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Mother Prelude
01:12
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I am drawn down to the earth, she moves me.
Arms embrace, my roots take hold.
Underfoot my forming years, she raised me,
Drank my sweat, my tears.
Now with every step I'm planted, soles tied to the turf.
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2. |
Mother
02:57
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Oh, motherland,
Overworked like mother's hands,
Steeped in stories, over-told
And many more to tell.
Oh, motherland,
In the orchard of my youth I stand.
No harvest left for me to pick,
With grief, I say farewell
The river is lazy and late on its journey,
The fish disturbs the still.
Like a silent stone, all-seeing
The heron will never miss.
And the circle goes around again
From estuary to mountain rain.
And I too must make that journey
But memories won't fade.
Oh, motherland,
Overworked like mother's hands,
Steeped in stories, over-told
And many more to tell
Oh, motherland,
In the orchard of my youth I stand.
No harvest left for me to pick,
With grief, I say farewell,
Farewell.
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3. |
I Must Go
02:57
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The ocean's calling and I must go
I hear the mountain's song
No rain is falling on lands you've shown me
Earth I hardly know
I must go.
Whispers, your breath among the pines.
You do live here
Not just in my mind.
Footprints are all you left behind,
I follow
I follow blind.
The ocean's calling and I must go
I hear the mountain's song
No rain is falling on lands you've shown me
Earth I hardly know
I must go.
Your canopy, protecting me
It amplifies your call.
This mountain heart
Drew me from the start,
A reminder that I am small.
The ocean's calling and I must go
I hear the mountain's song
No rain is falling on lands you've shown me
Earth I hardly know
The ocean's calling and I must go
I hear the mountain's song
No rain is falling on lands you've shown me
Earth I hardly know
I must go (I must go)
I must go (I must go)
I must go (I must go)
I must go (I must go)
I must go.
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4. |
October
03:02
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I hoped to watch it grow
Now our leaves are yellow and gold.
I thought we'd see it through,
A glassy weir on a river of you.
The lantern's heat rises high,
Smoke and glimmer in the sky
You call, call, call me to your side
I fall, fall, fall oh, I won't make it there on time
You call, call, call me your own
I fall, fall, all alone
October colours at my knees
The ghost of you, hollow as the trees
I thought I'd warm you through
I'll warm what's left of you.
They said love would be enough,
They said love would rise above
You call, call, call me to your side
I fall, fall, fall oh, I won't make it there on time
You call, call, call me your own
I fall, fall, all alone
When I fall I'm swallowed by the ground
Don't follow me, follow me down
They said love would be enough
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5. |
Pass Me By
02:12
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I always wondered why the heart symbolises love
When all our thoughts are in our mind
The day you broke my heart was the day I understood
A pain of a different kind.
I always thought that I knew how gutted feels
Until the day you let go of my hand
An emptiness that the earth could never heal
Yes, now I understand.
I'm always told that what's for me won't pass me by
And for you it is the same
So if the time comes that I must step aside
I hope my sufferings your gain.
And now the birds sing and they praise the dawn of spring
And their song is soaring high
And my heart welcomes both the lows and highs you bring
The day you passed me by.
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Bríd Lyons Dublin, Ireland
Bríd Lyons is a Kilkenny born singer, songwriter and folk musician. Her ethereal, acoustic sound and poetic lyrics conjure images of nature and the human experience. Bríd's debut EP, Tied To The Turf, is out now and features soaring a capella vocals and rhythmically complex arrangements. ... more
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