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Sum of All Parts
05:07
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sum of all parts
they say 'get over it kid, move on'
as if you could erase a human bond
somebody left a mark across your heart
like graffiti on a moving box car
and everywhere you go you pick up more
how you tip your hat or hold your fork
and your muscles remember it all
your worry in your shoulders and your fear in your jaw
we are the
sum of all parts
sum of all our broken hearts
never get over we never
get over it only hurts less
cerebellum inside of your skull
the ancient part of you that knows the fall
it keeps your balance, calculates the risk
of running straight up a mountain or straight down it
there is no way to fill the hole inside
when someone that you love leaves you behind
but you've got pockets full of good luck charms
a sharp intuition and good strong arms
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Moose
03:50
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Moose Along the Tree Line
All the tattoos I never got,
I’ve got a book full of them.
Having no spine its pages lost and left behind.
I met a young moose along the tree line,
his antlers covered in blood.
He looked at me, inside the truck
as though I had seen
something of intimacy.
I know you’re shedding a skin
and you’re in my thoughts for a reason.
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Derelict Barn
03:01
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derelict barn
the snow drifts up against the door
the roof is falling through the floor
been caving in before our eyes
since boarded up in 85
she had a dream the night before
she saw him standing over her
he said the blame was on his hands
when she awoke she knew her son was dead
it's not for me to understand
it's not for me to understand god said
it's not for me to understand
the rifle that he kept inside the barn
the way he took her hand, the way he smoked cigars,
his disappointment with the world war two
when told to stay at home and work the farm
she went alone inside the room
she wailed and wailed two hours time
when she emerged she was a rock
the children wept into her skirt
it's not for us to understand
it's not for us to understand she said
it's not for us to understand
the snow drifts up against the door
the roof is falling through the floor
been caving in before our eyes
since boarded up in 85
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Falcon (Solo Version)
03:01
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Falcon
Someday I will be a falcon,
not just any other bird.
I won’t be afraid of money,
I’ll always have a room and board.
Pick a card from the stack,
Woman of the Pentagons
with a Falcon on her shoulder,
a bunch of grapes in her palm.
Man around the campfire cries
We’re not dying when we go!
He was a priest, now a vendor
selling tickets at the show.
Smoke went straight up past Orion
Songs of wolves drowned out by cellos
Someday I will be a falcon,
not just any other bird.
I won’t be afraid of love or
any other ardent word.
Pick a card from the stack,
Scorpion comes your way
riding in on horseback
with an offer to make.
Michael takes someone’s hand,
disappears in the dark
and the children fall asleep
to the rhythm of the stars.
Smoke went straight up past Orion
Songs of wolves drowned out by cellos
Smoke went straight up past Orion
Violins and sweet packed pipes
Someday I will be a falcon,
not just any other bird.
I won’t be afraid of falling
in or out of any world.
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Roocoocoo
04:06
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Roocoocoo
I built a miniature house
I scattered seeds on the ground
I tied a red bow around
So that which was lost could be found
And if I knew your song I wouldn't
hear another song, I wouldn't
fly in frenzied patterns as I do
Roocoocoo
I built a feeder tall
In climbed a hummingbird
Fed on my jewelweed and salvia,
left without saying a word
Kingbirds are too territorial
Catbirds go slinking around
Song Sparrow's all the day singing,
makes his next in a hole in the ground
If I had the voice of a thrasher
or the wingbeat of a dove
A snowy owl's feathered coat
The eye of red-tailed hawk
And if I knew your song..
And if I knew your song I wouldn't
hear another song, I wouldn't
fly in frenzied patterns as I do
Roocoocoo
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Miss Emily Brown British Columbia
Canadian performing artist Miss Emily Brown weaves together words and sound with the precision of a knitting spider. Nominated for a 2010 Canadian Folk Music Award for Pushing the Boundaries, a CBC Radio 3 Bucky Award for Best New Artist and put forward for the 2010 Polaris Prize, Miss Brown impossibly combines found instruments with her unmistakable voice. ... more
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