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Onward and Over
03:47
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Onward and over the seasons turn
I'm not letting you go, I'm not ready to go
Stay until the mourning shows
After all the people go I won't deny
When you leave the winter rushes in
Through the holes in the sky
Like lonely islands
Onward and over the seasons turn
I'm not letting you go, I'm not ready to go
Former and future; it all will merge
I'm not letting you go, I'm not ready to go
So you're making plans
I've studied all the maps you've pinned up
On the clothesline
But they're only temporary trails
Borders will change waters will rise
Leaving lonely islands
Former and future; it all will merge
I'm not letting you go, I'm not ready to go
Onward and over the seasons turn
I'm not letting you go, I'm not ready to go
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2. |
Cleaning Slates
03:54
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You can lose me in the crowd
In the searching eyes
Looking for someone looking for nobody
Nothing satisfies
What I need is a new start
You can look at lady liberty
But you can't get inside her head
Marvel the structure
The architecture
Send a postcard to a friend
I wish you were here
But what I really wish for
Is a new start
Rows and rows of dominoes
Waiting to fall one by one
Into the ocean
What I think I need
Is a place where all my
Problems will leave me
Plain in anonymity
You can lose me in the crowd
The people are your shroud
All I really need
Is a new start
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3. |
Rockaway
03:59
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We packed up a car
I don't know whose it was
With blankets and beers
we stopped for gas and chocolate bars
We got lost, we got found
And out sorrows we drowned
In Rockaway
In Rockaway
The radio broke
So we sang songs instead
A girl I didn't know
With a copper bracelet - put her hand in my hand
Oh but hands lead and lead away
If only nightbirds could stay
In Rockaway
In Rockaway
We sat on the shore
And stripped down to our skin
And ran to the sea
The water was cold but she went in so I did
In that space between dusk and dawn
You don't always know which side of a dream you're on
In Rockaway
In Rockaway
The tide starts creeping in
Taking what it will
Wood and rocks and bones
Returned to the world below
After breakfast we slept
Until late afternoon
All over the house
And in the front lawn - all of the neighbors were gone
And somewhere in my sleep
I knew there was nothing I could keep
In Rockaway
In Rockaway
Some friends I have known
For as long s we've grown
Like blackberry vines
Taking over the earth from the side of the road
Tangled up in fruits and thorns
Where rabbits ran and deer lock horns
In Rockaway
In Rockaway
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Red River of the North
03:08
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When the season changed so suddenly
A sweeping rain was swallowed by the river valley
And we thought that last time had prepared us
But rising water rises with a plain indifference
We have to hold our goddess down
We have to send the river back
When the rain came it called out an army
Tireless and hungry people went to working
They joined hands beside the great Red River
But despite assembling they could not hold together
They climbed
High above the river
And watched
Everything change together
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The Color Wheel
04:16
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I will meet you in the garden
We will shed our skin
Leave our old bodies and look on them
And our new ones could be anything
Greener, greens
And blues so deep
They'd make
The delta weep
Sunflowers
And a purple sky
Volcanos crash
Sparks fly
Bodies of brass
Heavenly cast
The statues will come
Into the light at last
The moon has turned
The rains have passed
The sands have burned
Into sheets of glass
Leave our bodies
And look on them
Our new ones
Could be anything
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Little white forest flower at the grasses edge
Running on the eaves the frost is creeping
You can feel it in your knees
I have never been so still
I'm a wolf watching stalking its kill
I will play the game
The wilderness untamed
Feels no pleasure feels no pain
I wash my clothes in the sink
I twist my shirt and wring the water free
I look into the tea before I drink
I twist a lemon and wring the bitterness free
The bees are sleeping so they won't miss
A drop of honey a little sweetness
Little white forest flower no one else will see
I have to come to rest in a vacant nest
In the skeleton trees
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7. |
Icebox
03:22
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There's no daylight, there's no sun
This old engine won't turn over
I feel lucky I can see my breath
Means that I'm still kicking in this icebox
On the northern edge
The vertigo is forming stars
The slowing down of a tired comet
I feel defeated, I can feel my hands
Turning into twisted jagged icicles
Hanging from the ledge
It's just me and some distant howl
Reaching for the big old moon
Everything that I knew
Changes so soon
The fields were gold now they're frozen dirt
The birds have all flown south
The better it feels the more it will hurt
Her name burns in my mouth
I feel grateful there's something else besides
Mother Nature strains you, plains you
But she provides
There's no night-time, there's no sun
It's all one continuous motion
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Geese in the Flyway
04:13
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The door is open, everyone is welcome
A song summons our voices in a ramshackle chorus
Stories I know well but seem new every time
They're told at the table, I feel something graceful
The geese in the flyway
Look at the baby so small in my hands
She made it just barely but make it, she did
Look at her mother and her mother's mother
In the kitchen together
In my mind that is where they were forever
The geese in the flyway
The words pour forth from out hearts
The wine fills our cups and fills them again
The stories we all know fade when we're alone
A picture that depends on each piece of the puzzle
When it comes in focus: no matter what broke us
We all can be joyous in tranquil observance
Of the geese in the flyway
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9. |
Mountain Laurels
04:12
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From the western edge of highway one
To the east of appalachia
I got my ticket baby here I come
Following the
Crows and colors
Toward September
A letter written with a nervous hand
With a stroke of a shaky pen
Bottled up and buried in the sand
Castles built and
Taken under
Gone without a trace
Watch the clouds along the coastal range
Through the desert and the empty space
In Pennsylvania you can almost taste
The mountain laurels
When I lay these flowers on this grave
And do the math to find the final age
I think of all the different ways
Darling don't
Be long in waiting
The locks and every
Window breaking
The darkness won't be
Long in taking
You
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10. |
Jar Flies
03:08
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Radiating life
Clicking in the trees
Listening for
A fluttering of wings
Not all old habits have to break
I can play this game of hangman all night
Guessing letters while she draws the noose
Every line you draw
Every stroke of heat
Brands my side
In hurried ecstasy
Tenacious honey bee
Buzzing collecting
The sticky sweet
To bring home to the queen
Not all old habits have to break
I can play this game of hangman all night
Guessing letters while you draw the noose
I can play these games with you all night
Anything I can do to amuse
I can play these games with you all night
Anything I can do to amuse
Never letting on how much I love you
Letters fall like stars shaking loose
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I like your look, your sailor mouth
The way you sing instead of speak
I like your books and arguments
Your uncommon sense of common sense
We got the world on a rope
There's nowhere we can't go
Roots runs deep but roots come free
There's nothing we can't be
You've come so close with no remorse
I know I've known you before
Maybe now we'll see the past
And future crossing the other's path
Release
The water's clean and rushing through us
The emptiness is in the far-off distance
We got the world on a rope
Swinging in the wind
Something broke, you will cope
Honey just let it go
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In the morning by the sea
As the fog clears from the sand
I have no money in my hand
I have no home, I have no land
But it doesn't trouble me
As I lay beside the fire
I am easy to inspire
There is little I require
I wasn't yours and you weren't mine
Though I've wished from time to time
We had faced a common ground
Your voice was such a welcome sound
How the emptiness would fill
With the waves and with your song
People find where they belong
Or keep on
Through the never-ending maze
Where the way is seldom clear
There is no map or compass near
I drive a ship I can not steer
Through the bleak and early
Where a stronger will is sworn
Where the moments move so slow
And seem to never let go
When my hands are old and ache
And my memory flickers dim
And my bones don't hold my skin
And there's no place I haven't been
I'll recall the days were few
That is all that I can do
Feel the carvings in the tree
That gave shape for you and me
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Rogue Valley Minneapolis
Rogue Valley is an Americana-Rock band from Minneapolis, Minnesota. In one years time, they wrote, recorded, and released four full length albums, one with each season. The albums and songs therein come together to tell a story of love and loss; of wanderlust and consequence and of how relationships change over time and distance. Live, Rogue Valley performs with 4-6 pieces. ... more
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