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Anthony's Fire
02:35
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A small haunt to grow graceful
set fire to the wood
farewell, farewell
I remember it good
sing a prayer to St. Anthony
may you find what you're looking for
and a smile
for her family
little sisters' little moods
the young child who picked newts
for her potions boil
red eft in the leaves
salamander in the green
come wander with me
we'll say, 'my, how we've grown'
may your dreams be pretty
dreams
sweet dreams
where the ivy crawls
sweet dreams
may we never grow old
out the window she would stare
dark brown waves her hair
she steps quietly through the gloom
quietly to her room
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Summer Haze
04:43
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Pennsylvania Rose
03:59
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In Mom's Garden
01:44
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Imp's Song
03:05
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Path of None
02:07
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while on your path I fell astray
how all the trees now look the same
no longer knowing my way
I take to leaves
to find shade
how long must I wander
these old byways?
evermore. forevermore,
among the deadly nightshade
among the bees and birds I pray
in the cauldron
of the fates
many questions of faith
in the riddles of the tongue
many races we've run
in the city
in the sun
all with weeds now overrun
how long must I wander
these old byways?
evermore, forevermore.
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Fireflies in June
03:01
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Susannah smiles
she is very kind
she floats down a river
of muscadine wine
where low branches hang
lend me your hand
lift me to the moon high
I'll give her a wink
lift me to the moon high
out of my sinking ship
let us go and see the fireflies
the fireflies in June
maybe tonight
or maybe not
or maybe we'll all just sing another song
floating down the river
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Three Ravens
03:39
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9. |
As Winter Begins
03:00
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on a crow's tongue
the wind and the rain
as winter begins
I watch the puddles gather rain
nothing matters when we sing..
nothing matters when we sing
nothing matters when we sing
come back to me when you can
I really understand
where you are in your life
but all is well on Halloween night
its my favorite night
I carved every face to scare you away
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I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
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Mike Bruno New Jersey
"Opium-den float rock." ~ The New York Post
"Bruno delivers lullaby-esque ventures into misty graveyards." ~ Freddy's Backroom
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