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Épissure
02:50
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Old and new prayer
02:35
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When you were born you cried
and the world rejoiced
Live your life so when you die
the world cries and you'll rejoiced
When you fell you cried
and your blood rushed out
Love your blood so when you fall
Your love spreads out to the world
When you rest you heard
all the noise around
Sing a song so when you'll rest
they can sing over their tears
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Hold on the line Shanty
03:07
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1. When the bread tastes like rain
And the rain doesn’t hush
The birds fly on and off
But you’re forever on the clock
Hold on the lines
‘til the Captain calls the drop
Hold on the lines
Even after the last drop
2. I’ve got no bag to pack
I’ll leave behind my coat
I’m sick of this rocking ship
Even if land has no good tip
3. If your compass is wrong
Blame it on your few penny
You’ve been throwing around
In every jar of whiskey
4. There ain’t much time to sip
A sweet numbing liquor
Nor more time to kiss
Her rosehip lips get bitter
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4. |
Same old story loop
02:32
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Every Monday morning,
I put my glasses on
Through the many scratches, I can still see the sun
Same old same old stories
You keep walking through
The same old, same old story loop
Tuesday by the evening
Pouring new oil on the cogs
Need to run this engine like a dog
Wednesday afternoon,
My feet are soaking wet
The fire’s low at home and nothing’s drying yet
Thursday night I’m bored
Of this cold n’ tasteless rice
If I was rich I’d give it to the mice
Friday on my knees
Begging for a bread
Lord told me I’d get more before I’d be dead
The weekend never comes
‘cause the neighbor needs a hand
I wouldn’t let them lonely carrying the pain
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5. |
So the road
03:01
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So, the road is long,
and you think, you'll never be back.
So, the road is long,
and you think, you'll never be back
So, you've been walking far
until the city ends, on a narrow lane
So, you think that everything changed
but your haircut still the same
Cause you've been waiting, walking,
and running through a dark cloud
And always, whispering
A song to your soul
Trying, not to lose
your hope in the mess
But falling once or twice
Don’t worry you’ll stand up
So, you're now at the end of the road
You’ve got ahead a clear new ground
So, the road was long,
you wanna keep on moving on.
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Loose lines
03:31
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Maybe my lines are loose
Maybe I catch the wind
But I’ve been told
That I’m hard to catch
If my feet stand on stone
But my head climbs aloft
Will I see your shadow
Or will I just split up
There’s no chance, you can tie me still
I might just leave with the next tide
Once my lines are untied
Might not get the chance to kiss goodbye
What if my lines are tangled
And drop down the wrong net
Will I dare to jump
Or avoid getting wet
I can tell the north
on a cloudy sky
But I've been told
that I'm hard to catch
Is there a chance, you can tie me still
I might just drift with the next tide
Once my lines are untied
you might not get the chance to kiss goodbye
Goodbye
sweet lines
Catch the wind
Let it spin
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7. |
Poem in Gm
02:40
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Curves and curls are growing wild
While straight lines are covered in ice
If the sun can’t shine through your eyes
Your tears are gonna help them to try
When you choose, you leave behind
What made up, your previous mind
Waves and winds will flow and blow
Where silence and peace try to grow
Ghosts will follow you around
Until you tear your old houses down
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8. |
Alphabet Lullaby
04:02
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Mama tell me why it’s worth I learn the alphabet
If there’s no one around to hear me say
Is it some kind of magic trick that I don’t get,
Or is it just me who’s lost the bet
I’ve got a hammer in my bag
But I never carry the nails
No luck I can’t hang a rag up
But I can tear down this shed
Baby, you gotta learn your alphabet
Who’s gonna read you stories when I’ll be dead
There’s no secret to love but blood and pain
The sun will rise and set on every day
You’ve got a hammer in your bag
But never carry the nails
No luck you can’t hang a rag
You gotta focus on the pace
Mama let me tell you my alphabet
It got new letters caught in the net
Diamonds don’t shine when covered in dirt
But they still the hardest rock to crack
I’ve got a hammer in my bag
And couple nails around
With luck I can hang a rag
And surely can build a shed
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Souvenir
03:27
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Wild flowers someday will fade
Still the best cookies are quick to bake
Sweet treats make your pain
A little less clogging the drain
You picked me up at half passed three
We were headed down to the Big Easy
You had a shotgun house near mid-city
Tic toc, can you hear the ticking clock
Switch gear, it’s time to change lane
You melt my heart with an ice cream cone
You kinda knew that I was far from home
Even if I thought that I could belong
The parade trucks threw beads at us
But you never threw a ring at me
Even if I sang you your fave lullabies
Now the marching bands strolling down Esplanade
Hang on if you doubt you can carry on
I had my ticket home and a bag to pack
And you kept on holding back
You showed how to throw rock down on the tracks
But you missed the train, now the river’s high
The steamboat ain’t picking random guys
You gotta to find another wheel to drive
The marching band still strolling down on Esplanade
Are you seriously just switching lane
Tic toc, you could hear my ticking clock
Sorry love, it's too late to change lane
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10. |
Blank page syndrome
03:12
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It’s time to grab, this blue ink stick
And try to stab the paper with
Or try this red marker
Would maybe help you to tear the fiber
Cause you're dealing with…the blank page syndrome
I hope you're soon to this RPM last song
I'm dealing with, the blank page syndrome
you're going through this RPM last song.
I grabbed a cup of tea, and poured in some honey
I guess too much coffee, gets me a little jittery
Did I really eat that whole jar of cooky?
Now my brain is feeding on crumbs, I got no more words to add to this verse
I'm dealing with…the blank page syndrome
I'm going through this RPM last song
I'm dealing with, the blank page syndrome
Am I through this RPM last song.
I say around, these are the last words
That I wrote down, to try to make it work.
But in fact, I wrote these on the 10th of month,
not even half done through the 6th song, guess it'll be long
'Cause…this blank page syndrome
I'm not even with my RPM last song
I'm dealing with, the blank page syndrome
I guess I'm through this RPM last song.
I got it through this RPM last song
I made it through this RPM last song
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Maude Blanchet St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
Coming from the french lands of Québec, and now living on the edge of the Atlantic ocean, Maude uses piano and cello to carry her folk inspired melodies about journey, learnings and encounters.
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