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Goldenrod
03:25
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The goldenrods have finally faded
Shells and husk are roughing up our blanket
Of once an eager green filled meadow
That allowed our bodies to take in your nettle
My mind is replaying the days spent
Of light and time moving over mountains
I had some frame of mind then
I had some frame of mind
Folded arms wrapped around these fingers
Worn and torn, the coldness of winter
A heavy weight that I am yearning
Keeps me still and quiet in the morning
My mind is replacing the days spent
Of warmth and light moved with indecision
I had some frame of mind then
I had some frame of mind
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Flooded
03:04
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Field of wild oats dancing in wind
Burgundy gold with a silver tint
The rock and the bone, the buzzards have flown
The echoes of home, the echoes of home
As you wade in the sea
Of last summer’s debris
From a rise in the creek
Was a flood of defeat
And still there is something undoubtedly sweet
To the shadows that lay
Along the ridge, beneath the trees
At the end of the day, how they seem to say
Your troubles gonna fade
Give it time, spring will find its way
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Usnea
03:59
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In such a state of mind, one I did not recognize or even try to
And without any effort you held onto my eyes
So careful and right, in that young spring light
I had said it to myself out of desperation and help
I’m no good at asking
As you took my thoughts in time
Kept you close, called you mine in passing
And in full force
Spring moves forth
As we move forward, reborn again
I wouldn’t have known it then
Now in an unfamiliar land
Getting used to those hands on my side
With all the sirens and the planes
And the howling midnight train
I’ve been missing all the quiet
As you said my darling, one day we’ll get out of this town
And I’d say my baby, I’d go anywhere with you around
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An Envy Burns
03:30
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An envy burns on a face of light
So easily worn with a gentle mind
As a settled home built from your bones
Fills with all the treasures you’ve known
Aging with your darling and years to come
I don’t want to roam
I want to feel enough
I don’t want to roam
I want to breathe in love
A timid halt in the cog and the wheel
For what drove us once, we no longer feel
As the ebb and flow but a need to seal
Up the cracks and fault
With something real
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Quiet and Still
03:29
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Emerald Blue
03:19
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A mid July sun
Beating down on your ink covered arms
An emerald blue
Shining through as the canyon did too
So true, and I felt it with you
So true, I think you felt it too
A flower guide in your hand
Pausing every so often, examining the land
Every nook, every bend
Such a delicate man
Every nook, every bend
Such a curious and delicate man
Driving through North Alabama
Breathing in pine, in a golden light
So intertwined with a subtle sigh
Wrapped in my mind and knowing why
When you call me darling
When you say my sweetheart
When you whisper good morning
I hear the sweetest song
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Wild Home
02:36
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The blooming thistles and lupine waves
Along the hillside of verbena and sage
And the quiet plays on and on
Down in the valley of river stone
With a burning hue to her glow
You know it well
Wild home
The blood red poppies and golden primrose
Painting the highways and old county roads
And you think on the time when the thought to roam
Never crossed your mind and all that you’ve known
Was right by your side
In a wild home
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Great Blue Heron
03:41
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Air of April
Holding me
Am I still capable
Oh the bud of the seed
To bloom in a world
Of light colored green
Flooded in memory
The Great Blue Heron follows me
She follows me
I will carry you in my dreams
I will carry you with me
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River Light
03:30
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I remember summertime
All the sweat going down my spine
Glistening in river light
Two bodies holding on
White water in the sun
Squinting at the bright reflection on the stone
Through a valley, a quiet night
All those fireflies in our sight
Synchronized and moving to the heat lightning
Between the sounds you drew
And all these things that I hold onto
For they are worth, I don’t have a clue
I am lost in the innocence of my youth
As it rained in the sun and I ran through a thicket
Of rhododendrons
Barefoot and stung by all this love
So confidently shown
With the falling of our days
A wild look across your face
As autumn took all that you gave
It was then I became
So struck by the change
And still remained the same
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