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Star City
03:46
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Star City at the edge of the galaxy
I temper your measures with the pleasure of the blue sky
And the wonders of the coastal dunes nearby
Sky people, the muse in the nimbus cloud
The higher the harmony the clearer you can see
Straight down the horizon, are you dizzy
Murmurations keep you steady
Take the long view, take the long view peninsula
You'll find you're not alone no matter how you try
Time traveller, unraveller of the yet unknown
Ease the thunder in your throat, there is no morning after
Oh my darling, does your heart beat
With the peepers in the green grass
Spring creeps in, a ripple on the breath of wind
Does the colour of your eyes change at the water line
Head down to Llwaco, scuttle sideways
And remember you've got arms for days
Take the long view, take the long view peninsula
You'll find you're not alone no matter how you try
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Gemstone
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Soft Feeling
03:37
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Soft feeling slick in the underbelly
Hang steady as the light leans in to stroke
the velvet of the loosening limbs
A wild wind slips straight through the fingers of your hand
Soothing and an angling to land squarely on your love’s lips
Kiss your friends faces more
They will lend their hearts to you
When you’re blasting they will hold you
Know your light through their eyes
Know their eyes through your light
How did they know you as a young one
Oh I see you now as your were then
Just a tender bean, a golden thread
Bundled with the memory of love
When the body blurs the lines
Where does hers end and yours begin
We are singing the songs of old
The shape of love is taking hold
It’s a golden molten
It’s a golden molten
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Moondance
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Songs of Longing
03:57
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Songs of Longing
There’s a last time for everything
Do you need it to mean something?
I’m knee deep in my needing it to mean something
All through the Similkameen Valley, oh I had you my mind
You know I love to meet you there from time to time
Yes and how many songs will we sing about the longing?
All of a sudden baby I’m short on time
Yes and how many songs will we sing about the longing?
My friends all know it well, sing it’s praises, ring it’s bells
It’s dwelling in the chambers of our hearts
There’s a first time for everything
Do you remember the feeling?
I’m knee deep in my needing to remember
All through that lonesome day
That lonesome Chevron off the Crow’s Nest Highway
You know if I had it my way you would be there too
I remember the feeling of you
Yes and how many songs will we sing about the longing?
All of a sudden baby I’m short on time
Yes and how many songs will we sing about the longing?
My friends all know it well, sing its praises ring its bell
Light its incense, weld its metal,
Grow begonias on its windowsill, sleep softly in its groundswell
Still it’s dwelling in the chambers of our hearts
Yes and how many songs will we sing about the longing?
How many songs will we sing about the longing?
How many songs will we sing about the longing?
How many songs will we sing about the longing?
About the longing? About the longing? About the longing?
About the longing?
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Hour and the Glass
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Passing Clouds
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Strange to my Mind
04:25
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Strange to my mind
Peering out the open window
But I see I have gone blind
Strange to myself
In the pieces of my name
Will I find myself again
Strange to my heart
Oh it's beating every day
Both the pleasure and the pain
They go up in the same smoke
So let it linger a little longer
Like the sweetness in the veins
Strange turn of phrase
All the layers of our lifetimes
As on our waters rage
Strange to my song
All the longing in the lungs
There rests a poem on the tongue
So if you're still you will know the angels hum
Strange to this moon
At the window seat of time
Is it mellow in the mornin’
Is it holy in its stormin’
Does it come into its shine watching mine?
Strange to this death
Oh the body’s just a story
It’s map so full of windows
And stones piled in the meadows
And the roses resting gently at your door
Strange to my mind
Peering out the open window
but I see I have gone blind
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Blooming Heather
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Dana Sipos British Columbia
cosmic folk from the west coast of Turtle Island.
"Spellbinding" - Vents Magazine
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