1. |
The Two Caradocs
03:49
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The Two Caradocs
I walked the Long Forest, beneath yew and hornbeam.
Climbed up the Gaer Stone, chasing my dreams.
And down in Clun Valley, deep in the fields,
hidden in hedgerows, gifting their yields…
I came to the hillfort, shrouded in trees.
Circled the ditches, feeling so free.
And all around me, the earth has my back,
hugging me safely, against all attack, attack...
Hawthorn stands proudly, laden with red.
Gorse sings bright yellow, bracken’s my bed.
Moon shines above me, stars all around,
the earth is my pillow, on this soft mound.
Then I see figures moving, hazy at first,
digging the ditches, quenching their thirst.
Making defences, spikes and stockades,
putting up barriers, protection from raids, raids…
Beneath us comes marching, the ranks in full fling.
Their armour is glistening, swords ready to swing.
To conquer the natives, move people off their land.
The tribe must keep fighting, for their lives they must make a stand.
I feel their panic, see homes overthrown.
My kinsmen all slaughtered, taking all that they’ve grown.
But their voices still echo, as I slip back in time.
Their tale is unfolding, becoming one with mine, mine...
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2. |
In the Hollow of a Tree
03:14
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Tree
(Chorus between each verse)
You’ll find me here, in the hollow of a tree.
Just me, still as can be, can you see me?
As my leaves stretch up into the sky,
As the rain pours and the sun dries.
As the wind blows and my branches shake,
As the snow falls and the earth quakes.
As the hail storms, and the mist hides,
As the thunder rolls and the lightning strikes.
Day after day, year after year.
Watching the world change around me.
All that I knew, all that I saw.
Watching the world change around me.
So much has changed since I grew here.
So much has changed that I knew here.
As my trunk swells and my roots grow.
As my limbs shake of the ice and the snow
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And I Shall Go Unto a Hare
And I shall go unto a hare.
With eyes alight and auburn hair.
And I shall go unto a tree,
If only they could see what I see, a better place the world it would be.
And I run and I run and I run and I run x 3
If only they could see what I see,
A better place the world it would be.
She comes to me with her amber eyes,
And I fall into them and to my surprise,
She clothes me with her coat of fur,
And offers me her world to share x 2
And I run and I run and I run and I run x 3
She clothes me with her coat of fur,
And offers me her world to share.
Over the fields we leap and bound,
The moon above, stars all around,
My heart and hers are one the same,
Till I return to the world of men again x 2
And I run and I run and I run and I run x 3
My heart and hers are one the same,
Till I return to the world of men again.
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4. |
I Believe
02:54
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I Believe
I believe that the sky holds the darkness.
The stars will light the blackness, and the moon will rise again.
I believe that the clouds will hold above me.
Their rain fall down upon me, and the sun will shine again.
I believe that the waves will crash on the beaches.
The sea will move towards us, and the tides will turn again.
And I believe that the trees will grow above me.
Their roots dig deep beneath me, and the plants will flower again.
One day, I will leave this body,
feed the worms below me, and return to the earth again (repeat)
What will we leave, what will we take? What will we give, what will we make?
What will we reap, what will we sow? What will we plant, what will we grow?
What will we leave, what will we take?
What we will we give, what will we break? What will we break?
What will we leave, what will we sow? What will we plant, what will we grow?
What will we leave, what will we take? What will we plant, what will we break?
What will we break?
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5. |
Weaving the World
05:38
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Weaving the World
Deep in the woods, far from the path,
hidden by trees, where nobody sees.
Only the owl, the fox and the hare,
away from the snares, cos no-one goes there.
Chorus
There she sits, gathering herbs.
Weaving the world, yet only a girl.
The magic is all around her, you can feel it in the air.
The night draws in, the stars come out.
You can hear them shout, ‘Look up into the heavens’.
From out of the trees, creatures appear.
In their fur and wings, to dance and jump and sing.
Chorus
Then came the day, and she always knew it would.
When they’d catch her if they could and take away the forest.
One by one, the trees came down,
as they tore up the ground, all around her.
Chorus
Now who shall sing? And weave the world?
No longer the girl, in the forest.
But her voice sings on, with those who stand.
Hand in hand, to weave the land.
There they stand, hand in hand.
All over the world to weave the land.
The magic is all around them, you can feel it in the air.
There they stand our sisterly band,
hand in hand to weave the land.
The magic is all around us, you can feel it in the air x 3
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6. |
Company of Animals
04:23
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Company of Animals
Without the company of animals, I am nothing.
Without the branches and the leaves on the trees, I cannot breath.
Without the song of the birds in the air,
I cannot dance or sing, of all the beauty in the world, this beautiful world.
Without the crashing and the rolling of the sea, I have no power.
Without the flowers and creeping weeds, I cannot heal.
Without the feel of the soft earth beneath my feet,
I have no home, no weight, no grounding and no compass on this land,
this beautiful land.
Chorus
My home is full of creeping things.
Windows wide to the elements outside.
Dog hair clogging up my hoover.
A world of fur and a home to share,
with all I see, with all I see, with all I see,
in this beautiful world, this beautiful world.
Without the gentle humming of the bees, I cannot eat.
Without the flight of the swallow in the sky, I have no spring.
Without the call of the owls at night,
I cannot sleep or rest, knowing the dark is holding all my dreams, my dreams.
Without the sight of the soaring hills, I cannot run.
Without the rushing wind in my hair, I cannot fly.
Without the view from the mountain tops,
I cannot see or feel, all the other places in the world,
this beautiful world.
Chorus
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7. |
The Field
03:33
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The Field
Swallows gathering on the wire,
flocking over the wild flowers.
Fledglings struggling with new limbs,
their chattering song makes my heart sing, sing.
Sycle wings swoop and soar,
flying lower than before.
The world depends on an ounce of feathers,
my whole world depends on an ounce of feathers, feathers.
Chorus
Lying on my back in the field,
looking up at the sky overhead,
earth below me, sky above me,
everything is as it should be from here.
In the long grass deer sleep,
flattening beds of meadowsweet.
Badger tracks all around,
I follow their pathways,
trying not to make a sound, a sound.
Ears twitch in the field below,
black tips reveal more than they show.
Hare sleeps beneath the golden barley,
I want to run beneath the golden barley with the hares,
with the hares.
Chorus
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8. |
Clee Hill
02:45
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Clee Hill
Coming up onto the hill,
piles of earth around me still.
Rocks and soil dug from below,
quarried out what do we know.
Hollowed deep, the heart is lost,
chipped and cracked at such a cost.
Opened wide, their homes are gone,
destroyed now each and every one and
chorus
I am here and you’re still here.
Nothing’s here and everything’s still here and
nothing changes, everything changes.
Nothing changes and everything changes.
All around the lights are dim,
scattered now from within.
Time has passed and the tribes are gone,
what remains of their song?
Hearth and home, ramp and ditch,
was it worth it just to get rich?
Where are those rocks older than time?
Spread on roads it’s such a crime and
Chorus
But time, time, just time.
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9. |
Runesong
07:10
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Runesong
Fehu, Uruz, Thurisaz, Anzus,
Over the ocean, high on the mountain,
Deep in the forest, under the ice.
Fehu, Freya, Anzus, Odin
Can you hear me? Can you see me?
Are you with me? cos I’m waiting for a sign.
Fehu, Uruz, Anzuz, Odin
Over the ocean, high on the mountain,
Deep in the forest, under the ice.
Fehu, Uruz, Thurisaz, Anzus,
Gifu, Nauthiz, Othala, Algiz,
Are you with me? Can you see me?
Can you hear me? Cos I’m waiting for a sign.
Yes, I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m wating for a sign.
I’m waiting, I’m waiting, I’m waiting for a sign.
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10. |
Under the Endless Sky
03:14
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Under the Endless Sky
Under the endless sky, such beauty makes me cry,
A flash of bright blue wings, a darting fleeting thing,
A sudden splash and then, he flits back off again,
Returns to the same old branch, leaves me waiting in a trance.
Chorus
Your presence every day takes my breath away,
Fills my soul with peace, helps my worries release.
Hidden in the reeds, the warbler rests in ease.
A secret watery world, a swans neck gently curled.
Heron glides on in, the true fisher king.
Waiting oh so still, such elegance and skill.
Chorus
Dragonflies darting by, dazzling butterflies,
heady on summer’s scent, a brief life richly spent.
Bats circle at night, a glittering, wondrous sight,
I whisper to you in awe, of all the things we saw.
Chorus
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11. |
The Land Talks to Me
04:35
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The Land talks to me
Chorus
The land talks to me, the trees talk to me,
the plants talk to me, the birds talk to me,
I hear their voice, I hear their song and they hear mine too.
All around the earth, we are not alone, can you hear them?
Out into the woods at night,
I look up into the trees.
See their branches up above.
Hear their songs of love.
Chorus
Step into the river.
Sink beneath the flow.
Feel the water on my skin.
Back to the place where I begin.
Chorus
Up onto the hillfort,
I gaze out at the land below,
stretch my arms up into the sky.
Feel like I can almost fly,
Chorus
A change is coming, a change is coming.
Change is coming, change is coming,
Can you hear it, can you hear it. x 2
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