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Daughter of The Moor
07:49
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One man coming twice to see
The part he left behind
Endlessly the apathy comes
drifting down the line
All men come here twice to see
the daughters left behind
The fields and haze can dissipate
the ghost of family life
Live diminished infinity awaits beyond
the field and grain
look and leap affability will
keep the personality inside
copacetic infinity begins with ending
the liturgy of our so
human inclinations to live beyond our chosen time; this time of year, she comes
One man coming twice to see
The part he left behind
Endlessly the apathy comes
drifting down the line
Live unfinished, all your days,
beyond the hour the flowers made, remain
try to mend
the days that end
With heavy heads and twilight in the clouds
tend your life beyond the flowerbeds.
Old man coming twice to see
the part he left behind
Endlessly the apathy
comes drifting down the line
Look and leap affability
will keep the personality inside
So live diminished infinity awaits
Inside, if we live without mind
Take a good look around and see your bad side
Tend your life beyond the flowerbeds
Tend to life beyond your head
Tend your life beyond what’s been and gone before
If you wait, it’s too late, it’s too late
Begin, begin, begin to see the end
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2. |
The Craft
06:34
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What is left here to believe in,
when magic doubts its own name?
Contemporary alchemies replaced the unexplained.
Tell ourselves that we still see
with roses in our eyes…
And conjure up excuses while we wait in line.
Bewitch our lives again,
pray to the god of nine to five
and then, pray further to the god of content.
Spellbind our modern hearts.
Take my voice and my pride
take all that I have left, cos I’ve
got no voice and no pride,
just the hole that magic left.
Take my voice and my pride
take all that I have left, when I’ve
got no voice and no pride,
I’ll have magic back again.
Take the trees and brew possibilities with another paper potion
Imbue the days with what your spellbooks say, and conjure things to speak devotions
But forget the proles as disillusion grows that the magic words you sell us
are less than those we once had, now we know that the money made the magic go.
There’s magic in your hands
There’s money failing that.
There’s magic in your hands
There’s money failing that.
Save money if you can.
Save money if you can.
Save life if you can.
Save money failing that.
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3. |
Larkspur
07:53
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How the larkspur begins to grow
before the settled sediment can mend the yesteryear?
How the leaf and petal yet can sing
when wilting go the passers by who linger here?
How could the willow sigh, for me today?
How could you pause nothing at all?
Between my heart and all the grass beyond a garden wall
are better pastures trodden in pursuit of being promised more;
Between the lights are cast the trees I fell - so grow the days
In seeking out a question, I’ve cut the wood to line your grave.
I mapped the path I took here
but never marked my home in haste.
How the blackwood hymnal sets a tone,
so measured by significance to each and every tepid soul?
How the ground might swell with time’s repast,
soon reckoned to its starting form and by the grey stone marked.
How could the willow sigh, for me today?
How could you pause nothing at all?
Between the life I could’ve settled for, and the one chosen
am I caught and drawn, so quartered in decisions old?
Between the plots of unfamiliar forms, so do I walk
to see the bloom in full and question steps I took before.
I mapped the path I travelled by but never found a home at all.
Never, never (rpt)
How could the willow sigh, for me today?
How could you pause nothing at all?
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4. |
Merlin
07:18
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5. |
Tupelo
05:43
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6. |
Witchfinder
07:33
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The day thins again, when the morning comes
And the fallow faun lies rusting in the light.
Beyond the glade, is made, a sign
Amidst the shade, red blades of life.
Beware the witch.
The day ends with memories, of younger things
Of a girl, who lay rusting like the deer.
But fog can tell the stories well, but ne’er so well as she
the one who hides between the saplings and the dead things, so I
Look through the witchfinder’s lens.
Look through the witchfinder’s lens.
Behold the witch.
This saprogenic aging facet of my heart will be
atoned with all the forest’s lines and all it’s symmetry
Although this odyssey, might take the toll of me,
It’s all the sodomy revenge will bring these
Days
Days
Days
Another battle in the dark is made my ecstasy
another change that I might take at least a part of these
sins, that I accumulate, pursuing her of late,
I’ll trade this life of mine if I can end her
Days
Days
Days
Beyond the light, beyond the sea, beyond the novelty
these are the witches that plague us, the witchfinder sees
Beyond the light, beyond the sea, beyond the novelty
these are the witches that plague us, the witchfinder sees
Beyond the light, beyond the sea, beyond the novelty
these are the witches that plague us, the witchfinder sees
Beyond the light, beyond the sea, beyond the novelty
these are the witches that plague us, the witchfinder sees
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7. |
Petrichor
12:11
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How cruel are these days, to strip me of my senses?
And all that remains is that memory of yours.
Before the end of things, and the end of me,
I’ll make sure I loved. Something.
Once a lover always loved, once a fighter always fighting
the waves, if only to remember me, will you remain.
When I’m gone…
Will you remain?
Before I’ve explained, your eyes have done it for me…
And all that remains is for me to clarify.
And yet, this part of me, remains determined, see
to show I loved, something.
Once a lover always loved, once loved always yearning for
the same. If only to remember me, will you remain?
[whispered]
How cruel are these days, to strip me of my senses?
And all that remains is that memory of yours.
Before the end of things, and the end of me,
I’ll make sure I loved. Something.
Once a lover always loved, once a fighter always fighting
the waves, if only to remember me, will you remain.
Memories are porcelain, brittle and painful to mend
All that I said, and did, in life, was worth the effort spent
After I’m gone, will you still say my name
for the memories live on if you remain.
So will you stay, for a minute?
If only to sing this, again…
So I can remain, here, for a minute
After the rain.
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Band of Rain England, UK
Founded in 2002, Band of Rain have gone on to record 8 albums.
2004 Deep Space
2005 Garlands
2007 Arts &
Allurements
2011 Sun in VIII
2017 The Dust of Stars
2019 Svengali.
2020 Petrichor
2021 The Sun King
There have been many different people involved in our creative process, and we have put them all down on the individual album pages.There will be added additional Collaborations too.
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