I see you resting in the grass
See you looking back as I pass
Dark as soot against the crest
Starry blaze across your breast
Eye to eye my black coyote
Nearing then you slip away from me
Hidden disappearing in the trees
Heard you in the evening gloom
Howling to a silver moon
All alone my black coyote
I wish I were you, winnowed to the bone
Shadow pilgrim on the scree, phantom of the fallen
Black coyote
Last night I heard an owl in a tree
Come the sun a few deer stood with me
As for you it's been a while
Time will measure every mile
Fare thee well my black coyote
I wish I were you, winnowed to the bone
Shadow pilgrim on the scree, phantom of the fallen
Black Coyote
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2. |
Swift Song
01:58
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We're not made to sit on fences
We can't perch on a wire
Once tumbled from the nest
We're on the wing forever
Skimming over dawn lit lakes
Gaping mouths stretched wide
Devouring the insects
On breezes where they ride
Wheeling, screaming, round church spires
Like the Devil's curses
Gathered tight in rising flight
We disappear at vespers
To sleep aloft, 6000 feet
We surf magnetic flow
We skirt the storms of August
And hurricanes below
We're off to Argentina
Mating on the way
Time to weave a nest
And tuck it in a cave
Each season's gift, a million swifts
Adrift in heavens dome
Above the clouds, so near the stars
The weather in our bones
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Morning Message
03:14
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Pretty sure the morning said "Come on."
All her beauty sailing along
Little cotton tail pause on her way
We both listened to what Morning had to say
She said love is no illusion
She said hope is a magician
Imagin what could be
Don't you want to see
Love, hope you and me
Can you feel another's grief know their pain
In strangers can you see all the ways we're the same
At your table set a place for those in need
Give voice to the voiceless
Plant that seed
We say love is no illusion
We say hope is a magician
Imagine what could be
Don't you want to see
Love, hope, you and me
Forest, mountain, ocean
Creatures great and small
Nothing lives without them
We need them all
Can you walk the earth in gratitude and wonder
Imagine we could live without terror and plunder
From caveman to spaceman one million years gone
Let's not end it now, we must not get this wrong
Because love is no illusion
Beacause hope is a magician
Imagine what could be, don't you want to see
Love, hope, you and me
Pretty sure the morning said "Come on."
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4. |
Polar Bear
03:14
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The polar bear of Sandness farm wispers in our dreams
Speaks to us of all we fear and many other things
He's told me that the walrus and caribou agree
This land of ice and bitterness will be the death of me
High upon the glacier a frigid wind does blow
Casts away our meager hope to show what we must know
It is for the demon in his boat of skin
To flourish in this howling waste of devils, death and sin
For God has turned away from us
And will not heed our prayers
The cursed voice of Polar Bear
Rumbles in our ears
Remember how the grass grew tall and thick in meadows here
Cows grew fat and many ewes had two lambs every year
Sickness seldom came, hunger stayed away
Ships came here to trade with us and marvel at our ways
For God has turned away from us
And will not heed our prayers
The chiding voice of Polar Bear
Thunders in our ears
Now summer chokes on ice, anyone can see
This desolate and haunted place will be the death of me
Will be the death of me
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5. |
Dance of the Trees
03:15
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In my garden an old oak is living
More than a century her bounty she's given
Acorns aplenty, windbreak and shade
From all her children a grove she has made
They bend in the breeze invite me to play
Sweeping me up in their magical sway
Fully outlandish bejeweled in leaves
My frineds of enchantment the guardian trees
Dance of the trees, Dance of the trees
Dance of the trees
Dance of the trees, dancing with me
Out on the street I'm sure to see
Wherever I look trees are dancing with me
Sometimes they tell me "It's hard to survive
In all this concrete, how can we thrive?"
Each tree is a wizard, balancing life
Nourishing earth from breath, water and light
Titans who shelter, "We temper the sun
Hear what we say before we're undone!"
Dance of the trees, dance of the trees
Dance of the trees
Dance of the trees, dancing with me
Deep in the woods spirits abound
Gods and goddesses traipsing around
Waltzing with wood nymphs in lichen and moss
By glow of starlight, to leafy applause
One day I'll lay down in my forest of oak
Give up my body, strengthen their growth
Some spring I'll arise, a sapling like them
To dance with the magical trees once again
Dance of the trees....
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