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The Beacon
04:24
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Cold blows the wind
From these great heights
A mist lingering
Beneath black and darkened skies
You can see it from the valley
You can feel it in the air
When it gets into your skin
The darkness creeping in
Ancient is the path
That we tread
Our internal map
Points in one direction
Where will the tracks lead our thoughts?
When will our hearts beat together as one?
What do we bring?
To our Beacon
Our love is a Beacon
Strong and steady
Our love is a Beacon
We are ready
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2. |
Edith Cavell
02:34
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She was binding the wounds of her enemies
When they came
They battered the door with their rifle-butts
Crashed into it
They haled her before the judges
Where they sat
With question and menace
The judges assailed her
“Yes, I have broken your law,” she said
“I have tended the hurt
And hidden the hunted
Have done as a sister
Does to a brother
Deal as you will with me
To live in the life I vowed”
In the terrible hour of the dawn
When the veins are cold
They led her forth to the wall
She said “Love requires of me all”
She faced them gentle and bold
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3. |
I Make A Nest
03:52
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The rusty lace of Autumn Lays her magic down
And I remember who I am And where it is I’m found
The years of the earth
Revealed in fading sunlight
As Summer bows her glory
Her last swallows take their flight
It would take an artist
To paint these sunset skies
With hands like no other
To sketch beauty for our eyes
It feels like coming home
Back to what we’ve lost
I make a nest
As all creatures must
My soul magnifies
The colours of the Moor
Internalises every sense
And floods me to restore
Set within the landscape
The flash of red and pink
The berries dare Winter on
To paint with icy ink
I can stand and feel it
The lives from years past
As they shed their dusty skins
Lay them to rest at last
To every thing there is a season
Autumn gives me all I’ve lost
So, I make a nest
As all creatures must
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4. |
Whenever You See A Robin
04:43
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Jimmy said Dad was once described
As a cross between Clint Eastwood and Stig of the Dump
He was brave too, drove his car into Jimmy’s
To stop it rolling into traffic and into trouble
Time is made up, just everything happening at the same time
Whenever you see a robin
Don’t forget to tip your hat, dear chaps
It was said that Dad was chased by a bear one time
Oh boy! did he love his dog called Scooter
Riding horses across Spanish mountains
I think he wanted to be a cowboy, just need some guns
He marched for peace, without a penny to his name
On his wedding day, he wore machine gun bullets around his waist
You can hear the wolves howling at night
In the Western wing at Sparkwell, the wolves he fed as a child
He lived in a squat in London,
A haunted farmhouse called Bellamarsh
Cracklewood in South Brent, trying to create his pyramid
He used to ride with the robins on his prized Ducati
Following the wind through Thurlestone
Staverton, Avon Dam and up The Mountain
We lost him on the 5th of December.
Sudden and unexpected.
Too young, too hard, we weren’t ready for it.
Whenever You see a Robin, don’t forget to tip your hat, dear chaps
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5. |
Every Creature Is A Book
03:38
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Like the wing of a butterfly
Blown into the wind
We are, we are... so delicate
Like the hug of the ocean swell
We can feel the smallness of ourselves against her
We ignite the air
Every Creature is a book
Every Creature has a hungry ghost
Every childlike soul longs to wander
Every Creature is a book
The push and pull of an endless tide
Working our way back into the dust
Secure and stable roads
Mother nature swallowed them whole
The wind is curling, the waves are crashing down
The soul is a wanderer and with the seasons change
Where possibilities sleep, discoveries emerge
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Lights
03:07
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Lights fire up the sky I hear you calling
I feel you call me
Time is but a lie
It don’t bring you closer
We don’t get closer
You I’ve known before
See you inside me
I recognise it
But all the roads
I’ve tried Have left me out in the cold
All the words I’ve sighed Will never reach your soul
Bruise will mark what’s left
They’ll fade in time
They’ll fade from your mind
Tongue tied up and caught
But your lips are moving
And I find their meaning
But all the roads I’ve tried
Have left me out in the cold
All the words I’ve sighed Will never reach your soul
Every single tie is breaking from my hold
All these words and lines
Are stories we weren’t told
But you I’ve known before
See you inside me
I recognise it
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Anam Cara
05:34
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‘It will be cold.’
My skin tells me
And my mind listens
Forces my pores to contract
My organs to withdraw
As though all I am is blood and bone
As though all that is worth honouring is my body.
But from this well of flesh
My soul whispers
And my heart turns and leaps with knowing
Commandeers the frigate that is my matter
And steers me towards the river
And sure enough, as I bathe in its cooling depths
Forgiving hands pull away the cells that no longer serve me
As I turn to you a small voice whispers
‘It is cold but it is wonderful too’
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F.C. Jonas
04:16
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How do you measure the life of a man?
By years, by words or the lines on his hand?
Can you tell a soul good by the deeds it has done?
Can you count the days by the miles that they’ve run?
You felt time slipping from you
And you cut off that limb, though you didn’t need to
You say that you’ve lived too long
You’re tired of this life and you want to go home
And I wonder did you ever know your worth?
Did you know how very loved you are?
Life is strange and it’s fragile in our hands
Maybe our lives never go as we had planned
But life is dancing with you
Though you buried your soul when you didn’t need to
And you think of your time left to roam
And you cherish each day before you journey home
And you hold every day before you journey home
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Shelter
03:56
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May your home be a shelter
When you roam, won’t you know you’ve got home
To comfort you
May your feet feel the blessing
Of the sacred earth, this ancient path
To which we all once belonged
And we will return
May the weight of this world fall
And lighten the load from the burdens you hold
On your shoulders
And you will unfurl your sail
To awaken adventure, your spirit will navigate
The stormy seas
For you were born to wander
For you were born to wander
(Wide open arms wait you)
Won’t you come home – with your eyes young again
Won’t you come home – where your thoughts never think to wander
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10. |
Black Is The Colour
05:26
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Black is the colour
Of my true loves hair
His lips are like some roses fair
He’s the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
I love the ground where on he stands
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground where on he goes
I wish the day it soon would come
When he and I could be as one
I go to the Clyde and I mourn and weep
For satisfied I never can be
I write him a letter, just a few short lines
And suffer death, a thousand times
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Harbottle & Jonas Totnes, UK
Harbottle & Jonas are a stunning young folk duo based in Totnes, Devon. Their music is eclectic and is always accompanied with a great story. They have received plaudits from folk royalty including Seth Lakeman, Jon Boden, Rod Clements, Declan Sinnott, BBC Introducing and have recently been endorsed by Seasalt Clothing. ... more
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