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Dry Grass & Shadows
03:11
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There are things that I've seen in my head
While I'm sleeping in bed
That do not wither
In the morning light
They take me back
Oh! They take me back
To the dry grass and the shadows
Thinking "I'd like to look at your teeth"
Lined up in perfect rows
A maze of children's feet in orchard trees
Where the flat lands stretch
Inside your mouth
And when you laugh
All the Star thistles stumble out
The strong spines of valley hills
All over grown in gold
Look softer than a spool
Of old silk thread
But if we walked them
With our feet
I'd be pulling
Spines and barbs and foxtails
From your skin
There are things that I've seen in my head
While I'm sleeping in bed
That do not wither
In the morning light
They take me back
Oh! They take me back
To the dry grass and the shadows
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White As Diamonds
03:36
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I've known mornings white as diamonds
Silent from a night so cold
Such a stillness calm as the owl glides
Our lives are buried in snow
I was sifting through the piles
In my hand a tangled thread
Each patient tug upon the snarl
Is a glimpse of what has been
Burdened bands gave strong hands
Gaping holes where diamonds should be
Must've been the morning that stole them
A glint of white in the pocket of winter
Some hearts are ghosts
Settling down in dark waters
Just as silt grows heavy
And drowns with the stone
I've known mornings white as diamonds
Silent from a night so cold
Such a stillness calm as the owl glides
Our lives are buried in snow
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Age Old Blue
03:59
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The sea beneath the cliff
Is the blue in my mother's eyes
That came from blue in her mother's eyes
Thrown on down the line
By our family who worked the field
On borrowed land, above the ocean
My family worked the field
On borrowed land
The higher hills, higher hills
Do not, do not provide for
Hearts sewn of coral and moss
Where rain doesn't flow beyond the stream
And water is captive to the well
There was a gentle man
I've always known his children's songs
Blue eyes were hardened by the war
But still he went on singing
Night can't hide a man
When his eyes are tearing
The night can't hide his cries;
"There's only a few of us left"
The higher hills, higher hills
Do not, do not provide for
Hearts sewn of coral and moss
Where rain doesn't flow beyond the stream
And water is captive to the well
I've known that age old blue;
Eyes and homes with sirens tunes
Has left a deep desire
For a home beside the water
Shady rhythm calms the night
And that voice is never still, you know a voice is never still
And a voice is never silent
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To Be Still
05:26
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Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there?
Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand?
There's a wolf inside the cave, and another in the clouds
I've seen them chew and gnaw on the shadows in your eyes
It's here at home I'll wait
For your wanders to be still
And I won't drag my feet
In what ever dirt you track in
Will you look at me when your face shows the lines of years?
While you've been away, I have needed your strong hands
The California hills could surely welcome us back home
But the way toward the crop of gold is not far from the snow
It's here at home I'll wait
For your wanders to be still
And I won't drag my feet
In what ever dirt you track in
La di da di da............
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Take Us Back
04:43
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Atop the crags and cliffs the air is thin
So we'll find a mountain path on down the hill
Meet me where the snowmelt flows
It is there, my dear, where we'll begin again
Skipping stones
Braiding hair
Last years antlers mark the trail
Take us back, take us back, take us! Take us back
I've a friend who lives out by the rivers mouth
He knows the fiddle's cry is an old sound
A lonesome bow, the creaks and moans of empty houses
Are songs like falling rain
Wind blown buildings
Muddy ground
The strength of water can sink a man
Take us back, take us back, take us! Take us back
When the higher hills have turned to blue
And the waves are lapping where the children grew
All that we have known will be an echo
Of days when love was true
Muted voices, just beyond
The silent surface of what has gone
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The Alder Trees
03:27
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I can hear the elders whispering
In words so sweet and low
The alter trees are listening
To songs been sung before
My friend and I collecting
Skeletons of leaves
Making tiny piles
And sifting through the weeds
Wind blows the tiny green helicopter seeds
Oh! Wandering
In days unfolding
With paths fashioned
Of mud and snakeskin
I think about the ladies
Who weren't allowed to sing
Sewing all their pretty rows
Of thread instead of seed
And what about the black braided sisters of Marie?
We sat upon their grinding rock
As children used to be
Beneath the knotted pine at the garden's edge
Oh, laughing!
Little girls clapping
And ghosts weaving
Our hair to baskets
I can hear the elders whispering
In words so sweet and low
The alter trees are listening
To songs been sung before
My friend and I collecting
Skeletons of leaves
Making tiny piles
And sifting through the weeds
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My Brambles
04:58
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Sun is dancing, my darlin'
Arms been holding me all morning
The sea is so far from home, my darlin'
If we'd only feet it is here that we'd roam
Oh! If we'd just two feet it is here that we'd roam
And your arms would be keeping me all day
'Cause your love calms my brambles
And your hands bring me sweet lavender
The glow will dance into the mountain
Darkness falls upon the canyon
And when the heat is gone, my darlin'
Please come gather me
Oh! Please come gather me, my darlin'
'Cause your love calms my brambles
And your hands bring me sweet lavender
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The Ocean
03:42
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She was always walking
Singing to her footsteps
Dirt ditch paths and pine cones
Digging up glass bottles
Rusty springs from feather beds
Old hub caps on the picket fence
She planted beds of flowers
And stayed outside for hours
In spirit, she's drifted to the ocean
All those years of waiting for the water
She's watching long shadows call in the tide
But this sunset by the sea is in her mind
The sunset by the sea is in her mind
She was always hoping
To someday leave the mountain
Domestic chores and children
The darkness of the winter
And painting all these mermaids
Wandering to the seashore
She wanted him to follow
But his heart is with the hillside
In spirit, she's drifted to the ocean
All those years of waiting for the water
She's watching long shadows call in the tide
But this sunset by the sea is in her mind
The sunset by the sea is in her mind
These days, you'll find her walking
Singing to the deep sea
But she will always love him
Lost up in the mountains
The sunset on the ocean
Gathering shells and beach glass
And dancing with the rolling waves
It gives her peace of mind
But she will always love him
Lost up in the mountains
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Every Path
04:12
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All the back roads
All the highways
Distant countries that I've past through
Every path has led me back to you
Every path has led me back to you
Down by the river by the light of the moon
I feel the echo of your current in my core as I roam
As I roam…..
When I'm around, I want you near
Handsome fellow, will you hold me dear
I've seen blue eyes and straight white teeth
Golden minds and sturdy feet
But every path has led me back to you
Every path has led me back to you
Down by the river by the light of the moon
I feel the echo of your current in my core as I roam
As I roam……
Put your head upon my breast
My little darlin', I know of restlessness
My little darlin', I know of restlessness
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Tatted Lace
04:47
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Gold 'round those fingers shone
Bound for to carry home
Fond of the flattest field
But you know
There are bones buried deep down below
Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
And put so far away
Oh! So far away
Novels we don't write
Hearts been lost in fight
Skin in the black of night
Love is a sinking kite
Tatted lace frail figure graced
That has since been torn and stained
And put so far away
Oh! So far away
Gold 'round those fingers shone
Bound for to carry home
Suit case filled with stone
Snow keeps me alone
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Lady Divine
05:12
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When the day, when the day falls to the line
At the end, Oh! the end of my time
I call to the dark "take the bones off my back!"
And I chant to the black "you were my lady divine!"
'Cause my children are in hiding
Mortar and pestle they grind
Songs whistled through white teeth
Do scuff the days
Those songs for children to sing!
When the chairs are tucked into the fading song
And the silver of their pores has grown long
Oh! they call to the dark "take the bones off my back!"
And they chant to the black "you were my lady divine"
They glowed like a bitter wine in their bellies
'Cause the bones have been removed
From their hunched over backs
And their children are all grown now
Mortar and pestle they grind
Songs whistled through white teeth
Still scuff the days
Those songs for children to sing!
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Alela Diane Portland, Oregon
Alela Diane is a Portland, OR based singer-songwriter who grew up amongst the winding rivers and golden hillsides of Nevada City, CA. As a girl, she listened to her parents harmonize bluegrass songs in the kitchen, and began writing her own folky songs when she moved to San Francisco at age 19. Since then, Alela has been releasing albums and touring extensively through Europe and North America. ... more
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