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Kaikoura
03:25
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Coronas in our pockets
Night falls on the beach
You can still see the mountains
just out of reach
Pebbles through your fingers
as I play my guitar
Gather all the driftwood
we'll make a fire
Will you be my love tonight?
Will you be my love tomorrow?
Will you sit on the beach, right here with me
while we watch the fire die?
The night is getting colder
Breeze comes from the sea
Your arm wrapped round my shoulder
feels right to me
Ooh
Ooh
Finally home
I will be your love tonight
I will be your love tomorrow
I will sit on the beach, if you'll sit here with me
while we watch the fire die
while we watch the fire die
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2. |
The Lovely Days
03:12
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Marigolds in the wind made my brother sneeze.
We spent our days in fallow fields, climbing up apple trees.
Ponds behind our house held treasures of the land.
Frogs and turtles, hard to catch, held proudly in our hands.
Oh the lovely days, we were young, we were free.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.
Sailboats on the lake went round and round and round.
The smell of smoke upon the air, leaves gathered on the ground.
And oh the lovely days, we were young, we were free.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.
Oh all the lovely days, still alive in a memory.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.
Marigolds in the wind made my brother sneeze.
We spent our days in fallow fields, climbing up apple trees.
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3. |
This Bed
02:46
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You sleep with your face down in the pillows
like you're hiding from the world.
I sleep with my face up to the ceiling,
and I smile when you snore.
I've gotten used to your warmth beside me
gotten used to your arm around me
and I never want to leave this bed.
Your alarm goes off at half to seven
You press snooze
You turn around and pull my body to you, saying
now don't you move
I've gotten used to your warmth beside me
gotten used to your arm around me
and I never want to leave this bed.
And it's cold outside these sheets
It's cold outside, don't wanna leave
It's cold outside these sheets
Let's forget the world and never leave this bed
Let's forget the world and never leave this bed
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As the Bark to a Tree
03:14
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Just one more embrace, before you board the train
and I'll pretend my loving arms can protect you from all harm.
Just one more embrace, one more kiss upon your brow,
and you're gone.
My love, my love, a soldier now
I watched you go, so tall, so proud.
A boy you are no more
They called you to war.
If I ever live to get home, you will not complain of being lonesome again, or of sleeping cold, for I will lay as close to you as the bark to a tree.
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Helen McCreary New York, New York
Helen is a wandering minstrel archaeologist. No really, she is. Helen has been a backpacking instructor in Wyoming, an archaeologist around the world, and now she’s a singer-songwriter based in NYC. She enjoys long walks through the wilderness while looking for artifacts, making music with lovely people, and talking about herself in the third person. ... more
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