1. |
With You
03:00
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Promised yesterday
I left you in this place
Came back to what I thought
You promised yesterday
You fit into this space
Impossible display
I tapped into the source
It said to run away
With you, with you, with you
And a small guitar of wood
We could sing into the sky
And on the surface of your skin
I’d see the light sink into
Come into my place
Make me feel alive
I’ll give what I have
Somehow it’s worth a try
Come the devil that may
Lead us away
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2. |
Curious Moon
04:23
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Can I ask you a question?
The change is coming with a howling
And I forget that I am in it
But I don’t forget that it has become
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
We were in trouble
So curious
Trouble
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
We were in trouble
So curious
Trouble
And I wait for the answer
It comes down in a powder storm
And I say it is not nearly
A better night to climb the walls
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
We were in trouble
So curious
Trouble
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
We were in trouble
So curious
Trouble
And I can not say to you
Enormous moon
I’m not curious
Trouble
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
I was the night, you were the skies
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
I was the night, you were the sky
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
I was the night
I saw the moon, you saw the moon
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3. |
Wounded Knees
03:00
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I go down to the water
(To see you wait for me)
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you
(Please don’t make me)
I step into the current
(Because you told me so)
If this is not for good
It’s the chance you’re willing to take for me
(It’s like an open door)
I will come to you on wounded knees
Wounded knees
Wounded knees
If the river is wide, I’ll set to see
(Where will it take me?)
The options are getting small for me
(Will not forsake me)
I will come to you on wounded knees
Wounded knees
And if my arm becomes an empty object
I will sing to you
On wounded knees
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4. |
Goodbye
03:52
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The rules were gone
I set about the story's end
The price was high
Not an ordinary fake
This tale is long
And I was not the one to let you down
And I was sure
I’d have another chance to take
With you at last
Showing me another way
A vague direction
Enough to heed your voice again
Goodbye, it was fine
To have you here by my side
And oh, it could be alright
To be what you need to
By my side
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5. |
I Swim
03:29
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I’ve been thinking it’s been a while now
More than half of my life
And I’ve been pointing out
Until it saves me
Until it shows
Here lies the answer
I made it back to tell you
Sometimes I get lost to you
But this time I made it back to you
Sometimes I get lost to you
But this time I made it back
And when my sinking is done
I swim to see everyone
On the banks, you will stand
Reaching out with your hand
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6. |
Say It
03:25
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Although I’ve loved you for a long, long while
Would you say you were mine?
Would you say you were mine?
And I don't want to own you
Because I don't think that’s right
And our love will decide
If you say you were mine
If you say it
If you say you were mine
If you say you were mine
If you say it
And our love will decide if you say
If you say you were mine
When the boat is shaking
And the baby is stirred
Will you try to remember?
When I was a young bird?
If we fix what is broken
And I give you the time
And I will stand to meet you
At the end of the line
If you say it (take me out of the rain)
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7. |
June
04:09
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It’s time to learn, it’s time to dance
The romantic side of you has won again
How that shot keeps me entranced
I try to let it go
It leaves me hanging
By a thread
Off the ledge
My breath is holding on to you
If you keep moving
I’ll keep moving
And we both might keep on moving through
This happiness is not a dream
For sure, it takes some work
To find those in-betweens
June did not mean to leave me here
But she did just what she did
Now I’m hanging
In my web, in my bed
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8. |
St Cecilia
04:10
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I lost myself late one night
The moon was but a sliver, no woman in sight
I cuffed my hands, stuffed my mouth
And let the earth speak for me now
I put a kiss up on your head
Memories like this could haunt the dead
I lost myself in a dream on the back porch
Cecilia the saint had thrown me over
So I lit a match and I dug with my last spoon
Sculpting the stairs in the light of a sliver moon
Yours is a home with a bed to climb in
Mine is a room with space to fly in
Cecilia the saint has waken over
Cecilia the saint has taken over
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9. |
What to Do
02:44
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What were you thinking?
And where are you from?
There are so many days
They go on and on
The days are long and the night is lost
You’re drifting or you’re flying
I don’t know what to do about you
What were you trying?
And when did you stop?
There are so many ways to go on, on and on
The days are long and the night is lost
And I told myself that I would not stay
Is it bad luck to dream about the day before the day?
There are so many ways to go on
And I don't know what to do
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10. |
Wind in the Valley
02:20
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There is a hole in the ceiling
I won’t cover it up
Wind in the valley
Branches are dancing
I was made, I was not afraid
There is a windblown canyon
Flowing will shape us all
Wind in the Valley
Branded are dancing
I was made, I was not afraid
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T.Wilds NSW, Australia
The impact of T. Wilds’ voice is immediate and definitive. Distinctive, delicate yet powerful, and instantly
captivating.
Landing somewhere between the sophisticated soul of Sade, the wistful yearning of Nico, and the country-tinged soul of Gillian Welch, her music continues to evolve into its own genre of delicate indie-folk.
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