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Winter in the Mountains
03:22
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Winter in the Mountains
It’s winter in the mountains they’re white from the first snow
On a cold and clear morning you can see the trees below
The nights are long, the days are bright and all that you can hear
Is the sound of bells ringing, ‘cause it’s that time of year
Ooh ooh ooh
Starlight will guide me home, I'm goin' home
Ooh ooh ooh
If I just dream enough I'll open my eyes
And I'll be home in the mountains
Winter in the mountai-ai-ai-ains
Wool blankets in a pile, wine glasses stained with red
Wax spilled upon the table from a candle that we fed
The scent of pine fills the room from branches we hauled in
The air spun with last nights fun still hangs around the den
Ooh ooh ooh
Starlight will guide me home, I'm goin' home
Ooh ooh ooh
If I just dream enough I'll open my eyes
And I'll be home in the mountains
Winter in the mountai-ai-ai-ains
The city’s just no place to be out in the cold
I’d leave it all behind if that would take me home
There’s powder on the mountain I can feel it from afar
And I just want to wake up where you are
instrumental verse
The sun is in the sky now spilling yellow into white
Steam rises from a cup of coffee fueling words I write
All I want for Christmas is to feel that mountain air
Curl up around the fire beneath my baby’s care - hold for 1 extra bar
Ooh ooh ooh
Starlight will guide me home, I'm goin' home
Ooh ooh ooh
If I just dream enough I'll open my eyes
And I'll be home in the mountains
Winter in the mountai-ai-ai-ains
Ooh ooh ooh
Starlight will guide me home, I'm goin' home
Ooh ooh ooh
If I just dream enough I'll open my eyes
And I'll be home in the mountains
Winter in the mountai-ai-ai-ains
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On the Farm
03:04
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On The Farm
Up on the mesa was a piece of virgin land
Overlooking the beach where waves turn stone into sand
A fine lady came along to lend a helping hand
Seed to dirt, now she’s managing supply and demand
Walking in circles, up and down these fields
The more she gives, oh the more that she yields
Well the work never ends but she’s held in the arms
Of all that really matters on the farm
Straw flowers hanging to dry on the clothesline
Sweet peas in the greenhouse sprouting getting ready to climb
A rooster talks back to the crow cawing on a pine
The chard and cilantro and the kale start having a good time
Walking in circles, up and down these fields
The more she gives, oh the more that she yields
Well the work never ends but she’s held in the arms
Of all that really matters on the farm
Well it’s a year round system of non-stop tender care
But when it’s time to get down to business she’s on a tear
Tilling up the soil on her tractor in the open air
To bring the red leaf lettuce and beets to the harvest fair
Walking in circles, up and down these fields
The more she gives, oh the more that she yields
Well the work never ends but she’s held in the arms
Of all that really matters on the farm
Walking in circles, up and down these fields
The more she gives, oh the more that she yields
Well the work never ends but she’s held in the arms
Of all that really matters on the farm
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Grace
03:12
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Grace
Turkey’s roasting, mama’s chopping
Everybody’s talking in the kitchen all at once
Politics and old scores, sparks fly, wine is poured
Mama keeps calling for a little help to get the dinner done
Somehow it all comes together
With silver forks and the fancy plates
We’re in the same room and we’re worlds apart
Building bridges and it’s just so hard
But nothing’s sweeter than the smile on mama’s face
When we all take hands and say …. Yeah we say grace
Isn’t the weather something? I see you’re still smoking
You’re just like Uncle John before he got his iron lung
Yeah that’s the way we work it, but nobody’s perfect
We all get tangled up in trying to be clever one
Somehow it all comes together
With silver forks and the fancy plates
We’re in the same room and we’re worlds apart
Building bridges and it’s just so hard
But nothing’s sweeter than the smile on mama’s face
When we all take hands and say …. Yeah we say grace
Yeah we say grace
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Lady Tamarind
02:40
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Lady Tamarind
Lady Tamarind was quite impossible to tame
Other women fantasized about her life of fame
Mannequins and candlesticks were littered through her room
Footstools over persian carpets tuberose perfume
Beneath her lace and corsets velvet pockets hang
Gears and gauges wind the time but it passes all the same
From behind a paper screen spun her gramophone
Melodies and vinyl notes when she was all alone
Steel strings and whiskey in a vintage submarine
Voyages on rocket ships with steam machinery
Her ruffles tumbled to the floor beside an ivory cane
Gears and gauges wind the time but it passes all the same
Just like clockwork in a watch these hands were built to last
Gold is soft and copper rusts so we will go with brass
On the icebox riding boots and poppies in her hat
Romance under parasols sun goggles at her back
Her monocle of sepia tones wound around a chain
Gears and gauges wind the time but it passes all the same
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Matilde
04:03
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Matilde
Matilde takes your hand and leads you to the land
Where olive trees climb up the hills
In her other hand, a basket and a plan
She tells you, “We’re picking berries to make jam”
You pass by the garden where purple onions grow
Dry beans hang above the green tomatoes
Then she runs ahead past the lavender bed
You call her name, but she’s gone
How fast these moments pass, but you want this one to last
The sparrows sing as they pass you by
Barefoot on the grass, it’s not too much to ask
As you look up at the ever changing sky
At the end of the road, that’s where you’ll find the gold
The dogs come running around the bend
Two goats and a sheep, three chickens and some geese
A menagerie leads you to her side
There in the brambles, tangled up in bliss
Blackberry juice painted on her lips
The humming of the bees is just enough to tease
Sweet nothings from the flowers all around
How fast these moments pass, but you want this one to last
The sparrows sing as they pass you by
Barefoot on the grass, it’s not too much to ask
As you look up at the ever changing sky
When the sun hangs low, you know it’s time to go
You follow Matilde through the vines
Woodsmoke calls you home to a house made of stone
Something fresh is cooking on the stove
Through the green door to the cellar, wrapped in gentle words
Jars of honey, olive oil, soap and herbs
Just beyond the walls, her grandmother calls
Below you her berries form a heart
How fast these moments pass, but you want this one to last
The sparrows sing as they pass you by
Barefoot on the grass, it’s not too much to ask
As you look up at the ever changing sky
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Good Hands
03:01
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Good Hands
Maybelle was a jumping horse, born in the north
destined for a life in southern seas
Never missed a landing, she could handle any course
Until she tore a tendon beneath her right knee
You’re sure to win some, but you’ll lose now and again
All that really matters is you’re strong in the end
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
Charlie was a race horse, his father was a stud
Happy on the track, he was born to run
Nervous in stable where he couldn’t move around
It was late one summer night when colic took him down
You’re sure to win some, but you’ll lose now and again
All that really matters is you’re strong in the end
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
I’ve seen my share of purebreds, pintos, jacks and mules
But Sydney was my favorite chestnut mare
A healthy foal she’d give me in the springtime every year
and birthed them all at home til she needed care
You’re sure to win some, but you’ll lose now and again
All that really matters is you’re strong in the end
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
So keep on, keepin on
and I will always keep you in good hands
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Side By Side
03:14
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Side By Side
I saw that you called me, are you ready to talk?
It’s been just so long since you reached out at all
You know I’ve been waiting, watching seasons go by
Hoping for some kind of healing between you and I
I still remember holding you close
A babe wrapped in white blankets, the day mom brought you home
Yeah I paved the way for you, but you made it bright
I’m counting on the day we’ll be walking side by side
Who knows what demons, you got knocking at your door
But you know you can call on me, when you can’t take it no more
Cause I’m on your side, I want you to win
So I don’t understand why you won’t let me in
I still remember holding you close
A babe wrapped in white blankets, the day mom brought you home
Yeah I paved the way for you, but you made it bright
I’m counting on the day we’ll be walking side by side
I’m counting on the day we’ll be walking side by side
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Mirabelle
03:12
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Mirabelle
Out in the backyard creek, we like to play
Picking up rocks and climbing up trees
We got a fort made of an old lemonade stand
We’re building it up but nobody knows
Na na na na na… I’m there will Mirabelle, where we can be ourselves
Na na na na na… looking for beads and shells, me and Mirabelle
I think I saw a snake on the tree with the ivy
But I kept climbing up anyway
Cause you never know what you’re, gonna find outside
We see something different every day
Na na na na na… I’m there will Mirabelle, where we can be ourselves
Na na na na na… looking for beads and shells, me and Mirabelle
Wearing our boots, crunching the ground
Stepping in the mud and splashing around
Breaking off branches, swinging on a rope
Making up names and making noise
I’m there will Mirabelle, where we can be ourselves
Na na na na na… looking for beads and shells, me and Mirabelle
Na na na na na… I’m there will Mirabelle, where we can be ourselves
Na na na na na… looking for beads and shells, me and Mirabelle
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The Hunter
03:26
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The Hunter
My uncle was a hunter, he grew up on the land
When he was just a boy he'd catch a rabbit with his hands
He lived for Sunday mornings when his father took him out
Tracking wild deer in the woods behind their house
He married the local baker, she gave four daughters and a home
They went trekking in the summer sun and playing in the winter snow
Prized and loved by all who knew him, those with whom he shared
I was one of many for whom he greatly cared
He’d place his big hands on my shoulders, and look down into my eyes
As if I were the finest sight, then he’d nod his head and smile
With a booming voice that shook the ground he would say my name
And I knew how much he loved me, and it's his love that will remain
Nature beckoned him to pursue headlands near and far
From the Black Forest to the plains of Namibia
He felt no fear when he faced the beasts that gave to him their lives
And to each daughter a zebra skin, they were his greatest pride
He’d place his big hands on their shoulders, look down into their eyes
As if they were the finest sight, then he’d nod his head and smile
With a booming voice that shook the ground he would say their names
And they knew how much he loved them, and it's his love that will remain
Home life may have lacked the thrill of savannah and mountain trail
But he found a place in the garden under moonlight hunting snails
And at the table feasting on fresh meat and beer and bread
Every evening with his wife and before they went to bed...
He’d place his big hands on her shoulders, and look into her eyes
She was surely the finest sight, then he’d nod his head and smile
With a booming voice that shook the ground he would say her name
And she knew how much he loved her, and it's his love that will remain
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I'm With You
03:14
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I’m With You
So tell me what went down
There's no one else around,
Nothing you could say would make me turn away
We're meant to crash and burn,
That's the way we learn,
There's no shortcut through the pain
Thanks for calling me, thanks for reaching out
You know in life it's the little things that count
When I was lost at sea, you came to comfort me
You stayed beside me ‘til I was free of doubt
I want you to know I understand
You’ve been through the fire, you could use a friend
I will be the one to see you through
You're not alone cause I'm with you
Some people only see, what they can take from me
But I knew from the moment that we met
That I could dream with you, nothing we couldn't do
And you would never see me as a threat
Thanks for calling me, thanks for reaching out
You know in life it's the little things that count
When I was lost at sea, you came to comfort me
You stayed beside me ‘til I was free of doubt
I want you to know I understand
You’ve been through the fire, you could use a friend
I will be the one to see you through
You're not alone cause I'm with you
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Song for Mama
02:47
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Song for Mama
From the day you gave birth
To my first steps between the folds of your skirt
You brought me up, you raised me well
I mostly brought you joy as far as I can tell
Across the years, through thick and thin
I know you’ll always love me until the end
I hear your voice, it guides me through
Raging storms or skies of blue
Oh mama, I’m always gonna love you
There are days when we don’t agree
See eye to eye, I think it’s you, you think it’s me
I want less, you want more
But it’s nothing we haven’t been through before
Across the years, through thick and thin
I know you’ll always love me until the end
I hear your voice, it guides me through
Raging storms or skies of blue
Oh mama, I’m always gonna love you
Thinking back to your care
The many times I reached out to find you there
Like a rose to the spring
So many gifts to us the seasons bring
Across the years, through thick and thin
I know you’ll always love me until the end
I hear your voice, it guides me through
Raging storms or skies of blue
Oh mama, I’m always gonna love you
Oh mama, I’m always gonna love you
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Morning Star
04:03
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Morning Star
The first light is here to take over the sky
But it’s still too dark to see the light in your eyes
Still I know they’re open and they’re looking right at me
Pouring out your love like a river floods the sea
Under the constant sun
A band of horses runs
No distance is too far
You are my morning star
You are my morning star
I remember the first night we met, never thought I’d see you again
But when love has a means it doesn’t have an end
You had a master plan, little did I know
We just needed common ground before our love could grow
Under the constant sun
A band of horses runs
No distance is too far
You are my morning star
You are my morning star
On the necklace of the dawn, a single pearl is shining
From her eastern door Venus is rising
Like a sandhill crane flies thousands of miles in a year
I will follow you I will risk my greatest fears
I know when the time is right you will follow me too
But now I give thanks for these moments close to you
Under the constant sun
A band of horses runs
No distance is too far
You are my morning star
You are my morning star
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The Sleeping Lady’s Daughter
Bring me back to the place that I know
Where the live oaks, the bays and the sagebrush grow
Give me the night, high on a hill
Past Pan Toll Station and the old redwood mill
Above blankets of fog where hummingbirds thrive
There’s no better place to watch the sun rise
Then glide down the mountain to ride in the swell
Across long sandy beaches to the call of the quail
I come from this land, oh I come from this water
People call me the Sleeping Lady’s Daughter
Held in the bosom of all that is wild
I’ll always belong here like mother and child
They say the life of a mountain ain’t counted in years
I’ve spent half of mine giving you my ears
I heard that you miss me now that I’m gone
But no distance could drown out your beautiful song
Where the twilight rolls in on a cool misty breeze
The coyotes are laughing under manzanita trees
And a great horned owl’s sitting perched on a limb
To watch the sun set across the Pacific Rim
I come from this land, oh I come from this water
People call me the Sleeping Lady’s Daughter
Held in the bosom of all that is wild
I’ll always belong here like mother and child
I’ll always belong here like mother and child
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Lucia Comnes San Francisco, California
"Music that heals broken hearts." Lucia Comnes is an independent American singer, songwriter, fiddler and guitarist with a 'singular voice' (SF Chronicle) whose roots music crosses genres of Americana, folk, Irish, bluegrass & rock. She writes powerful melodies with forceful, powerful, earthy lyrics that reflect her connection to the elements. ... more
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