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There's a storm that's coming
We can't hold back
The rains will fall
The thunder crack
The world we knew
Not the one we yearn
Will fall apart
Will crash and burn
This time we have
Is not our own
This life we borrow
It's out on loan
Three score and ten ,
all that we get
So drink your wine
No sweet regret
What would the world be , once bereft
Of wet and of wildness let them be left
O let them be left the wildness and the wet
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet
Still we run, we run on down this road
The shadows in our souls grown long
But whatever don't kill ya' s
Is gonna make you strong
Born in a jail
We cant touch or see
Minds enslaved
Bodies free
Too much of everything
Not what we need
We're gonna reap
From this bitter seed
We live in darkness
In Shades of grey
Dream of the fields
Where the wild things play
To hear the song
Of the riverside
Too wild and free
to be denied
What would the world be , once bereft
Of wet and of wildness let them be left
O let them be left the wildness and the wet
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet
But still we run still we run, we run on down the road
The shadows of our souls too long to keep your faith
cos what ever don't kill ya'
Is Gonna make you strong
What would the world be ,
once bereft
Of water and the wild
Oh, let them be left
So raise a glass
To absent friends
The ancient gods
and old loves end
seasons four
Of the sun and rain
The Greenwich who
Will wake again
Dance in the springtime
Reap in the fall
Love in the summer
Against the winters call
O let them be the wildness and the wet
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet
.................... Break .......................
O let them be the wildness and the wet
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet
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Gbean
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All September
03:23
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gold of amber
red of ember
brown of umber
all September
“Our Dancing Days have come and gone
Our summer nights have been and flown
The leaves that turn to gold
Turn to fall , as the year goes old “
Verse Ursula K Le Guin
Chorus Gbean
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I’ll arise
03:12
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I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
W B Yeats
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Sea fever
03:14
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I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
JOHN MASEFIELD
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Dark tides
02:02
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OCTOBER
At four in the morning the west wind
moved in the leaves of the beech tree
with a long rush and patter of water,
first wave of the dark tide coming in.
Ursula K Le Guin
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The Silver on the Tree
04:02
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Landscapes as Werewolf
03:04
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Near here, the last grey wolf
In England was clubbed down. Still,
After two hundred years, the same pinched wind
Rakes through his cairn of bones
As he squats quiet, watching daylight seep
Away from the scarred granite, and its going drain
The hills’ bare faces. Far below,
A tiny bus twists on its stringy path
And scuttles home around a darkening bend.
The fells contract, regroup in starker forms;
Dusk tightens on them, as the wind gets up
And stretches hungrily: tensed at the nape,
The coarse heath bristles like a living pelt.
The sheep are all penned in. Down at the pub
They sing, and shuttle darts: the hostellers
Dubbin their heavy boots. Above the crags
The first stars prick their eyes and bide their time.
William Dunlop
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Black dog blues
04:33
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When I wake up in the morning
Black dog is crying
Mean and slow
When I wake up in the morning
Black dog is crying
Mean and slow
She cry’s so much
Seems like the devil , down below
When I am in ma kitchen
Black dog is howlin right outside
When I am in ma kitchen
Black dog is howlin right outside
Yeah she howls so much
I can’t ease ma worried mind
I got those ..
Black dog blues
I got those
Black dog blues
Rpt
Black dog she follow
She with me all the day
Black dog she follow
She with me all the day
And when I’m dead n buried
She gonna lie right on ma grave
Got those
Black dog blues
Got those
Black dog blues
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10. |
Deal with the Devil
03:31
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If you dance with the devil
You better wait
for the music to
Stop
Before you
walk away
let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
Take a blind man
Make him see
take a bound heart
set it free
If you speakin with the devil
He tell you truth
He tell you lies
To steal
your soul away
let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
Let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
Take this bind man
Make him see
Take this bound heart
set it free
When you dealin with the devil
You gotta read
The words in the lines
Before you make that sign
So let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
Let the lord have mercy
Mercy on me
Take this bind man
Make him see
Take this bond man
And set him free
She got a lean
That's on my body
And a mortgage
On ma soul
Been talkin to the devil ,
My life on loan
Need a hand to guide me
from where the dark things roam
Lyrics Gbean
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When the Levee breaks
04:28
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If it keeps on rainin'
Levee's goin' to break
If it keeps on rainin'
Levee's goin' to break
When the levee breaks
I'll have no place to stay
Mean old levee
Taught me to weep and moan
Mean old levee
Taught me to weep and moan
It's got what it takes
To make a mountain man leave his home
Oh well, oh well, oh well
Don't it make you feel bad
When you're tryin' to find your way home
You don't know which way to go?
If you're goin' down South
They got no work to do
If you're going down to Chicago
Cryin' won't help you
Prayin' won't do you no good
Now, cryin' won't help you
Prayin' won't do you no good
When the levee breaks
Mama, you got to move
All last night
Sat on the levee and moaned
All last night
Sat on the levee and moaned
Thinkin' about my baby
And my happy home
Going, I'm going to Chicago
Going to Chicago
Sorry but I can't take you
Going down, going down now
Going down, going down
Kansas Joe McCoy and Memphis Minnie in 1929.
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