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Of Brides and Youths
03:29
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Old men say
all will fade, all will fade
and fall away
Old men say
all things change, all things change
in each its day
And we would say
let all remain, let all remain
in each its place
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Come, let's away
come, let's away from our families
we'll take us the foxes and your father's keys
far from the smokestacks and factories
and over the bridges and to the sea
Come, let's away
come, let's away from our homes
I'll play for you the calliope
and over our stolen riverboat
the notes alone will follow where we go
And I'll sing of love while you speak of truth
and I'll speak of war while you sing of youth
Shivaree and shake
all your bones on the riverbank
and cause a quake with your naked feet
all the way down to the sea
and marry me
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And you were young with all your bangs aligned
and sarafan of merchants' wives
so very long ago
And you were leaving with your back unbowed
callow heart and pockets out
and you told me not to go
And I resolved to make a better life
trading grains and foreign spice
but you were such a fool!
And I pulled flowers by the garden gate
petals dropping round my feet
and I was such a fool!
And we had let our dust commingle down
and drew a tendril from the ground
but you never saw it grow
And we had sons who walked the furrows straight
and harvested your pale estate
would I were there with you
And I have numbered days on turning leaves
and fifty threaded bones and beads
and I have waited here
And if you're coming round the curling road
in swirls of dust please let me know
and I will meet you there
and I will meet you there
But winter is coming in again
the winter is coming in again
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Mt. Tamalpais
03:23
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Sleep, baby, sleep when the night comes in
and all that you hear is the distant din
of the trains in the town or the howling wind
and the sound that it makes from shaking the limbs
and the leaves in the trees that hedge you in
And the stars where they are and always have been
are skillfully stitched through a silvery thread
on the the firmament canopy stretched overhead
that covers the freeway, forest and fen
and you while you quietly lie in your bed
sleep, baby, sleep
But soon you will grow and you'll go on your own
to far-off frontiers for to find you a home
but please, baby, please when you do have to go
will you tell me you'll send me word so I know
that you still remember me when I am old
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I know it comes and it goes
in time, boy.
But God knows
it mostly goes.
And Season's slings and her bows
and knives, boy,
slowly lay us low.
On our way, way out in California.
We had to make our separation,
there at the platform at the station,
and light out for the territory.
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In The Circuit Of The Sun New York, New York
In The Circuit Of The Sun is the ongoing project of Tofer Moran. It started in a bedroom in 2009 after dissolving his former band Proud Valletta and moving to San Francisco, and has since become an evolving collection of songs recorded in his home over the years. ... more
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