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The Throng On The Pier
03:59
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Can you see the eyes in the sky?
Can you hear the sign in the rock?
I need a room in which to think -
Out on the heath, guiding the leaf
Deliver the boon of eternal life …
Can you see him down in the gloom?
Through the white lakes of the moon?
Will he come back?
But he died in someone else’s dream
Never to speak of love,
Never to flee the temptations of …
Down in the scream of bellowing fear,
Trains arrive for the Throng on the Pier
Bearing gifts from the lost year -
Athena! Love me as much as you can!
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The Lily And The Rose
05:11
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The maidens came when I was in
My mother’s bower, I had all that I would
The bailey beareth the bell away
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay!
The silver is white, red is the gold
The robes they lay in fold
And through the glass windows shines the sun
How should I love, and I so young?
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The maidens came when I was in
My mother’s bower, I had all that I would
The bailey beareth the bell away
The lily, the rose, the rose I lay!
The silver is white, red is the gold
The robes they lay in fold
And through the glass windows shines the sun
How should I love, and I so young?
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Waterwood
02:17
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Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood
I saw a butterfly on a bicycle -
Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood
I heard a dragonfly brush your pie.
Who loves a life too much to die?
Who would make enchanted drops for human eyes?
To see the world through magic eyes:
Wind and water and sun and rain and moon alight!
Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood
I saw a little girl dancing in a tree -
Way over the windtorn wainscotting waterwood
I heard a tambourine in the sea.
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Stone Lake
05:38
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You have traded places with the water
You have traded places with the air
You have carried sorrow to the fire!
Watched it turn to ashes in the rain…
Drift through fields of your sand
to where birds sing of their troubles -
And the burdens of the denizens
of cities washed in green flame,
step onto the rainbow and fly!
to where an ancient ship waits moored to your pain:
Time will drift inside you ... Turn your dream to grey
Love will take you over ... Lay you like a bay
Stone Lake! (shimmering to fade!) Stone Lake!
The anchor flung at last on board, his eyes ablaze with love
for your lost soul hidden in your hair …
You’re the one! You’re the one we’ve been looking for!
Without your mind the prism couldn’t find its lost design -
Why do you hide? Why?
When you stumble you look inside, over regions of the sky!
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Me and the Machine
05:04
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You sway in the lush torn scarf of my life
Your hands are the tender bow of your mind
You play in the sound of Me and the Machine:
No handwriting allowed!
No manuscript of older days,
No Books of Hours -
No calendar of stars,
No calligraphy of love!
No secret letters -
Passed along the Grid,
Sent beyond the Grave …
No handwriting allowed!
Me and the Machine
Is this the beautiful me? Or just a machine?
Is this … Me and the Machine?
Me and the Machine
Never said that we agreed on who was real
And which of us will be
Mistress of the Reel
To define the scene, and defy the sea
If I can fool you, can you fool me?
It’s you and me …
You and me and the Machine.
Me and the Machine ...
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Light on the Wall
04:25
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Maybe I should live on the other side of the wood?
well, maybe
And maybe my life is lived somewhere else?
well, maybe
And maybe they’ve buried my thought in salt?
well, maybe
And maybe I’ve seen the face of a ghost?
well, maybe
In your room my tune
Is a moving Loom on a bone
In my home your moan
Is a secret I’ll never know
Light on the Wall, before
I came - to your Night Call
Light on the Wall, before
I came - to your Night Fall
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The Seventh Ingress
03:25
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Improvisation / Invented Lyrics
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Paint the Wind
03:46
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Paint the moon, paint your room
Paint the inside of you -
Paint your hair, paint your words
and the Memory of birds
Paint the light, paint the sky
and your wild, wild eyes!
Paint the wind, paint the shadows of your candelabra.
And if …
- they pack you in boxes you’ll paint off the lid!
- they shut you in darkness you’ll paint your way out!
- you find yourself falling you’ll catch yourself
somewhere down low, near the rainbow
where your brushes are starting to grow.
Paint your night on the rain
Paint your flight from pain -
Paint the Sun and the Moon
and then tear them apart once again.
Paint your heart on your tomb
Sing it red and blue,
Paint your Fall, paint it all
on your crumbling walls -
Oh! Colour the stones where they fall!
Paint the wind, sing the wing
Paint your time of Spring … paint your Time …
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Poem by Mark: 'Come Aboard'
Come aboard!
The ship is waiting.
We’ve reserved a seat for you.
You’ll recognize some of the people here:
There’s one who’s been waiting a thousand years for you
And here’s one who’s been dying
to finish a conversation with you 350 years ago
And here’s a book of unfinished poems -
do you remember these?
And you thought they’d been lost to oblivion.
Lyrics of Ophelia's Song, traditional:
How should I your true love know, from another one?
By his cockle hat and staff, and his sandal shoon.
He is dead and gone, lady, he is dead and gone;
At his head a grass-green turf, at his heels a stone.
White his shroud as the mountain snow, larded with sweet flowers;
Which bewept to the grave did go, with his true-love showers.
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We grow accustomed to the Dark –
When Light is put away –
As when the Neighbour holds the Lamp
To witness her Goodbye –
A Moment – We uncertain step
For newness of the Night –
Then – fit our vision to the Dark –
And meet the Road – erect –
And so of larger – Darknesses –
Those Evenings of the Brain –
When not a Moon disclose a Sign –
Or Star – come out – within
The Bravest – grope a little –
And sometimes hit a Tree
Directly in the Forehead –
But as they learn to see –
Either the Darkness alters –
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight –
And Life steps almost straight
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Dancing over Acheron
08:19
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Dancing with him, dancing in my room
Sun and Moon meet, me and my Dead Groom
Aching over, aching oh, my dear
Setting sail on, Over Acheron…
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burning, turning, longing, roaming, glimpsing, murmuring, sshh!
moaning, sinking, seeking, golden, glancing, gold and green,
gleaming, beholding, gloaming, dancing, reaching, seeding, searching,
laden, lushing, glistening, leading, shimmering, luring, touching,
brushing, haaa!!!! gliding, shining, glowing, glimmering, shimmering,
yearning, rolling, in darling, glimpsing, sinking, daring, turning,
whirling, shimmer, golden, hold me! – can’t stand, constant… sshhhh!
hearing, listening, sshh! glistening, gleaming, glancing, glimpsing,
turning, limber-lancing, shimmer… shimmer… down, ah, hhhhaaa…
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Louisa John-Krol Australia
Louisa is an Australian singer, composer, writer & faery storyteller who has released many albums of ethereal music on indie labels, primarily in France. She's completing a fantasy series, The Elderbrook Chronicles, with a soundtrack.
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