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Rising
04:49
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Everyone has a story to tell
In a secret jar, high up on a shelf
With a tiny spoon you can help yourself
But you’ll never know the depth of the well
In every heart there’s a window frame
Painted glass against the rain
Press your lips upon the pane
Reach inside, carve your name
When the love is cold winter slowly folds
Deep inside your head on a feather bed
Drink the blood of Christ stain your lips with lies
Cause nothing tastes as nice, in your heart you want to fight
Before the snow falls between your toes
In that cold morning glow
And you know you might sink like a stone
All on your own
It’s how you grow rising up from below
All the love I have claimed
Sleeps on the floor in the bed I made
When your body begins to sway
Like a child in your arms I misbehave
But if I could have you now, I would tell you somehow
We were led astray by our beautiful decay
I drank the blood of Christ stained my lips with lies
Cause nothing tastes as nice when your heart was next to mine.
Before the snow fell between my toes
In that cold morning glow
And I know I might sink like a stone
All on my own
It’s how you grow rising up from below
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2. |
Primrose
03:14
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Will you come home
And walk in the garden
See how much it’s grown
See all the ground
Full of the blossoms
Seeds that we have sown
Winter was cruel
It tore us apart dear
But oh, the light has grown
Will you come home
And walk in the garden
See how much its grown
Winter was cruel
It tore us apart dear
But summer winds are blowing…
Some morning I’ll find you
And I’ll wrap myself around you
If we can pass through
The wild shades of noon Primroses
Darling I’ll sing for you.
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3. |
Sing Out West
05:22
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I am a soldier
Marching with his gun
Pointed at the sun
Someone else’s fun
Hunting the Sparrow
That flies around my head
With tiny balls of lead
And a handful of bread
Sparrows on the wing
Raise their voices sing out West
Old church bells they ring
Like a bullet in the breast
Pouring the water
Little Sparrow’s dead
A place to lay his head
While wild roses grow red
I am a soldier
Still I march in vain
Where silver bullets rain
A war I can’t explain
Sparrows on the wing
Raise their voices sing out West
Old church bells they ring
Like a bullet in the breast
Take this life Hallowed by the flame
Hold it tight one more soldier taking aim
I was a soldier
Marching with his gun
Pointed at the sun
Someone else’s fun.
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4. |
Blood Moon
03:43
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We were three days out upon the ocean
When the wind began to groan
Climb the top mast young sailor
Can you point our vessel home?
‘I’ll go, I’ll go my captain dearie
But can you hear somebody sing
Sounds like voices cloaked and weary
Breaking hard against the wind
No shore! No shore!
No shore beneath my feet
No shore! No shore!
We’re lost at sea
Water rolling round my knees
Hang on boys I’ll steer us East
Look to the moon all bloody to sea
There’s something neath the waves and it needs to feast
Hang on boys there’s a light to the West
If we pull a little harder, we’ll make it I bet
Do you wanna die or just get a little wet
The song you’re hearing is the best one yet
So, heave and ho!
Heave your heart like a stone
Heave and ho
Or watch it go down below
There’s a light on the horizon
And it glows, it grows
So, I row my boat
I row my boat
I’ll row this boat.
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5. |
Bells
03:25
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Lately I have sown small holes
Where the rain creeps in
It’s cold as it runs down my skin
But I like how it fills
The places you’ve been in
Stepping up will I sink or swim
I have dug a well
It’s where I go when I’m unwell
It goes all the way down to Hell
When I raise it up
I hear the Bells
I lift a cup and drink to your health
It’s all over too soon
It’s all over too soon
It’s all over too soon
This one’s for you…
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All The Brave Hunters
All The Brave Hunters is the artist’s name of songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Alain McFadden. A current member of Award-winning folk group Ye Vagabonds, this EP ‘Painted Glass’ will be his debut solo release.
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