1. |
The Heralding
01:12
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2. |
Proclamation
03:07
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3. |
Through the Fire
03:22
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Through the fire and back again, my mother's only daughter
To touch the earth and drink the air and dwell beside the water
Wings and song, the grace of birds, reminders of the Spirit,
Call my soul to open wide and tune my heart to hear it
Through the fire and back again, my mother's only daughter
To feel the earth and taste the air and rest beside the water
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4. |
In My Bones
02:17
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There once was a time when people were gentle
We'd talk to the trees and were never alone
All that we owned were our baskets and digging sticks
I still remember it in my bones
Well, sometimes we quarreled and then we forgot it
For all to keep living we needed each one
All that we owned was the skill in our fingers
I still remember it in my bones
We never had locks and our lives were not hidden
Our tears and our laughter were shared all around
All that we owned were our dreams and our stories
I still remember it in my bones
There once was a time when people were gentle
We'd talk to the trees and were never alone
All that we owned were our dreams and our digging sticks
I still remember it in my bones
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5. |
Snowbound
02:03
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6. |
Haul and Stack
03:10
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Haul and stack, haul and stack, see it out your window
Haul and stack, haul and stack, you‘ll see it covered with snow
Leaves of green and branches brown, now the saw has brought them down
Take the harvest of the grove, bring it home to fuel the stove
Gratitude to birch, to oak, when we kindle, when we stoke
Gratitude to maple, too, warming us the winter through
Gratitude to soil, to air, all our relations everywhere
Gratitude to sun, to rain, to this wheel which turns again
Since Prometheus stole the flame, it has ever been the same
Centuries of hearth fire glow as generations come and go
Blessings as we take our turn, as our fires and passions burn
Warmth and comfort, friends and kin, till we ourselves are gathered in
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7. |
Reeds in the Wind
03:11
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8. |
Vidury Lauke
02:33
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A Lithuanian courting song, which says:
In the middle of the field grows a pine grove
In that pine grove, a new inn
A new inn, an innkeeper
An innkeeper, a young daughter
Young daughter, will you be mine?
If you come with six horses and three carriages
One carriage for my brothers
One carriage for my sisters
One carriage for me
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9. |
Lighthouse Hill
03:02
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10. |
Roll Me in the River
02:47
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Roll me in the river, roll me in your arms
Roll me in the river, drown me in your charms
Roll me like a dolphin, roll me like an otter
Roll me where the current flows, roll me in still water
Roll me in the shallows, roll me in the deep
Roll me round and round again, roll me till I weep
Roll me to the ocean, roll me in the sea
Roll me in the tidal pools, pour yourself on me
Roll me in the river, roll me in your arms
Roll me in the river, drown me in your charms
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My father was a whaling man, I'm proud to tell to thee
Master of the whaling ship the Lively Sally
The fiercest Quaker whaling man to leave Nantucket shore
But he said to his wife one day, I fear there will be war
In 17 and 75 we set out upon the sea,
Sailed up the Hudson River, to a place near Albany
We bade farewell to father's ship, and to the fishing life
To make a new beginning far away from war and strife
In the forests of the Iroquois, we meant to start anew
We of the Folger family, and our Brother Samoset too,
He lost his parents to sickness, several years before
When most Nantucket natives died upon that wind swept shore
In the Easton Quaker settlement, we lived two happy years
Till Johnny Burgoyne's army came, and we were filled with fear
For through out the weeks of summer, Burgoyne's Indian allies,
Were sent to raid our settlements, that army to supply
'Twas at our midweek meeting, the Indians came at last
They burst into our meeting house, and a frightening gaze they
cast
Upon each seated Quaker, as we worshiped silently
And then their leader met the gaze of Zebulon Hoxie
Each looked into the other's eyes, not a word was said
The natives put their weapons down, and each man bowed his
head
And at the rise of meeting, our native guests we led,
To Zebulon Hoxie's house, there to break our bread
And when the meal was taken, their chief rose up to say
I came into your house today, each one of you to slay
I found you talking with your God, I listened also
He told me not to kill you, in Friendship now we'll go
He fixed a feather o'er our door, a sign that we were friends
And there I leave my story, though this story never ends,
For they saw God in all of us, as we saw God in them
And thee may think on Easton, and live in peace, my friends
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13. |
Meander
02:30
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14. |
Deepdale Beck
01:24
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15. |
Boys of Blue Hill
03:07
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16. |
Hall Farm Kitchen
03:36
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19. |
Gone Beyond Gone
04:03
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Slipping my mooring to take one more ride
Ebbing away like the outgoing tide
You knew I’d be leaving but you didn’t know I'd
Be gone beyond gone in the morning
Gone beyond gone where all captives go free
Down where the teardrops return to the sea
Safe in the heart of the Great Mystery
Gone beyond gone in the morning
We’re here, then we’re not, like the dew on the grass
And this is what happens, for all things must pass
Think on me kindly and raise me a glass
Gone beyond gone in the morning
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Katherine Rhoda Hiram, Maine
I'm a Maine musician fostering authentic human connection through music as a singer, song leader, multi-instrumentalist, &
recording artist. Marxophone, violin-guitar, harpeleik, & other fretless zithers a specialty, but more than just a novelty act!
Physical CDs & more at
katherinerhoda.com
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