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I walk through the scented air of summer's blooming
Into the frozen air of winter's dying,
And as tears inside me fall
The pain of old wounds
Call me to mend them,
And I realize once more
That things done before
Have no ending.
I feel the cold of eve slowly waning.
As sun burst rays of warmth overtake me.
And the twisted seeds of doubt
Which spread my sins about
Lie parched and withered.
Claims me at last
For it's not over.
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Swansea ft Rowan
05:19
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If you want to come on down
Down with your bones so white
And watch while the freight trains pound
Into the wild, wild night
How I would love to gnaw
To gnaw on your bones so white
And watch while the freight trains paw
Into the wild, wild night
How I D-Twain
How I D-Twain
If you want to come on down
Down with your bones so white
And watch while the freight trains pound
Into the wild, wild night
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As I was walking through the forest
Looking up at the Milky Way
Always taken by the magic
Of every single day
Tall pine trees were all around me
Snow capped mountains up above
And my heart is filled with gladness
Of all the things I love
When I wake up
In the middle of the night
Just to question what is wrong and what is right
I find my answers
It's always true
The path leads to
The beauty of you
In this world filled with wonder
As we circle around the sun
Every moment it is measured
And not just the treasured ones
When I wake up
In the middle of the night
Just to question what is wrong and what is right
I find my answers
It's always true
The path leads to
The beauty of you
The simple beauty of you
Words & Music Jimmy LaFave
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Somebody said
She’s biologically blue
No matter how long you wait
She’ll never work it through
But, I don’t care what they say
They can call me crazy too
I’ve fallen deep in love with
A girl biologically blue
Nobody knows
The way that she feels
But everybody talks about her
Over their Sunday meals
She had a heart of gold
Not a heart of steel
And when heart was broken once
It never healed
And how I love her so
I know she tries to let me know she knows
But only
Her sadness shows
I know she’ll love again
I just can’t say how soon
Maybe when the morning breaks
Maybe by the next full moon
So go ahead
Roll your eyes
I’m not like the rest of you
I’ve got faith in the girl
You call biologically blue
And how I love her so
I know she tries to let me know she knows
But only her sadness shows
I know she’ll love again
I just can’t say how soon
You say there’s something off
In her brain
I say it’s just a very bad mood
So go ahead
Roll your eyes
I’ve fallen deep in love with a girl
Biologically blue
I’ve fallen deep in love with a girl
Biologically blue
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Funny Time of Year
These silent words of conversation
Hold me now this adulation
See me now
Oh it's easy now
Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be
And I only hear
Only hear the rain
And many rains turn to rivers
Winter's here
And there ain't nothing gonna change
The winds are blowing telling me all I hear
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees
Turning now I see no reason
The voice of love so out of season
I need you now
But you can't see me now
I'm travelling with no destination
Still hanging on to what may be
It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent crying has taken me in this year
Oh it's a funny time of year
There'll be no blossom on the trees
Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be
It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent crying has taken me in this year
It's a funny time of year
I can see no blossom no blossom on the trees
Falling like a silent paper
Holding on to what may be
It's a funny time of year
I can see
There'll be no blossom on the trees
And time spent crying has taken me in this year
It's a funny time of year
I can see no blossom no blossom on the trees
Songwriters: Beth Gibbons / Paul David Webb
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When the thought of you catches up with me
It can happen any moment
Without reason or right
It might be right around the corner
Or it'll come up from behind
A picture that I thought would fade
But I still clearly see
When the thought of you, catches up with me
It can happen on a Sunday drive
The sky above a shade a blue
Heading down some lonesome highway
Then you come into view
Mile after mile goes by
But you're all I see
When the thought of you, catches up with me
When the thought of you comes to mind
It'll carry me away
To a better place in time
It can happen in the dead of night
Or any day of the week
Sometimes you'll come find me
When I'm in bed asleep
And I'll have that dream about you
And I sure love what I see
When the thought of you, catches up with me
When the thought of you, catches up with me
When the thought of you, catches up with me
Songwriter: David Ball
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Stella Blue
All the years combine
They melt into a dream
A broken angel sings
From a guitar
In the end there's just a song
Comes crying like the night (wind)
Through all the broken dreams
And vanished years
Stella Blue
When all the cards are down
There's nothing left to see
There's just the pavement left
And broken dreams
In the end there's still that song
Comes crying like the wind
Down every lonely street
That's ever been
Stella Blue
I've stayed in every blue-light cheap hotel
Can't win for trying
Dust off those rusty strings just
One more time
Gonna make em shine
It all rolls into one
And nothing comes for free
There's nothing you can hold
For very long
And when you hear that song
Come crying like the wind
It seems like all this life
Was just a dream
Stella Blue
Songwriters: Robert Hunter/Jerry Garcia
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I find my fields of devotion
Have grown to keep me from your door
Although my life is an ocean
My heart was reaching to your shore
But the rain came down on everything
This time I really need your smile
But the rain came down on everything
I only held you for awhile
The sky was open for your love
Your eyes look like a million stars
What is my worth? so unsure of
The moon is not so very far
But the rain came down on everything
This time I really need your smile
But the rain came down on everything
I only held you for awhile
Why do I hear you calling
For someone else to touch your hand
How could my soul be falling
Into a strange and different land
But the rain came down on everything
This time I really need your smile
But the rain came down on everything
I only held you for awhile
Let the rain come down on everything
I only held you for awhile
Let the rain come down
Songwriters: Roy Wood
The Rain Came Down on Everything lyrics © Roy Wood Music Ltd
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Blues Run The Game
Catch a boat to England, baby
Maybe to Spain
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues are all the same
Send out for whiskey, baby
Send out for gin
Me and room service, honey
Me and room service, babe
Me and room service
Well, we're living a life of sin
When I'm not drinking, baby
You are on my mind
When I'm not sleeping, honey
When I ain't sleeping, mama
When I'm not sleeping
You know you'll find me crying
Try another city, baby
Another town
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues come following down
Living is a gamble, baby
Loving's much the same
Wherever I have played
Whenever I throw them dice
Wherever I have played
The blues have run the game
Maybe tomorrow, honey
Someplace down the line
I'll wake up older
So much older, mama
I'll wake up older
And I'll just stop all my trying
Catch a boat to England, baby
Maybe to Spain
Wherever I have gone
Wherever I've been and gone
Wherever I have gone
The blues are all the same
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Years Gone By ft Rowan
03:48
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Years Gone By
Years gone by start to show
I still wait for the door to close
When you go, when you go
I don't know myself anymore
What might have been you'll never know
Time's a thief and stole the show
Long ago, long ago
Nights turned slow
Thunder would roll
Winters rise white as snow
Right as I turn around to go
The wind blows, the wind blows
Caught in the cold
A wheel for my shoulder
Fires rage across the bow
Warning shots failed again somehow
Without you, without you
I'll never hold
Young hearts grown old
I don't know myself anymore
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Fallen Leaves
You are only pretty if you disappear
And you must be beautiful for them my dear
Whatever before you wanted to achieve
Is lost to this love to turn to fallen leaves
The fallen leaves that cover everything
Must lie together all in your eyes
Then you can live among the privileged
Oh but don't appear to be more than mine
I am only pretty if I disappear
I see myself and wish me gone
When others strive to keep themselves alive
I rise and fall in this crowd alone
My love for you is like the morning
That at the window wants to come in
But still, the curtains twitch and shudder
The house where I'm supposed to live closes again
With every step, this light gets stronger
And more of my face and skin is seen
I see the light fall on my children
And I fight for them and myself again
And here I am my island, my home
And pretty flowers all rot and fade
The scent of death does nought to cover me
Nor does the water all around my bed
Oh, when will I embrace my darling?
Your head and hair in the lonesome night
No matter what I do or say, my love
Or where I walk on these blistering feet
You are only pretty if you disappear
And you must be beautiful for them my dear
Whatever before you wanted to achieve
Is lost to this to turn to fallen leaves
Songwriter; Eliza Carthy
© Eliza CarthyTopic Records Ltd (PRS)
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I Remember You
I remember you
You were full of broken bones
I tried to bring you cigarettes
You said just leave me alone
I remember you
You were locked in a padded room
I tried to teach you solitaire
You just hollered at the moon
I remember you
I remember you
I remember you
We were Bonnie and Clyde
We thought we'd go down in history
I guess we changed our minds
You're a hundred worlds away now
I'm sure it's for the best
You're practically a stranger now
But you stand out from the rest
'Cause I remember you
I remember you
I remember you
You told the stories of your scars
We kept each other's secrets
And slept in empty cars
I remember you
I showed you how to kiss
I let you shoot my hats off
'Cause I knew you wouldn't miss
And I remember you
I remember you
I remember you
We would've died intertwined
We talked in tongues of a kinship
We could only deny
Now you think you're anonymous,
A masked face without a name
But I know you're one of us
Underneath you're still the same
And I remember you
I remember you
Songwriter: Eilen Jewell
Publisher rights; Bear Music
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SomeRiseSomeFall Ireland
SomeRiseSomeFall is a community of songwriters, musicians and creatives based in Cork. It brings together artists such as
John Blek, Rowan, Anna Mitchell, Kevin Herron, Marlene Enright with producer Brian Casey, to interpret & reimagine songs for unique new recordings.
Their forthcoming album titled ‘No Simple Highway’ looks at loss, grief and enduring love and the transformative powers of music
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