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Don't Despair
03:04
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When you wake up in the morning and your eyelids are
Frozen
And all around your body your lovers lie broken
Ah don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So you run to the mirror in search of a reason
But the ice upon your eyelids only remind you of the
Season
Ah don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So you go to the window in search of a sign
But the driving wind lights only serve to leave you blind
Ah don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So when you wake up in the morning and your eyelids are
Frozen
And all around your body your lovers lie broken
Ah don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
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I have sailed the deep rivers
Paid for passage round
Through the springs and the summers
And with snow blowing down
Through the aching and the breaking
And waters tumbling on
Will you find me
Where you left me
Can you bring my mind back now its gone
Yes, yes
Make the answer yes
Yes
I have sword with the evening
I paid with my song
For its coming and leaving
So it bore me along
Through the loveless and the lightless
And through nights which can bring a more pain
Can you see me can you hear me can you bring the light back again
Yes, yes
Make the answer yes
Yes
Give you all of my living give you all of my gold
Take the memories for keeping can you bring back my soul
From the east wind and the west wind
I told them to take it away for the being and the seeing
Can you bring it back make it stay
Yes, yes
Make the answer yes
Yes
Yes, yes
Make the answer yes
Yes
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3. |
Song from Beads
02:22
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And all my stakes are mist around some distant harbor
And all your love some girl above the desert
And the miles like wails of time will open wide as long windows of rain come crashing to our feet again
And colored panes will splash the sky within this hour
And days of matching seasons that come drifting by
And the miles like wails of time will open wide as long windows of rain come crashing to our feet again
And the contrasts of all our lives come to their ending
And all the pain erased by ghosts devoid of senses
And the miles wails of time will open wide as long windows of rain come crashing to our feet again
For all my stakes are mist around some distant harbor
And all your love some girl above the desert
And the miles like wails of time will open wide as long windows of rain come crashing to our feet again
And the miles like wails of time will open wide as long windows of rain come crashing to our feet again
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You have with gentle fingers
Untangled the brambled pathways of my mind
And shown me a clear road that I could follow to some peace
To some peace
But I have nothing beautiful to give
No I have nothing beautiful to give
I have nothing beautiful to give you
You have with weary arms enclosed me in your warmth
And I have rested there in happiness
In happiness uneasy, uneasy
But I have nothing beautiful to give
No I have nothing beautiful to give
I have nothing beautiful to give you
Your smiles have shown me the good way to laugh
And your living has taught me how not to die
How not to die
But I have nothing beautiful to give
No I have nothing beautiful to give
I have nothing beautiful to give you
And in return I give you my small gifts
The words I’m owned from love and sunlight
And the song my body sings when I am with you
When I am with you
Still I have nothing beautiful to give
No I have nothing beautiful to give
I have nothing beautiful to give you
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5. |
Good Mornin' Blues
04:42
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Good morning blues
Well I see you’ve come
Good morning blues
Yes, I’ve been on the run
Good morning blues
Well now I’m all undone
You can give my mind to the rag-man
Good morning love
Can I fit your skin?
Good morning love
No, I’m not what I seem
Take morning love
Don’t nail yourself to a dream
And I’ve knelt down before
Life gives no protection
It’s a hard-knocked school
If you don’t know your direction
Well there’s no rule
To make the connection
Ah you better play the fool
And I’ve played one far too long
Good morning blues
I can’t drive you away, yes
Good morning blues
Well you’re here to stay, ah yes
Good morning blues
Well now what’s the delay?
You can give my mind to the rag-man
Life gives no protection
It’s a hard-knock school
And if you don’t know your direction
Well there’s no room
To make the connection well
Ah you better play the fool
And I’ve played one far too long
Good morning blues
I can’t drive you away, yes
Good morning blues
Well you’re here to stay, ah yes
Good morning blues
Well now what’s the delay?
You can give my mind to the rag-man
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6. |
Durocher
04:49
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When I wake up in the morning
Pilled and lines
My hands upon the pillow
Are still clutching
And upon my eyes seem to break the blackest dawn
So when I hear your words, babe
Then I know what’s coming on
For your laughter keeps flowin’
For your laughter keeps flowin’ all over me
Sometimes I get to thinking what’s the use of going on?
What’s the use of loving?
When hatred is so strong
All is empty
Silence only weak
So when I see your smile, babe
I continue to see
For your laughter keeps flowin’
For your laughter keeps flowin’ all over me
If I’m waiting for the answers
To end the hurting and the pain
All the roads I’ve taken
Then they’re just the same
My life is a reflection of a confusion all about
So when I see your face, babe
Just breaks half the doubt
For your laughter keeps flowin’
For your laughter keeps flowin’ all over me
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7. |
Northwind
03:25
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The northwind is sitting at my bedside
And I can feel upon my face its fingers of crystal lace
Lord the northwind is lying down beside me
And upon its icy breath are kisses of certain death
Singing come to me
Singing come to me
Lover you know you’ve got get here
Evil is behind come drive from my mind
The northwind
Somewhere the lovers are enfolding
Deep within their transfixed eyes a winter lover dormant lies
Lord waiting to comfort in their parting
To bring a fine end to pain reveal the loss obscure the gain
Singing come to me
Singing come to me
Lover you know you’ve got get here
How much longer can I fight the caresses in the night of
The northwind
The northwind is sitting at my bedside
And I can feel upon my face its fingers of crystal lace
Lord the northwind is lying down beside me
And upon its icy breath are kisses of certain death
Singing come to me
Singing come to me
Lover you know you’ve hot get here
Evil is behind come drive from my mind
The northwind
The northwind
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8. |
Swords of Gold
02:59
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Swords of gold cut the afternoon
There’s a lone cry occasionally
The sun was shining along the steep edge of my bed
The covers are all undone but nobody lies in them
Waiting to be warmed, waiting to be warmed
And the floor is covered with sprawled suitcases, and sealed cardboard boxes
Floor is freshly waxed
But the cases, and the boxes, are not yet unpacked
And I can no longer tell whether I am about to stay or to depart again
Depart again
Depart again
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9. |
Interval
04:45
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10. |
Reflections
08:08
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When you wake up in the morning and your eye lids are frozen
And all around your body your lovers lie broken
I don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So you run to the mirror in search of a reason
But the ice upon your eye lids only reminds you of the season
I don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So you go to the window in search of a sign
But the driving windy nights only serve to leave you blind
I don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love
So when you wake up in the morning and your eye lids are frozen
And all around your body your lovers lie broken
I don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring roses
Don’t despair
Tomorrow may bring love, yeah
Tomorrow may bring love
Yeah, tomorrow may bring love
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Beverly Glenn-Copeland New Brunswick
Born into a family all of whom were very musical, essentially studied the classical piano repertoire from ‘cradlehood,’ listening to his father playing the piano four to five hours a day. He went on to study classical music and then after a few years of concertizing he suddenly felt called to write music that would weave all the different musical cultures he had come to love. ... more
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