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1. Cool Blue Shadows
03:57
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Early mornin pale grey light
Wipe this dream dust from my eyes
Another night of you gone by
On a dusty rode before daylight
On a dusty road before daylight
Suddenly the blue sky
The trees are all aglimmer
Like Saints painted in the golden hour
I’m a shadow on a rock
But at least I know I’m no sinner
I’m no sinner
Yeah I’m no sinner
20 years underground singing in the
Cool Blue Shadows
Cool Blue Shadows
Early Mornin pale grey light
Wipe this dream dust from my eyes
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Where two rivers meet in the Battle of the Trees
The sound is bittersweet
Where the ground gives way to falling timber
Remember to sing
To you my love
Then succumb become one with the riverrun
When you felled that tree inside of me
I fell deep into sweet-smelling shadows
You carried me like a heavy stone
You stacked me into your fortress
Yes you did, my love
Now I will keep the ground from breaking
Where light streams unsung in dark green hollows
Flowers grow fragile and bleed for the wind
I awaken to see the red sun rise
I follow your tracks you left in the night
Where no light in me had ever shown before
Slowly now a flower blooms
For you, my love, for you
slowly now a flower blooms
“As from the power of sacred lays
The spheres began to move,
And sung the great Creator's praise
To all the Blest above;
So when the last and dreadful hour
This crumbling pageant shall devour,
The trumpet shall be heard on high,
The dead shall live, the living die,
And Music shall untune the sky
Untune the sky”*
With your eyes
You could make the dead come alive
Like rain
Rain on a beehive
*-John Dryden, A Song for St Cecilia’s Day, 1687
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3. Left for Dead
06:28
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Remember when you blacked out
And you were left for dead
Not even a word left for eyes that don’t forget
The scavengers revived you just to watch you bleed to death
Left for dead
In the night you remember your war-torn lover
Hiding beneath you as they beat down your door
They cut her lips her face lit up red
They kicked her to the ground then they burnt your house down
Left for dead
Ringing in your dreams the sound of her singing
As you barreled down lone desert roads
Your Mexican rose now grown chill and faded as the dawn
Left for dead
Ringing in you dreams the sound of her singing
“Quiero dormir el sueño
de las manzanas,
alejarme del tumulto
de los cementerios.” *
Left for dead
*quote from Gacela de la muerte oscura- a poem by Federico Garcia Lorca
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Of a hundred different women
Somehow you chose me and I don’t know why
Black water took you away again
You always leave when my back is turned
From here to there to here and then back again
As night falls empty I wonder where you’ve been
Why’d you come back just to leave again?
Eagle cry, I cry, falcon eyes search for your black guise
Day or night please be mine
Distant thunder golden light golden rod firelight
Please be mine
When there’s nothing left save the cicadas hiss
And the river sings low for rocky miles
It’s you I think of, you I miss
I pray the rain doesn’t take away your footprints
Howl a mirage black in the cricket weed
Break those chains sneak on back to me
Come home wet heart beat against me
Let the morning rise with you next to me
Oh, Dallas, Please
Oh, Dallas
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Jesse, never met you
But I know you were a good man
Cousin to my husband
Lord I know I’d like to shake your hand
But I can’t cause you went and drowned in the Rio Grande
Jesse, never met you
But I know you were like me
Jump into that water
Let the current carry me
Until its too dark to breathe
Swift green water
It took swift green water to take you down
Jesse
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Clay Camero Maine
Clay, also known as Caethua and Sports, has played in underground bands since she was 14. She believes in the power of music bringing communities together. She started SAXWAND RECORDS when she was 22. She has released over 10 albums.
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