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Balloon Lamp
01:08
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Morning Sun
04:32
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Dance amidst the sky
Your eyes, they fly
Outside, in time, you’ll soar again
Sunshine, it blinds the toughest eye
Like mine, so maybe you’ll go blind again
Touching hands, bamboo strands
More happy than I’ve ever been
Lies, I lie, Jolie
Waiting through the night
Sometimes, I cry inside
The night just got so cold again
Blind eyes still cry
When your love dies like mine
Soon, you’ll be more happy than
Means to ends, see through friends
More happy than we’ve ever been
My, oh my, Jolie
Morning breaks the sky
So bright, we ride outside
Tired eyes are open wide again
By night, we’ll ride until your eyes dry
Like mine, so maybe you’ll find life again
Helping hands, empty plans
More happy than you’ve ever been
Try, I’ll try, Jolie
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Echoes
04:10
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As we’re lining up for a colder night
I will follow you round until the stars hang right
And I know we can’t save the sky for long
From the dark clouds moving on in that we’re gazing upon
And the dreams we have within the light of dawn
Freeze our grasses green until the winter’s gone
And the snow melts away to drown our fears
While the sun is the golden hand holding everything dear
There’s no one to blame when you’ve lost your will
We’re never the same as we cross these hills
Over broken land where we drink our fill
Of all the secrets we keep into the deep
Well, our hearts will fall heavy the older we become
And then time forgets us and the things we’ve done
As our days become the flash of a distant spark
To the night as we carry the flame further into the dark
And all of the weight that holds us down
Keeping us shackled to the ground
If beauty is broken we are bound
By the shadows that creep further into the deep
And all of the echoes from our past (and all of the echoes from our past)
Are finding a way to make it last (are finding a way to make it last)
Just long enough to ease our grasp upon tonight
As we sleep further into the deep
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4. |
The First Snowfall
05:24
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Cold bitter hands and a leather glove
Reach into the sky above
And as you lace up your skates on a pile of snow
And find another place to go
Let go of my hand
The seasons might change my love
Don’t try to understand
Just look to the sky above
Cold mittens land by the fire at home
Gaze into the light alone
And as a blue winter glow falls across your yard
The distant sky, a sea of stars
Look out on the land
Beyond us the northern night
A frozen lake where we stand
Surrounded by silent light
We walk through a winter of white stars above and below
And head for the hillside frozen and falling through snow
The days grow dark before the night is here
We lay in parks under a moonlit pier
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Down across the border
Somewhere bound by southern wind
Gold upon the landscape trees
That shed their midnight skin
Dawn upon our days
The coming of a storm
And now we rise
The fields will fall with winter under January skies
And we wait where the white horses ride
With the night on the tracks
To the train through the haze
On the hills as it fades into black
Down deserted highways
By the skyline we are led
Into pagan twilight
Darkness comes to lay its head
To dance among our dreams
We will wake to fortunes told
Through the sin and sorrow
Journey’s end will soon unfold
In the land of the sun
Where we’re born by the sand and the sea
In the hands of the one
Who holds onto the fallen and free
To the southern winds (southern winds)
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6. |
Chasing Horses
04:04
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Tired of walking through the same old places
Surrounded by demons and evil faces
Are you somewhere up above where grace is watching over me
I dreamed that we were chasing horses
In the devil’s field where heaven’s force is
Felt by the one whose voice is coarse from praying all night long
All my days have led me here
But there’s still the boy who’s full of fear
As fire’s burning, we draw near to the place we were before
Every step I seem to take
Dark water flows inside its wake
I brace myself for the undertaker; he’s tapping on my door
Guess we’ll never know
Where our bodies go
After we are through
Still holding onto you
Beneath the bridge where many pass
There’s a river wide and as clear as glass
Helps slow down the time that passes buried in my days
Maybe you don’t know me yet
Like a gambler before he’s placed his bets
On the queen of hearts inside his chest and then threw it away
You’ve never faced the truth
And darkness got to you
Until you disappeared
And fell into your fears
Tired of walking through the same old places
Surrounded by demons and evil faces
Are you somewhere up above where grace is watching over me
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7. |
White Woods
03:33
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Roaming the streets at night
Wandering stars will light
This path to freedom’s fight
Until the dawn will rise
Where do we go?
When death comes walking
Knocking on our door at home
Slowly we reach the light
Beyond these woods of white
Wind whistles through the night
To midwinter’s morning skies
Death comes and goes
Across the lonely landscape of our lives untold
Son, it’s never too late
To fight your twist of fate
Now that you’re living on your own
I’ll go where the free birds have flown
You don’t have to pine for me
I’ve sold my soul for free
Your story has yet to be told
You must write it as life unfolds
There once was a poet and a writer
Living inside my head
One never spoke to the other
But they still made the bed
I laid on gazing high
Praying which would tell
A poor man’s reason why
Upon this earth he fell
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8. |
Golden Thyme
05:42
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Rise to fall in golden thyme
Lay your head and hand in mine
The moonlight fades you into view
And leaves the space I fell into
The ocean tears us far apart
And boils a sea inside our hearts
An endless tide with no return
To what will be and who will yearn
Winters' past and summers' fall
Springs to life to end it all
In this house I've fallen through
An autumn heart that beats in you
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9. |
A Year In Its Passing
03:18
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Every Year we are hurried so slowly
We feign our fears for the hurt that is holy
We lose our lives in the length of October
And compromise, Halloween’s getting colder
And we’re off to the golden ground
As we swim in the sea of sound
By the broken white lines we’re bound
Until the morning comes around
Hang our heads in the dark of December
In buried beds through the solstice lit embers
Spring arrives, but it cost us the winter
Gathering wood in the flash of a splinter
And we’ll watch the flames die down
Get lost in the place we’ve found
In a desert of dreams, we’ll drown
Till the morning comes around
Dragonflies and the scent of cedars
Comes late July and you know you must leave her
Summer days are a song never lasting
Autumn fades, one more year in its passing
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10. |
Glory Days
02:23
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Trying to lose the weight
On my mind while we wait
We’re driving home, coming home to you
I’ll drive through the night
With you in my sites
I’m coming home, coming home to you
Cause glory days are spent with you
And these old days I’m missing you
Cause glory days are spent with you
By my side
The west is getting colder
And I’m just getting older
I’m coming home
Coming home to you
The only place I’d rather be
Is right here, you with me
I’m coming home
Coming home to you
Cause glory days are spent with you
And these old days I’m missing you
Cause glory days are spent with you
By my side
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Waiting for the sea to take hold
I’m holding onto as these tides turn to unfold
Unfolding as I set my sails up to the north
Follow through braving port into the blue
It’s calling me, down winds passing overhead
And all of us found, lost in the sea for the dead
Stranded sore bearing the cold
We’re on an island looking out over the fold
Sea a darkness, casting storms up in the skies
The rain will come bleeding down, we close our eyes
To feel the sound, echo fog horns of hope
Salvation calls far beyond this land on the coast
The day before
The day before
The day before
In the snow, angels lying low
And I’ll ask them all about from where they fell
Rich or poor won’t get in the door
Like a rhyme St. Peter will be glad to tell
From a crib and a mother’s rib
I’ll rip and tear until I’m torn away
With my last sigh on the day I die
I will breathe a rite that you would never say
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12. |
The Escape
03:48
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When the leaves are falling brown
Floating through the forest
Skeleton trees without a sound
Sing the autumn’s chorus
Held her with her looking down
To the bridge before us
Somewhere on the edge of town
Someone sings the chorus
Will you wait for me or will you run
Out of the darkness that I have become
Innocent fools in the bed that we made
Frozen in shadows of sheets where we lay
I am a demon with you by my side
Can’t bear the sight of myself and my pride
You are an island where I will escape
Will you wait for me or will you run
Out of the darkness and into the sun
Innocent fools in the bed that we made
Frozen in shadows of sheets where we lay
I am a demon with you by my side
Can’t bear the sight of myself and my pride
Your eyes are tiny islands where I will escape
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13. |
Northern Drives
02:31
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I will fall, just a hundred miles from here
And end it all, where Manitoulin coasts appear
By a fire's light, the one that burns most bright
I will feel its heat in the air, it'll guide my spirit there
Tell my mother and my father
Not to cry for me,
Because I'll always be with them
Hold my brother's and my sister's
Hands for me,
Because I'll always be among them
Cause I will fall, just a hundred miles from here
And end it all, where Manitoulin coasts appear
By a fire's light, the one that burns most bright
I will feel its heat in the air, it'll guide my spirit there
And in the coldest days, when you miss the words I say
Strike a match for me, because I'll always be
Cause when I fall, just a hundred miles from here
And end it all, where Manitoulin coasts appear
By a fire's light, the one that burns most bright
I will feel its heat in the air, it'll guide my spirit there
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The Wilderness of Manitoba Toronto, Ontario
The Wilderness of Manitoba has returned in 2021 with a new line-up and a new album entitled Farewell To Cathedral. The band prefers to characterize itself as an evolving entity. Whitwham says, "I've always believed in fresh collaborations." Their sound has run the gamut from its initial chamber folk sound to an expanded sonic palette combining cinematic indie pop and anthemic folk rock. ... more
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