1. |
Slice of Infinity
01:52
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Purple skies, yellow flower
Riding butterflies for hours
Golden eagles show the way
To where the fox-bear children play
Solving puzzles, burning candles
Play the strings of time
Take the key, climb the tree
Child, know your rhyme
Art will shield your eggshell heart
Let it feed your soul
The dark will bite, the night will pounce
Imperfect can still make you whole
Make your mark, hot blood dark
For your hand time will bend
Ring the chime, just in time
The journey has no end
Turn thrice round, don’t look down
Step by step you’ll find
The path is made of lilac wishes
Leave your sword behind
And the moon, smiling low
Blows on like a windy tide
Fox-bear child, know your rhyme
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2. |
Strength in the Fire
03:15
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The moonlight it was dancing cross the path onto the stones
A light burned warm and calling to a place I did not know
It burned a dozen colors it’s soft light held a song
A voice I knew and yet did not “Our love’s what makes us strong”
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Never let the light die
Never let the light die
The sharp wind wrapped around me as I huddled against the cold
And listened to this voice that I’d never heard before
The edge of light held teeth against the unknown cold
It held back all I could not see and all I did not know
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Never let the light die
Never let the light die
The voice held no time, it held no age, it held no will
One voice became a choir across the evening still
My mind was thrown across the dark to places voices filled
Voices raised in anger confusion and ill will
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Never let the light die
Never let the light die
Though the battles rage around us and be they lost or won
The truth burns within us we are the fire all along
No price is too high to sing our final song
To raise the flag of peace once more our love’s what makes us strong
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Burn, children, burn!
Never let the light die
Never let the light die
Our love’s what makes us strong
Our love’s what makes us strong
Our love’s what makes us strong
Our love’s what makes us strong
Onward!
The moonlight it was dancing cross the path onto the stones
Our light burns warm and calling to places we do not know
We burn a dozen colors our light still holds our song
Our voices will carry onward “Our love’s what makes us strong”
Our love’s what makes us strong
Our love’s what makes us strong
Our love’s what makes us strong
Listen
Listen
Listen to the flame
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3. |
Shadow Moon
02:36
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The New Moon has another face
That’s very rare to see
A face of world’s beyond this
Or any dreamt in your philosophy
And if you might be ready
You may stand and you may see
The Shadow Moon turn day to dusk
Dark disk with silver wreath
Shadow Moon, shadow moon
Cast your dark light upon me
Take the sunlight from my sight
Show me what I need to see
Shadow moon, shadow moon
Take what must be cut away
Steal it into your dark moonlight
In your shadow it will stay
You shine too bright
Without cobalt 14 glasses to see
Until you cast your shadow
In sweet totality
Corona color rainbow
shining out across the sky
You play across the waking world
We hold your light in silence
Shadow Moon, shadow moon
Cast your dark light upon me
Take the sunlight from my sight
Show me what I need to see
Shadow moon, shadow moon
Take what must be cut away
Steal it into your dark moonlight
In your shadow it will stay
Moon to burn the candles black
A dozen years til you come back
Another path you’ll take
Another people you will seek
But your lessons we will take
Your vision we will carry
With us onward on our journeys
Recall the day we touched a...
Shadow Moon, shadow moon
Cast your dark light upon me
Take the sunlight from my sight
Show me what I need to see
Shadow moon, shadow moon
Take what must be cut away
Steal it into your dark moonlight
In your shadow it will sta
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4. |
Theatre Major Blues
02:12
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The first time I killed a man
His name was Caesar, he was a friend
But some men just need killin’
And that was the plan
Until the director shouted ‘hold!’
And we took our notes as we were told
Yes, that was the first time I killed a man
When you tread the boards
You do what you must do
That’s the way of
Them Theatre Major blues
The second time I killed a man
It was Guildenstern & Rosencrantz
They were dead,
as they always feared
The tragedians were a chorus quick
Of love and blood and rhetoric
The second time I killed a man was weird!
When you tread the boards
You do what you must do
That’s the way of
Them Theatre Major blues
The last time I killed a man
Graduation was on the horizon
But the Scottish Play
Had me in its grip
Floating daggers, off with Macduff
Only three murderers makes it tough
But at least the last time I killed a man was quick
When you tread the boards
You do what you must do
That’s the way of
Them Theatre Major blues
Fine Arts ain’t no picnic
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5. |
Mamaw's Kitchen
03:04
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You may come in the front door but the back’s the place to be
Cause Mamaw’s in the kitchen and there so much to see
In her house there are no idle hands she’ll put you to work for sure
Cause in Mamaw’s Kitchen there’s always room for more
They say that the kitchen is the heart of every home
And this one is special it’s the one we call our own
No matter how far away our lives may let us roar
We’ve still got Mamaw’s kitchen in the kitchen we are home
Stepping out the back door to gather what you need
Thyme and sage and corriander a pinch of dill weed
Making friends with the rolling pin knowing where to stand
Learning all the recipes you can only learn by hand
They say that the kitchen is the heart of every home
And this one is special it’s the one we call our own
No matter how far away our lives may let us roar
We’ve still got Mamaw’s kitchen in the kitchen we are home
Flour as a weapon of mass destruction when it spills
Hounds begging for every scrap and mopping at your heels
Laughing about the last time we were all gathered here
And every time before that peeling back the years
She’s still over my shoulder in that kitchen now and then
She’s been gone for ages but I remember way back when
Hold on to her traditions in every memory
And I keep my kitchen in the name of all that she taught me
She always said the kitchen is the heart of every home
And this old house still filled with her
The kitchen’s now my own
The back door’s always open so if you feel alone
I’ll be in Mamaw’s kitchen in the kitchen we are home
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6. |
When Monkey's Fly
02:54
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You call me a villain you whisper my name
Just because I don’t play that wizard’s game
I deal in magic, not illusion and trick
Til a house fell on the road of yellow brick
Those ruby slippers were meant to be mine
But a child was thrown in my way
I would not be denied
So I cursed her with pride
The dark would win this day!
Sweet little child, you’re not my concern
You’re not from around here, but you will soon learn
I will not be jilted, I’ll have what is mine
But take cover when the monkeys fly
That wizard is one wicked mister
Shed not a tear when I lost my sister
A farm house fell out of the sky
But the white opportunist came fly-ing!
A bubble of white just to show her might
Stole from my sister, once gone
Her plan unrolled, lion and scarecrow
And a tin man before the day was done!
Those ruby slippers were meant to be mine
But a child was thrown in my way
I would not be denied
So I cursed her with pride
The dark would win this day!
Sweet little child, you’re not my concern
You’re not from around here, but you will soon learn
I will not be jilted, I’ll have what is mine
But take cover when the monkeys fly
I know what I am
I am sin with a hat
Everyone loves a good witch
But it’s so good to be bad
Emerald tears still melt my heart
But a gambit was headed my way
So I’ll warn you, she’ll drop a house on you, too!
If Glinda thinks theres something to gain
Beauty and danger go hand in hand
The north wind is not what she seems
She was the one to win in the end
No witches, no wizard, just she!
Those ruby slippers were meant to be mine
But a child was thrown in my way
I would not be denied
So I cursed her with pride
The dark would win this day!
Sweet little child, you’re not my concern
You’re not from around here, but you’ll soon learn
I will not be jilted, I’ll have what is mine
But take cover when the monkeys fly
Yes take cover when the monkeys fly
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7. |
Seaside Evening Market
03:18
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Down on the shores in the laughter of Selkies
Find the hidden pieces of the sea kept well by sweet kelpies
It may cost you the voice you had at thirteen
If may cost you the fire of the next ten words you breathe
The price is always high enough to pay without a thought
To touch and see the things you know all man should not
Sisters of the tides are we
Bound by sand and salt and sea
Selkie, mermaid, siren daughters
Keepers of the holy waters
To be had in the bigger cracks
Of the boggy, broken world
All wrapped in the torn seal coat
Of a savage Selkie girl
There’s a place for those who always know the watery way
And never let the rocky road keep them from their play
Find Kelpie girls and sweet black pearls black sands from Pelee’s heart
Treasures of sunken pirates, to shells that tell stories for a start
Hold the shell up to your ear and hear a tale of woe
Hear the roar of a Kraken’s hurricane or the song of a sirens glow
Sisters of the tides are we
Bound by sand and salt and sea
Selkie, mermaid, siren daughters
Keepers of the holy waters
To be had in the bigger cracks
Of the boggy, broken world
All wrapped in the tattered vest
Of a sassy kraken girl
But not all the maids you’ll find are here to show their wares
Some are here for other purpose some fair, and some nefarious
So careful now to let your heart be stolen by the sea
Or be held by hands or woven bands of her daughters that need to feed
Of a maiden or a Selkie gone astray she’s not here to make her way
Because like the tide at full moon she’ll never stay
Sisters of the tides are we
Bound by sand and salt and sea
Selkie, mermaid, siren daughters
Keepers of the holy waters
To be had in the bigger cracks
Of the boggy, broken world
All wrapped up in the silken scales
Of a silvery mermaid in pearls
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8. |
The Mermaid's Scar
02:45
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There are tales of ocean creatures all sailors come to fear
How they rise from coral darkness whenever ships draw near
If you sail in Mermaid waters take care and bring your best
And hold fast to your soul for mermaids will take the rest
Some say the cliffs are red with the blood of sailors bold
Some say the reef will grind a ship from its crow’s nest to its hold
Faces fine as faeries they bewitch a sailor’s mind
They feast upon the flesh of man leaving only bones behind
Few things can chill a sailors heart
Like a red sky at morning
But there are other fearsome things
That come with little warning
A ship without a name
Brings misfortune like a tide
Such that even a red sky at sunset
Comes with no delight
The Captain stayed on watch the moon cast no light
something moved in the water against the current’s might
In moments he beheld a face to make a painter blush
She asked why the ship has no name she’d never seen one such
Said the captain, she’s a fine ship by any name at all
Said the mermaid, then our supper will be nameless when it falls
The captain called All Hands on deck as deck pitched and hull did creak
The mermaids shrieked like demons the sails burst open to catch the breeze
Few things can chill a sailors heart
Like a red sky at morning
But there are other fearsome things
That come with little warning
A ship without a name
Brings misfortune like a tide
Such that even a red sky at sunset
Comes with no delight
The ship was stuck and battered, but she held to sailor’s luck
And as she reaches open water the mermaids did give up
The captain kept the helm, with his first mate by his side
And the ship, though worse for going, sailed off into the night
And so the tale it traveled in mouths of sailors near and far
And the ship at last she had a name she’s called the Mermaid’s Scar
Few things can chill a sailors heart
Like a red sky at morning
But there are other fearsome things
That come with little warning
A ship without a name
Brings misfortune like a tide
Such that even a red sky at sunset
Comes with no delight
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9. |
Gargoyles of New Orleans
02:36
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Not in Nashville, not in Little Rock but deep in New Orleans
All across the quarters there are sights to be seen
But one that goes unnoticed a curious curio
Are the eyes on every corner that follow as you go
Guardians of lonely hearts and children in the quarters
They’re never in the same place twice and not much for taking orders
But always know the witch queen left something good behind
Marie Laveau will let you know ‘this city is still mine!’
Guardians left by Dear Old Queen Marie
You’ll see them on the churches quiet in sunlight
And you’ll see them on the lampposts staring down in the night
Some of them you see and some of them you don’t
But all of them have are on the loose even if you never know
Guardians of lonely hearts and children in the quarters
They’re never in the same place twice and not much for taking orders
But always know the witch queen left something good behind
Marie Laveau will let you know ‘this city is still mine!’
Guardians left by Dear Old Queen Marie
Wings of stone
A word is carved
In tongues unknown
Except by one heart
Eyes of red
Honor her name
May her legend
Ever reign
Not in Nashville, not in Little Rock but deep in New Orleans
All across the quarters there are sights to be seen
But one that goes unnoticed a curious curio
Are the eyes on every corner the gargoyles always know
Guardians of lonely hearts and children in the quarters
They’re never in the same place twice and not much for taking orders
But always know the witch queen left something good behind
Marie Laveau will let you know ‘this city is still mine!’
Guardians left by Dear Old Queen Marie
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10. |
Children of the Flame
03:15
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Darkness holds me close
Like an old, old friend
But I’ve come to know
I must stand on my own
The road is long
And sometimes I will get burned
But I survive and show my scars
Proud of all that I’ve earned
In my skin are the lessons I have learned
Finding fire....in every step on the road
Finding fire....in every drop of rain
Finding fire....in your every word
Finding fire....and rising up again
We are the children of the flame, we do not bend
Time and tide will cool
The heat on my skin
Sometimes you have to burn it all
and start again
I still listen
To the voices of the trees
Hear the wind, soft
Blow the message in the breeze
I burn when others falter and I am free
Finding fire....in every step on the road
Finding fire....in every drop of rain
Finding fire....in your every word
Finding fire....and rising up again
We are the children of the flame, we do not bend
Without witness, without reward
It’s the life that we must lead
Burning the forest
To make room for new seedlings
I walk in flame
But I do not burn alone
I hear the footfalls of those
Who know well this road
We who burn will always know our own
Finding fire....in every step on the road
Finding fire....in every drop of rain
Finding fire....in your every word
Finding fire....and rising up again
We are the children of the flame, we do not bend
Finding fire....in every step on the road
Finding fire....in every drop of rain
Finding fire....in your every word
Finding fire....and rising up again
We are the keepers of the flame until the end
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Dorothy, what do you say
I know that you don’t want to stay
But why go home to a place that makes you cry
And what is home but a place you call your own
Mirrors sometimes lie, but mine can take you past
Your cyclone sky
Honor all the little girls
With worlds set out before them
Honor all the fair maids
Who never told their story
Never settle for silence
When there’s always another door
Every chance is just a tumble
Down another rabbit hole
Spinning skies and mirrors
Each will carry you away
Each one a new door
If you know the words to say
See a place where no one tells you
You have to be the same
With a name like yours
It’s time you became a hurricane
After all the sinning scarecrows, and the lying lions
After the all the heartless men
Of steel and stone
After all the wicked wizards
Who swore to take you home
After all the faithless fairies, their sins you need not carry
Let them go
Know that if you stumble
You get back up again
The only thing you have to fear is
Failing to begin
I’m only here to tempt you
I won’t carry you myself
The choice that you must make is all your own
But either way, you’ll still be carried away
Will you finally take command and take both our lives
in both our hands?
Honor all the little girls
With worlds set out before them
Honor all the fair maids
Not allowed to tell their story
Never settle for silence
When there’s always another door
Every chance is just a tumble
But this time, choose your own rabbit hole
Spinning skies and mirrors
Each will carry you away
Each one a new door
If you know the words to say
See a place where no one tells you
You have to be the same
With a name like yours
It’s time you became a hurricane
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12. |
Gatekeeper
02:01
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Edgewalker, what will it be, today
You who would choose the darker way?
You come to learn, from the keeper of keys
But I don’t choose the path that you’re here to see
In the silk of night, in the fire of day
The steps you take, the words you say
You’ve come this far, but now stick with me
I keep the door open, the keeper of keys
Singer of symbols, writer of songs
You come seeking answers, but your journey’s still long
You come for the silence, so the visions may come
But some doors don’t open, not even my own
In the silk of night, in the fire of day
The steps you take, the words you say
You’ve come this far, but now stick with me
I keep the door open, the keeper of keys
Traveler, self-chosen one
You think you’re the only one
All who seek must find their way
Even the one who chooses to stay
There’s a reason you’re on your own
I call those who wander home
I will show the safest way
But to this place, I still remain
In the silk of night, in the fire of day
The steps you take, the words you say
You’ve come this far, but now stick with me
I keep the door open, the keeper of keys
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13. |
Nachthexen
02:50
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We witches have our broomsticks
Allies call them paper planes
For each has only canvas, wood
And an engine to their names
On moonless nights we fly
On silent winds, we glide
Our targets hear nothing but the wind
When suddenly it’s raining fire
When we are told we can’t be soldiers
We take to the sky
We will fly until our enemies smolder
Night witches
Nachthexen
From us
There’s no protection all is fair
And this is war
You never hear the one that gets you
A silent night until the fire is next to you
Leave naught but ashes in our wake
Our enemies know their mistake
Though we are told we can’t be soldiers
We take to the sky
We devastate all in a flash
Night witches
Nachthexen
From us
There’s no protection all is fair
And this is war
You cannot see us, you cannot hear us
You cannot stop us, but you know to fear us
Never send a soldier to do a witch’s work!
Our work is done, our engines roar
Back into the skies we soar
Our spell is cast, our curse is set
Our prey all pray we’d never met
Though we are told we can’t be soldiers
We take to the sky
We devastate all in a flash
Night witches
Nachthexen
From us
There’s no protection all is fair
And this is war
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14. |
Solstice
03:16
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The seeds are planted they’re growing strong
The fruit trees bud as the days grew long
We dance our feet on the drum of the mother
Hand in hand we feed the light in each other
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Open yourself to the light at the break of day
We each seek something in the coming of the dawn
The seed we’ve planted more than just in the ground
What will we reap from all that we’ve done
What will we become ‘neath the midsummer sun?
Pass around the sweet summer wine
Pass around the sweet summer wine
Pass around the sweet summer wine
Pass around the sweet summer wine
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Open yourself to the light at the break of day
Light in our hearts in our bodies, our spirits
Light that we carry with us all year
Light in our hearts in our bodies, our spirits
We light the way we will never fear
Our planting labors done
The longest day has come
Tonight we have our fun
Here comes the sun!
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Leap through the fire don’t be afraid
Open yourself to the light at the break of day
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15. |
Within the Snow
02:30
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The universe is sometimes harsh
So much out of control
But sometimes the message is so clear
And heavy enough to take a toll
Caterpillars think that life is over
Til they fly to new worlds
It’s easy to think that winter is forever
Until spring unfurls
Where only moonlight touches
Lay the secrets left unknown
But their silent truth is held
Within the snow
The cold can hold us in our tracks
But we make our own heat
We make our own demons
Our own villains to beat
We’re each the sum of choices
Most our own, though some are not
We keep all that we choose to
We keep fighting no matter what
Where only moonlight touches
Lay the secrets left unknown
But their silent truth is held
Within the snow
Work hard, play harder
Joy is the fiercest flame
Fan it, let it roar within
It doesn’t deserve to be be tamed
We pick up the pieces
Of those who came before
We learn from their legacy
In their footsteps in the snow
We are more than our footprints
But fill your with laughter
So that you can still bring smile
To those who follow after
Where only moonlight touches
Lay the secrets left unknown
But their silent truth is held
Within the snow
Within the snow
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Garden rows, tinkling bells
Sparkly stones to play on
But if harm should ever come to her
Out come the nightmare guns
Our lady love, she dreams us real
And we love her right back
But if you wanna date her, we better like you
Or you’re not coming back!
In the plumbing, in the walls
Between the books and cracks
We’re the eyes that you feel watching
Just behind your back
We love our dancing lady
We’d follow her through hell
And any who annoy our love
We’ll take them there as well
She dances in the firelight
We dance within the flame
She doesn’t know we live here, too
But she somehow knows our name
Small and wiley, dark and fast
We’re legion through and through
We love our dancing lady
And you better love her, too!
The trickster bird and the wizard
Play music past midnight
Jamming with Orpheus
Past the early light
They once lived in the window box
But now in an old guitar
Gathering the traveling tales
Of their clan from near and far
Tracing back the bunny clan
The tree down to the root
And when it’s done, every song’s been sung
Orpheus passes on his lute
Hair barrets go missing
Keys just disappear
A dream once filled with color
Washes grey with darkest fear
We’re eye for eye, tooth for tooth
We’ll never be too tame
For everyone who hurts her
Is a target for our games
Come dancing with our lady
And we’ll never do you harm
And we promise not to nip your toes
If you leave a shiny charm
And so we keep our lady safe
To dance and sing each day
But keep your darker thoughts from her
Or we’ll come out to play
In the plumbing, in the walls
Between the books and cracks
We’re the eyes that you feel watching
Just behind your back
Small and wiley, dark and fast
We’re legion through and through
We love our dancing lady
And you better love her, too!
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Cheshire Moon Ames, Iowa
Cheshire Moon is a fanciful melding of trickster bird Lizzie Crowe and mad hatter Eric
Coleman.
These two-time Pegasus Award recipients are part of the growing music genre known as MythPunk, bringing old gods and folk tales into modern day, and bringing faerie tale princesses into the light of dark magic.
They weave journeys of song and story, bringing their listeners along for the ride.
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