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Honeymoon
01:10
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Honeymoon
Oh my baby & me
went to sea
to an island, for to stay
a little while
But the sun hid it's pretty face away
& the sky was cold & gray
& the wind did howl
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See the Sea
03:19
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See the Sea
All the world is hoping
with me
but I don't know your voice
you are youthful & lovely
I guess we
two are not a pair, though I'd like to be
If only to be safe in that I'd met my match
my pretty dream
is very real
even if you are just a passing thing
Walk with me, see the sea
the gray & rocky beach
tell me the names of the ocean things
& I will take you with me to the woods
show you birds & trees & teach you nothing
but communion
when I kiss you let it be
like honey
gentle & be gentle with me
for my love is good, & I am kind
Walk with me, see the sea
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The Huntsman
03:31
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The Huntsman
When the Huntsman came
home , it was nearly Spring
I opened my door gave him the last of our bread
but the mead I'd made
I hid from him
I didn't love him
& if you be the wolf
with the wolf-skin on your back
who howls for the night
& stares with red eyes
Will I be the bird
with the broken wing?
& will I sing?
The Huntsman lays down
with his feet upon
my white bed
& when I said a word
he threw his flint at my head
Now my daughter sleeps
out in the wood
& my son won't speak
& if you be the wolf
with the pointed teeth
who snarls when he speaks
with fetid breath
Will I be the bird
that pecks out your eyes?
& flies
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Sakonnet
04:26
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Sakonnet
When the days were strings of Sundays
holding hands like paper dolls
I lived in my doll's house
but I wanted out
so I went looking for a job
I went to Sakonnet at harvest time
there was something there about the light
or the air infused with wine
& the grapes set as jewels upon the vine
upon the vine there
Simple work for idle hands, he said
So what?
Just let the sun set alone in it's September sky, babe,
you think you'll make enough money to get by?
Reeds 'round the lake the wind would make
sure to rub, then not quite touch
reeds 'round the lake the wind would make
only circumstantial if our paths ever cross
Shot my lover's arrow
where it fell nobody knew
they all said that I still loved you
& they said I'd leave Sakonnet
but it's been two years
& I'm still here
where the reeds grow & the sun
sets alone
There's something there about the light
or the air infused with wine
makes a perfume on my hands
so when I brush the dark hair from my eyes
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Little Bird that is Your Name
Little bird that is your name
what I called you
& you came to me
you came to me
On a rainy Sunday
When we saw the sky
was a rainbow when you arrived & they
said it was a sign
from Heaven
Love
The sky will open for you
when you sing
& when you write your countryside
falls from your fingertips
like rain
upon the meadow
Little bird that is your name
what I called you
& you came to me
you came to me
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Lyonesse
03:02
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Lyonesse
You speak with your heart
so freely, you'll have me
believing in your sweet dreams
of love. Look!
My father's house lies
burning, let loose their fiery arrows
their armies were legion
The Keep is broken
They've removed his bones from the tomb
see they are exposed now to the light
the dust the dry bones of my father
Let loose their fiery arrows
their armies were legion
the Keep is broken
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Mockingbird & Whippoorwill
I'm a Mockingbird oh my Whippoorwill
Oh Whippoorwill well I will
sing your song ,sing along
To your Trinidad tamarind plum sauce skin
oh beautiful tamarind plum soft skin
oh lay me in a snow white bed
I've a walking-stick, I've a cross of gold
& a winding road up a mountainside
so many stars filled my eyes
so many stars they filled my mind
they sing
I'm a Mockingbird oh my Whippoorwill
Oh Whippoorwill well I will
sing your song ,sing along
sing
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Allysen Callery Rhode Island
" Her lilting voice and heartfelt lyrics are eerily close to the work of the late British songstress Sandy Denny, the
highest compliment I could hand down to this brilliant artist."- Paste Magazine
Allysen Callery is a self-taught folk artist from Bristol, Rhode Island. Growing up she was heavily influenced by her parent's British Isles Folk Revival records of the late 60′s early 70′s .
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