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On The Wicker Table
02:31
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On the wicker table
I left you a letter
And the branch to an olive tree
The last time I saw you
You begged me to touch you
But I would not mislead
It’s time for me to
Move to the country
When I’ve no one to sing to
I’ll sing with the birds and the trees
I’ll live in the mountains
That overlook the Hudson
And I’ll wear a ring of leaves
I can’t hear my song
Over the sounds of the city
Yet I went along
With the sounds of the city
And you never heard
A word come out of me
On the wicker table
I left a cup of tea
And the branch to an olive tree
It’s time for me to
Move to the country
All I ask is that the city
Remember me
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2. |
Tree Of Life
02:30
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We birds must be so strong
To hold ourselves up
On branches so slender
We will evade
We will evade
We will evade the huntsman
But the huntsman
Saw lies in
The finch’s eyes
And the huntsmen
Heard sins in
The hummingbird’s hymns
So the huntsman decided
That birds must be divided
And it must be done by him
We will evade
We will evade
We will evade the huntsman
But did he know
Of the cardinal
That lived just long enough
To see his children
Hatch eggs of their own?
Did he see
The brother bluebirds
Who flew in together?
Did he see
The swallow study
Small worms in the ground?
Did he see
The dove keeping
The sick safe and sound?
We will evade
We will evade
We will evade the huntsman
Did he know
Of the plover that cleaned
And looked over
Not only other birds
But crocodiles as well?
Did he see
The partridges nursing
Their empty nest?
Did he hear
The old songbird
Who lead the
Morning’s melody
When the other
Birds were at rest?
We will evade
We will evade
We will evade the huntsman
We birds must be so strong
To hold ourselves up
On the Tree of Life
We always said
We would evade
But now the huntsman
Has arrived
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3. |
Evergreen
01:39
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I’ve weaved leaves between my fingers
An attempt to self-obscure
Trees breath the air of freedom
I’ve always wondered
When it’d be my turn
The evergreen trees outside my window
They call me to rise
They see me to sleep
And they taught me
There is freedom in learning
To put yourself first
Yes, hail tapped the window with urgency
But, the trees whispered reassurance
“You’ll see when you’re ready”
And they taught me
There is freedom in knowing
You put yourself first
Trees grow weathered yet remain evergreen
I’ve grown weathered
I’ve grown evergreen
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4. |
Colorado Girl
02:52
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I'm goin' out to Denver
See if I can't find
I'm goin' out to Denver
See if I can't find
That lovin' Colorado girl of mine
The promise in her smile
Shames the mountains tall
The promise in her smile
Shames the mountains tall
She bring the sun to shining
Tell the rain to fall
It's been a long time, mama,
Since I heard you call my name
Ah, been a long time
Since I heard you call my name
I got to see my Colorado girl again
Be there tomorrow
Mama, don't you cry
Be there tomorrow
Now, mama, don't you cry
I got to kiss these
Lonesome Texas blues good-bye
I'm goin' out to to Denver
See if I can't find
I'm goin' out to to Denver
See if I can't find
That lovin' Colorado girl of mine
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I trimmed the wick short on
The candle you gave me
So the flame wouldn’t get too tall
I got a new mosaic tray
And a porcelain holder for it
But the candle didn’t have
Much time to smolder
Farewell to a flame blown away
There was a ring around
The winter solstice moon
We let the smoke drift in
Rings around your room
The candle brought in light
The moon never came in right
But the candle didn’t have
Much time to smolder
Farewell to a flame blown away
This fire caught on too fast
You know, a candle can’t last
Unattended for too long
After everything’s burned
After the embers fade
The fragrance of flame still
Lingers for a day or two
We put the music on high
And the flame began to dance
Our clothes blazing costumes
Our shadows fire’s consequence
Our voices became weak
Became deep from the smoke
But the candle didn’t have
Much time to smolder
Farewell to a flame blown away
This fire caught on too fast
You know, a candle can’t last
Unattended for too long
After everything’s burned
After the embers fade
The fragrance of flame still
Lingers for a day or two
I can feel the warmth of the flame blown away
Farewell to a flame blown away
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