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Atho
00:21
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Atho we go whirling over, Atho we go …
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2. |
The Windrow
04:27
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The Yarra of Warburton
clashing cocoons ripping through the
Mirrors of what we see
glancing upon the screen of promise
Which one is your world?
Which one are you sure about?
Take all your favourite dreams
arrange them in patterns plenty
No matter how deep you dive
into wells of circumstances
Windrow, Windrow,
Drift like a curtain - Speak like thunder!
Teapots at Yarraglen
masking mountains leaping clover
Caravans in the dawn
carting musk and sandalwood
Which one will you choose?
Which one knows and questions you?
Hazelnuts in the breeze
carrying embers of delusion
Why don’t take your drum
and unleash the memory of you?
Windrow, Windrow…
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3. |
Which Of These Worlds?
04:49
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and here's a world in which I can fly,
and here's a lake I skim like a mermaid,
here's a world where I'm imprisoned,
here's a pentagram of spells
that take a shape and burn like fire,
and here's a world where I beg for my life,
and here's a pleasure screamed with delight,
and here's a street I stalk as a vampire,
here's a world where I am a queen,
and here's a world where love reigns supreme,
and here's a world where I cannot walk.
And which of these worlds will I cry for?
And which of these worlds will I yearn for?
And which…. world did I choose?
And which of these was I thrown into?
and here's a lever lowering a bridge
that's leads to castles far in the wood,
and here's a carriage in which I ride
to my demise, my execution,
here I dance with daggers of steel
and here I run with wolves to the sea,
and here's a plate where poison is placed,
a gun to end the life of a rebel
here is snow where a life did expire,
and here's a banquet filled with mirth,
and here's an edict that would make
a billion people into slaves,
and here's a hole that leads to my freedom,
here's a shroud concealing a grail,
and here's a flag, and here's a sail
to take me to the next galaxy.
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4. |
Spin - Hurdy Gurdy mix
02:28
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Moon stay: in your eyes I swim …
Tune fray: tell me where you spin?
Down in the valley of size
Where the treasure slips by
The roving eye finds -
You sway to me:
Spin one more day.
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Moon stay: in your eyes I swim …
Tune fray: tell me where you spin?
Down in the valley of size
Where the treasure slips by
The roving eye finds -
You sway to me:
Spin one more day.
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6. |
Birch Wandering
04:19
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Did I hear you say they’re wandering?
They’re rendering the seas and seasons
And I hear they are wondering why
They would wander to their home in the sky -
O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering
And for the rendering, the hopes ‘n’ horses
When my feet are tired on moss an’ grasses
O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering
Soon, o’ how soon the Autumn comes along!
Here, yes even here, no-one will know you.
Over me the loneliness of trees
Rest ‘n’ rustle rolling over me
O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering
And the humming of your hopes ‘n’ horses,
For the tendering and wondering why –
O’ the wandering, O’ the sundering
O’ how soon, how soon…
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Escalder's Tree Ride
04:02
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You want me down darling, let me be!
For I am in love with the Lord of a Tree
And I’m riding to the good Sir Malder …
Saraway told me he was lithe* as the wings of bees
But he got his blood from the Mountain -
Told me I’d find him in the body of Tree
Where his blood flows back to the Mountain -
So I stole through his spirit
Like a beetle in the shivering seas,
I was lost in here for centuries – for the love of Tree!
Of the seven seas inside you, Time is only one:
I stirred them all as I floated through
And then my fingers touched the ground.
(Sometimes in singing this, I replace 'lithe' with 'fleet'. Just a whimsy.)
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8. |
Canterville
04:41
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When a golden girl can win
prayer from out the lips of sin
When the barren bough bears
and a little child gives away its tears
Then shall all the house be still
and peace come to Canterville.
A golden girl can win
from the lips of sin
Come to Canterville!
And the ghost spoke again
And his voice was the wind
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The Green Pentacle
03:20
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Bow, your shield’s at ease.
How many virtues are these?
Count round your pentangle down to three:
Which courtesy would you now break for me?
Now, I’ll hunt to kill!
Your every wish to fulfil;
Master’s out, and the servants are all asleep:
I’m… your love and shall be still.
Keep my girdle green,
Dream, we are not who we seem:
So a good knight would have claimed a kiss
From the wife of the Grim Man in Green.
Face in the Leaves… leave the hunting to me!
I’ll ride you down, I’ll ride you free…
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10. |
Ceracini
02:23
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Ceracini dance in me
Hear the children playing in the street
Where the nut and brown berry speak
Ceracini laugh and leap
Down the muddling chestnut trees
Marble echo under my feet
Some were known and some never seen
Sister-father, mother me.
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11. |
Poppet Plum
03:01
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He is on the stair, he knows you:
Take your seats inside the tune.
The marionettes are there, listening through you,
Human dreams hang in this room.
Believe their faces, they know you,
Their souls are waiting by their feet
To hold your graces, and your failures,
Not so far above the street.
Poppet Plum, stamp and run
Bobbing thumb, swing your drum
Hand to hand, son to son
Till the Human Tale is done.
Old as this town, old as this man,
With a bagpipe and a bell
Tin-tap, lights go down: time for dancing hands!
They can show what we can’t tell.
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There’s a red briar, in my garden
Dressed in fruit she carries but once a year
There’s a changeling, in my cradle
With a phantom laughter and pointed ear
There’s a black crow, at my window
With the hollow eyes of a seer – oh!
Tell me, do you know the Witch in the Wood?
Come Robin, tell me - have you seen the Witch in the Wood?
I’ve a stable, by the old tree,
And her walls of spiderthorn tangle my hair
There’s an ocean, in my cauldron
And the earth’s belly is aching for more
There’s a piper, on our hillside
If you won’t follow I’m going alone – oh!
Tell me, how to find the Witch in the Wood…
Come plover, show me – if I am the Witch in the Wood
Oh seer, you’ll wake the witch in my blood!
For I am, mother, oh I am the Witch in the Wood.
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13. |
Kunmanngur
07:16
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down in deep of dawn, where bough was horn
a word was born
roam in rune of rain, your reel is flame
we call your name -
Curlew and Eagle
Pulloo-Pulloo, Karan
Kar Kork and Weirk
Tarduk… Darimun
Kunmanngur! Kunmanngur!
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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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