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Dança Royale
03:45
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2. |
Two Bridges
06:03
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Remember the evening
We walked by the river
Down by two Bridges
On the outskirts of town
The night was so special
And your presence so holy
When I looked at the moon
I felt I might drown
And it felt like God was in it's garden
An it's garden was all of the world
Walking with children
In our days of first meeting
And september mornings
Struggling with words
Wind blowing candles
And rain in the heavens
But nothing could make us
Give up what we'd leaned
And it felt like God was in it's garden
An it's garden was all of the world
And I loved you then
And I love you now
Though plenty of water
By those bridges has past
From the days of wakening
To the days of our slumber
I feel in this garden
Our friendship can last
And I feel like God is in the garden
And the garden is all of the world
And all of the world is in you
All of the world is in you
Then I was younger
It seemed only illusion
Now that I'm older
I know that it's true
Remember the evening
We walked by the river
Down by two bridges
On the outskirts of town
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3. |
Forebears
03:26
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Hear me
This my friends is a sacred ground.
All our forebears lived
And walked here once.
In trust they aimed to live
The life they choice,
Held up higher
By their own dead and gone.
Passing on in trust once more to their young,
Sacred Earth from which they had sprung.
Standing on the shoulders of the dead before them,
The young see further than those gone before.
Hear me,
This my friends is a sacred ground.
Given to us in trust to pass on once more.
Our children one day
Will pass it on in there turn,
To those who next will
Come in line to Earth.
We are a Link in a whole chain of lives,
Building upwards, to gain a view.
Your actions go before you always bear that well.
We will be forebears soon,
That much is true.
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4. |
Bright Array
02:55
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Bright Array
Signores, this is a time of beauty and of joy
The season is closer at hand each day
Resplendent, we gather to sing in praise
My Lords and my friends, this is the day of days
Today the spirit arrives and we can ride
Winter held us up, but no longer are we delayed
There is no finer thing to view
Than the flags and the banners of every vivid hue
And the drums beating to gather all of the host
The snorts of horses, mingled with men’s oaths
The sun shines down in glory shining on
The hosts of men who stand there
Arranged in bright array
Signores, surely there is no finer thing
Than to hear the sound of every church bell ring
And no sweeter sight in all of the world to see
Than that of a host preparing for journey
I tell you, there’s no more savoury eating and drinking than this
Now spring is here, we ride to God and bliss.
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5. |
I See No More
04:01
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I see no more the shining sun
Its rays are dark, it seems to me
Yet by dismay I am not undone
For in my heart is clarity
Of love itself, now in my shining
And while in fear some are declining
I finger grow, lo less admit
My song grows too, no doubt of it
I fear the thoughts of wicked men
Through them the world decays and dies
They’re gathering to themselves again
Exchanging all thier wicked lies
On loves ideal they wish destruction
Oh evil ones, your false instruction
Believed by some misguided men
Will be by god disowned again
Ara No luzier Solelh
Ta me son esqurit li ray
E ges per aisso no•m esmai
C’una clarditz me solelha
D’amor, quins el cor me raya
E, can autra gens s asmaya
Eu melhur enams que sondei
Per que mos chans no sordeya
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6. |
Dança d'Abelles
01:42
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7. |
Oceans - Three Stones
07:13
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She had a friend who told her
There were many ways to the sea
Named a few and went away
But left no direction or key
Then he came a long and tamed her
Like a fox and a prince in a tale
And the flimsy paper wings she’s made
He turned into a sail
He said it’s madness to live in a Palace
Keeping safely back from the doors
And he pulled and he pushed till she emerged,
All be it on all fours
He said it’s alright to paint that palace though
Because you keep it in your head
But why walk beneath a painted sky
When there’s a real one instead
And he showed her a faded postcard
Of the blue sea stretching out
And on the back in yellowed letters
‘Don’t let your dreams turn to doubt’
She put shutters on her windows
And locked up all of her doors
And left her toys and trinkets
Lying all over her floors
And took his hand and followed
Although they did not know the way
And walked in worlds of beauty
Without the words to say
And the sea is sometimes closer
And sometimes far away
But the travellers keep travelling
Ever hopeful for each day
And now she’s doing paintings
Of the sea they’re searching for
And one day soon they’ll reach it
And will walk upon it’s shore
Yesterday, she lived in a palace
She was content to let things be
Then he came a long and found her
Now they’re walking to the sea
• • • •
Three Stones
Well it seems to me the road is wide
And fear is rising like a tide
And it seems to me that no ones to blame
But that dosen’t help the lonely
it seems on them a darkness stays
That keeps the love of God away
But Joi could never be so sweet
As when he moves with many
And I thank the Lord I have the moon
And I thank the rainbow and the womb
And I love you when the stars explode and start my life all over
Tomorrow, tonight will see a dream
For the river now that in me teams
And reflections of your golden shore
Will be nothing more than ripples
I waited such an empty time
For someones soul to join with mine
That I thought today would not arrive
And I’d be left here stranded
So take three stones, three virgin tears
For the love you gave to chase my fears
For Im pure and Im whole
And now for those stones
I can cry no more
Well it’s an early bird who catches the rain
And me I feel Im still the same
But oh, like the rain, you cleanse my soul
And I thank you just for being
So take three stones, three virgin tears
For the love you gave to chase my fears
And in this hand Im holding out
Is hope for all the others
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8. |
Stella Splendens
02:09
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9. |
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Hey, where you running to, my wilful wild eyed child
Are you running away?
Where is your home now, where are your family
Gone are the flowers where you played
Though the game seems over now,
and the cause seems lost
And the crowd seem silent now
You've no need to count the cost
Tomorrow will see me somewhere else but here
But I'll still sing my songs for you
Some times their presence seem clearer than it was
But then those times may be untrue
But who said no flowers grew here anyway
When all they need is time and love
Aim to plant the seeds your given
And the ones that slip through will be enough
Please my wild eyed one If your going my way
May I accompany you upon your road
It seems a sorry state, no colours hides its edges
Even though along it, all the seeds were sowed
But anyway, there's a boat built for your ocean
And it's waiting where your road begins
It's got yellow sails and a stern painted emerald
And fabrics dyed in saffron, and sequined
And you can light its lanterns, they will flutter in the breeze
And sail on till the edge of the world
Where heros of adventures, in glory all wait
For your boats golden banners to unfurl
But who said no flowers grew here anyway
When all of us can see they are
Deep in the stillness that is where we sit
Illuminated by a splendid shining star
I could have given you fine horses
I could have given you fine doves
i could have given you fine tigers
I could have given you fine love.
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10. |
So it Is
03:20
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So it is that I sing no more for joy
For I know that in my life now passion has exhausted me
and laughter and tears brings neither comfort or relef
my spirit seeks replenishment, substenance to set it free
And yet it seems no near at hand
The circle is unfolding more
The constantly expanding hoop of life
That is forever drawn
Touching both shores here and there
and holding them for ever bound
causing them to ebb and flow and me to journey over the sound
And because of this I know there is no finer peace
Illusion falls from me and she is there, brightly shining
The journey of my life is now drawing to a close
an easiness is coming to the singer and the singers song
The song between the two lands does run, always to the other side
Like journeys the water takes is always turning on the tide
The tide will take these words to sea and then return them to the shore
Many things the sea will bear that one day will return once more
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11. |
Coda
01:45
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Nicholas Breeze Wood UK
Multi instrumentalist singer-songwriter drawing on Rock, Arabic and Medieval music, using instruments from all those traditions
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