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November 5
03:33
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NOVEMBER 5
(for Jeff)
Where do they go?
We cry and sing
As this electric air rushes in
It doesn't want to miss a thing
You thought you saw her face
As you poured another drink
And you felt something Unseen
Circling, silently
You want to undo this scream
You close your eyes but it's
Defeaning
Where do they go?
We cry and we sing
As this electric air rushes in
It doesn't want to miss a thing
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The Time-Jumper
04:00
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THE TIME-JUMPER
He comes from another time and
Once he ran straight into mine
I could follow through all of these forms
For many names, many faces I've known
Won't you take me now, don't you want to find out?
(Said the little sound)
Comets spark above our heads
Falling down into my bed
You catch my thoughts like fireflies
Even burning cities behind my eyes
And it's here for awhile
I'll sleep in the belly of a whale
And with fire I come down
You free me from a black cloud
Well I miss my friend
Well I miss my friend
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3. |
Soldier Song
05:25
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SOLDIER SONG
A soldier was returned from the wars
I took a shot right in the arm for to show my gratitude
In a wooden boat floating out to sea
I cut a hole right in the floor
For they said I'd see anemones
An unlike the Selkie - Mama, I'm made of clay
And this tide pulls be down too deep - Mama, I'm made of clay
I'm made of clay
When the walls came down all the crowds came out
And a grand parade rode through the town
With masqueraders and orphan sounds
And in my feather cape I'm spinning, I'm spinning
And it's flown out of me but I'm still made of clay, I'm made of clay
Here's for every ugly girl in every hollow year
Oh, just put the Earth up to your ear
They still play your anthem here
Just put the Earth up to your ear
They still play your anthem here
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Little Birds
04:42
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LITTLE BIRDS
Unbearable things catch me with a string
Unbearable things catch me with a string
You don't understand how things connect
To build a nest for a little bird to rest
Is what I do best
So come, Little Bird, watch you fly
But I am as vast as the sky
One of these days I'll throw all those twigs away
Too many birdies know my name
Unbearable things catch me with a string...
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5. |
Paris, France
04:07
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PARIS, FRANCE
When I am in Paris, France
Catching moonbeams in my hands
Riding down the crooked street
Sweet cognac and ice cream
Where I'll be!
Gently put that guitar on your knee
Close your eyes and sing to me
Of mountains tall and oceans deep
I've got rivers rushing, ooooh
And birds flying overhead
There's the one them poets met
And here in my red dress
All I can say is "I haven't heard that one yet"
When I am in Paris, France
Holding moonbeams in my hands
Happy here, without a name
Fall asleep along the Seine
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Little Girl Nocturne
04:07
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LITTLE GIRL NOCTURNE
The night that the Moon got stuck in a tree
It filled the room, silently
With Mother Marys, serpent and stream,
And a Texas sunrise, opening
Goodnight, little girl - I'll see you in my dreams
Goodbye, little girl - some day, in another life...
Sweet hurricanes to keep you warm
And leather it never done you no harm
Even to make your limbs hold thousands of storms
For they tether the one who's come down from the stars
Goodnight, little girl - I'll see you in my dreams
Goodbye, little girl - some day, in another life...
As all along the roadsides that Southern ivy climbs
And it creeps into everything - in your veins, and into telephone wires
And you're just like the water snake - you hide behind reedy things
And if you step backward far enough you fall in
the deep end
Goodnight, little girl - I'll see you in my dreams
Goodbye, pretty girl - some day, some day
You'll be safe from all harm
In your own arms
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7. |
Welcome
02:06
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WELCOME
Welcome, the others like me
Stumbling and still awake
I'll walk til my boots wear thin
Drink til I could laugh again
But I am free
I'm free
See, I fell to Earth
I fell out of ether
And I glow in the dark
I glow within your arms
Now, don't stop
Don't stop
Cuz I remember
I remember
Between each kiss there's an asking mouth
"Do you remember now?"
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Jesse Autumn New Orleans, Louisiana
Jesse Autumn (vocals, double-strung harp, pedal harp, piano, harpsichord, accordion, pump organ, glockenspiel) is a musician, writer, and painter of tiny paintings, born in CA, living in New Orleans, USA. She teaches harp online, directs the Santa Cruz Harp Festival, and collaborates with artists, dancers, nonprofits and galleries. She's often seen in a pretty dress riding her bicycle around NOLA. ... more
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