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Asrar
01:01
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2. |
In the Garden
03:41
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3. |
Girl in the Garden
03:21
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It's clear as tattoos on your eyes:
a story not heard in the bright palace light
can only be told as a secret of night.
The girl in the garden and I
From a Knife to a Lantern and back, back again,
she closes her eyes and weaves wonders.
They hang in the air, hold my breath like a hunter.
The girl in the garden and I
The stars in their courses will run
and bring their hearts earthward to hear her.
The boughs of the fruit trees bend nearer
to the girl in the garden...
The fear holds us both in its hand.
With every tale on my ear, it comes nearer the shore.
We both dread the day when the words fall away...
and a demon will judge her.
Then I fear that my dear will be gone.
Shed a tear for the girl in the garden,
for all of her years in the garden,
the girl in the garden and I.
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4. |
Not That Kind of Story
00:13
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5. |
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Grass and leaves, little grey heart,
little grey goose, little grey dove.
Let the knife be small to fit your hand; no matter.
Fast avenging all you love,
wild of eye and free of feather, fly!
Fast, the flock that never flew.
Strong, the ugly duckling.
Monster skin to wrap you in,
fruitful all your hunting.
Matriarchs who rode the steppes,
fathers slain by raiders,
changing shape to wield a blade:
gosling girl avenger.
Grass and leaves, little grey heart,
little grey goose, little grey dove.
Let the knife be small to fit your hand; no matter.
Fast avenging all you love,
wild of eye and free of feather, fly!
Princeling brothers try their best
in the face of wicked laughter.
Wizard's blood upon your hands,
leave them trailing after.
By your mother's starlit words,
beastly skin surrounds you.
Changing shape to wield a blade,
whisper "death has found you!"
Stars above us, stars within,
bright beneath our shifting skin.
A mother's magic, in the end,
shall leave the deepest mark.
Stars above us, burning high,
guide the flocks who never fly.
The path's before you, should you try
to journey through the dark.
Grass and leaves, little grey heart,
little grey goose, little grey dove.
Let the knife be small to fit your hand; no matter.
Fast avenging all you love,
wild of eye and free of feather, fly!
Wild of heart and burning feather, fly!
Wild of eye and free of feather, fly!
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6. |
Zmeya
04:16
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7. |
Snake Star Song
03:51
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There is no black and white to beauty
The green sneaks in as often as you look
The blue is in the ocean
The gold is in my eyes locked in a gaze
did you notice you were on my hook?
I wonder not, for here we are.
Little vipers sing the Snake Star Song
in hisses and kisses.
Double check what you're messing with
my prince.
Keep away or I will burn your evil army down
This night is mine, and you are not allowed
Open my door, do not complain
at the coils of your rude awakening!
Wonder not! Here we are.
Little vipers sing the Snake Star Song
in hisses and kisses.
Don't think you know everything
my king.
Come into my temple and you shall not leave unchanged
Don't underestimate a goddess
when her heart is in your fangs
Don't underestimate the serpent
when your heart is in her fangs!
No, no!
I have warned my beloveds of my death to come
I have seen your face, and I know you
It isn't your tale and your power t'will spread
but the story of how I destroy you!
There is no black and white to beauty!
There is no black and white,
there is green and blue and gold and starlight!
Oh,
Here we are
little vipers sing the snake star song
in hisses and kisses
don't think you know everything, my king!
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8. |
Heresy of the Lost
01:05
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O Sing of the ship with the mast of leaves
and the maiden who stood at her wheel
long ago it is said she was drowned until dead
and her red ship was split at the keel
But she never went under, the old mothers know
she'll sail the blue another day
an Orphan will find her, a Bear Cub will bind her,
and the Wolf shall lead them astray
And hand in hand they'll come whistling home
the Maiden, the Bear, and the Girl in Gray
through the shining white foam
the red ship will roam
and the Wolf shall lead them astray
and the Wolf shall lead her astray
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9. |
Eshkol
05:32
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10. |
Seafaring Satyr
04:19
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Eshkol, I'm tired he said
Eshkol, I'm leaving you now
I could rail to the sky that my life is unfair
but a child of the Yew Clan must never despair
a sea-faring Satyr must never despair
The selkie was mine as I grew from a maid
for seven sweet years we loved unafraid
but all sweet things end,
no matter how well they are made
I treasured his sweetness as he treasured me
and now I have naught but a life on the sea
A forest girl takes to a life on the sea?
Eshkol, I'm tired he said
Eshkol, I'm leaving you now
I railed to the trees that my life was unfair
but a child of the Yew Clan must never despair
a seafaring satyr must never despair!
I've taken his skin and I've given it back
His body is gone but his lesson will stay
I took a chance on his leaving dance
now I leave with every wave
I am leaving on every sweet ocean wave
So yes, a satyr will take to the sea
I'll treasure my story as he treasured me
with a fox girl for Captain I'll take to the sea!
Eshkol, I'm tired, he said.
Eshkol, I'm leaving you now
I railed to the trees that my life was unfair
but I'm blessed by the sun and the salt in my hair
A seafaring satyr must never despair
I treasured his body
I treasured his skin
He taught me of leaving, and so I begin
Now I've the power of leaving
and I'm leaving on every wave
Stride from the ashes, I will,
Stride to the docks, head held high
Rejoice in the scent of the sea on the air
for a seafaring satyr must never despair
A seafaring satyr must never despair!
Now I've the power of leaving
and I'm leaving on every wave
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11. |
Sigrid
00:07
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12. |
Shipful of Monsters
04:05
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Sing for the Maidenhead, Lass of the Sea
Haven to Monsters and women made free!
It's up Captain Tommy and up with the crew
there's nothing a shipful of women won't do!
Sing for the fox girl the bold and the wild
come fearsome sea captain from stolen fox child
Tommy is crafty and Tommy is hale
Fox boys are scarce, or we'd never set sail!
Hop to when she calls with the flick of her tail!
O Sing for the Maidenhead, Lass of the Sea,
Haven to monsters and women made free!
fair wind and fair weather and a captain who's clever
we'll sail on forever and rob the world through
Sing for the Satyr fair Eshkol below
Sweet is her laughter as rum from our hold
A turn of her hoof and a wink of her eye
we've an army of selkies who follow behind!
If Selkie lads visit, that suits us just fine!
sing for the Maidenhead lass of the sea
beloved of monsters and women made free!
It's up captain Tommy and up with the crew
there's nothing a shipful of monsters won't do!
Sing for the princess sweet Magadin fair
bespotted, bestriped, with wings in her hair
You never did see such a comely young thing
though she walks out of nightmare and not out of dream
Warped by a wizard, now sailing the seas
with saints, goats, and genies and more such as these!
Come braggarts and cutthroats in stinking ship's hold,
she'll fight you alone and make off with your gold!
O Sing for the Maidenhead, Lass of the Sea,
Haven to monsters and women made free!
fair wind and fair weather and a ship that is clever
we'll sail on forever and rob the world through
Sing for the barge girl the wise and the brave
no better lass when there're griffins to save
We'll call upon Sigrid when her time has come
Take the wheel after Tommy and the story goes on!
When you sail with our Sigrid you're never alone!
So bring on the maelstrom and bring on the rum
we're sisters and shipmates whatever may come!
O Sing for the Maidenhead, Lass of the Sea,
Haven to monsters and women made free!
it's up Captain Sigrid and up with the crew
there's nothing a shipful of women won't do
Sing for the Maidenhead lass of the sea
beloved of monsters and women made free!
fair wind and fair weather and a ship that is clever
we'll sail on forever
and rob the world through!
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13. |
Beast [hidden track]
00:05
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S. J. Tucker Perry, Arkansas
“Without our songs and stories, we are nothing.” S. J. Tucker has been captain of her own music career since 2004, when she left the workaday world behind to sing songs and change lives. Tucker is the voice of lore at the campfire and the sharp laughter of modern myth. With one hand anchored in her art and the other held out to us, she is songs and stories, community and wit. ... more
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