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Walked Off
03:00
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Walked Off
Gulls turning in the sun
Gliding then flying on
Watching them weave, watching them leave.
Dark clouds against the blue
Shadows that slowly move
Time’s up and gone… travelling on
They walked off the edge
Fell into the sun
And down we went my darling
Down we went my lovely one.
Come let me hold you hand
Come help me understand
What drives you on, where you are gone.
Gull turning in the sun
Trembling life unsung
Dandelion true, my love for you
We walked off the edge
Fell into the sun
And down we went my darling
Down we went my lovely one.
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Master Kilby
04:27
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Master Kilby
In the heat of the day when the sun shines so freely
I met Master Kilby, so fine and so gay
He swept off his hat and he bowed to the ground
I said Master Kilby, oh where are you bound
I’m bound for the west where I hope to find rest
In the arms of dear Nancy I’ll build a new nest.
She’s the fairest of girls she’s the choice of my heart
And her skin shines like sliver in every part.
And if I were the master of ten thousand pound
In bright gold and silver or in King William’s crowns
I’d part with it all with my own heart so freely
It’s all for the sake of the charming Nancy.
I gave her some kisses it was down by the seashore
But still she came asking – she stayed asking for more.
I’d part with it all with my whole heart so freely
It’s all for the sake of the darling Nancy.
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Hereford Garden Dreaming
03:20
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Hereford Garden Dreaming
Bright travelling stickle-sun
Darts over the bumble’s hum
Each, each to their own somehow
Round, round and full-grown
Cold wooden tears
Carpeted floors
Cold wooden fears
Carpeted sores
Blue, blue as a summer’s fly
Taut whispering wings pass by
Each, each to their own somehow
Round, round and full-grown
Cold wooden tears
Carpeted floors
Cold wooden fears
Carpeted sores
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Hymn 5th
01:50
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Hymn Fifth
Men of England you are slaves
Bought by tyrants, ruled by knaves
Yours the toil, the sweat, the pain
Theirs the profit ease and gain
Men of England you are slaves
Hear the stormy tempest rage
Tis the Nation’s voice I hear
Shouting, liberty is near
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Polly Vaughan
06:08
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Polly Vaughan
Come all you young fellows who carry a gun
Beware where you’re shooting when the night’s coming on
Young Jimmy met his true love, he mistook her for a swan
And he shot her, and killed her, by the setting of the sun
He straightway ran over, he found it was she
He was shaking and trembling, his eyes scarce could see
Polly my dearest your troubles as done
Farewell my own true love, I’ll hold you no more.
Then Jimmy went home with his dog and his gun
Crying, uncle oh uncle have you heard what I’ve done?
I met with my true love I mistook her for a swan
And I shot her, I killed her by the setting of the sun.
Then out came his uncle with his locks hanging grey
Crying Jimmy, oh Jimmy don't you run away
Don't leave your own country til the trial has been done
For they never will hang you for the killing of a swan.
On the day of the trial Polly’s ghost did appear
She cried to the jury, let Jimmy go clear
Down among the green rushes as the evening came on
He shot me, he killed me, by the setting of the sun.
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Tall Trees
02:33
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Tall Trees
Far from here, where the wind blows
Where old trees stand tall.
In the north, where the wind blows
Where the field birds call.
Waiting here as the swallows fly
Autumn’s gold – the days wander by.
Now, as the year turns around
The time you’re gone grows long.
And I know that you wait for me
Where old trees stand tall.
You count the days when the north wind blows
When the sun shines warm…
Wishing that you were home again
By my side, in my arms again
Home – where the cold wind blows
And the cold rain falls.
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Grace Lies Down
05:16
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Grace Lies Down
Grace lies down, she lies, and she waits. She waits here for a sound, hears whispering in the fields - wind blows - she sits up now, as the old, time’s tide darkened beams yawn and stretch their limbs. These beams – once tall trees.
Grace lies down, she lies, and she waits…
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8. |
An Arrested Moment
04:56
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"One summer morning I stepped out. I was aware only of this point in time.
The arrested moment of casual detail. The unsorted rubbish of now" Laurie Lee
An Arrested Moment
If I were to leave this place - this blessed earth enfolded dome
Could I carry with me -
Wood smoked filled air
The heavy swollen scent of apples
Rolling light over trees on the facing slope of this valley with no river.
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