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Lost in her name
04:12
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O my love
O my love (she is)
lost in the flame, (I am)
lost in her name, now
my love
Polaris, child
poured out like wine (she is)
lost in the sky, (I am)
lost in the night, now
my love
Light the kerosene
In the burn I see (her)
A shade of every moon (I am)
A shade of every moon, now
my love
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2. |
Metanoia (boreal)
04:25
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Out stealing horses
junkets on their dime
fjords and then onto the sea
Out stealing horses
junkets on their dime
fjords and then onto the sea
The last place on the earth is
the last place they'll go
in the wake of my soul they will know
Metanoia, metanoia
I'm headed north, boreal
Clank of the cowbells
barefoot and bonfire
timber and onto the fields
Clank of the cowbells
barefoot and bonfire
timber and onto the fields
The last place on earth is
the last place they'll go
in the wake of my dreams they will know
The last place on earth is
the last place they'll go
in the wake of my soul they will know
Metanoia, metanoia
I'm headed north, boreal
Like Willi and Edi
in whisper and snowflake
glacier and onto the sky
Like Anderl and Toni
in whisper and snowflake
glacier and onto the sky
The last place on earth is
the last place they will go
in the wake of my soul they will know
The last place on earth is
the last place they'll go
in the wake of my dreams they will know
Metanoia, metanoia
I'm headed north, boreal
I'm headed north, boreal
I'm headed north, boreal
I'm headed north, boreal
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This ain't no more than you wanted
this ain't no more than you need
the place you think you are going
is the place you will leave
Raise a flag in the city
hold your head up and dream
in times of peace you're a soldier
let your talk be your deed
This ain't no more than you wanted
this ain't no more than you need
the place you think you are going
is the place you will leave
Spy a glass that is broken
drown on a skiff in the sea
like a spirit you're haunted
by the dice and the key
This ain't no more than you wanted
this ain't no more than you need
the place you think you are going
is the place you will leave
So drink a cup full of barley
look to the hills and the trees
your soul is just a reflection
of all the things you will be
This ain't no more than you wanted
this ain't no more than you need
the place you think you are going
is the place you will leave
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4. |
I swear
02:39
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The heavens will open
like a dove she will descend
your druthers are choking
and the rain will wash your sin
sullied by bottle
and rhyme-rusted care
like tent-folk that travel
by soap-box and ware
I swear
Bread cast on waters
the seed is in the wind
in banks and cathedrals
by sword and violin
carried by vineyards
and war-withered stares
like ox-yoke and gavel
and end-game affairs
I swear
brazen with cold whims
and devil-may-care
back-slidin' pilgrims
and dust-bowlin' prayer
I swear
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5. |
Simple things
04:09
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She feels the concrete
from the street into her soul
the city never sleeps
cross the steel and pay your toll
O for a world of simple things
O for a world of simple things
where the river flows
something inside me knows
O for a world of simple things
Light the sky on fire
pour your hurt into the sea
break and bleed the ground
say it's all for you and me
O for a world of simple things
O for a world of simple things
She feels the sunlight
through the leaves into her soul
the city, she will find
what she can to make it whole
O for a world of simple things
O for a world of simple things
where the river flows
something inside me knows
O for a world of simple things
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6. |
Mexico
03:50
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Desert blooms and desert cold
empty rooms and young is old
Fence in wire and iron doors
hands are tied but spirit soars
Make my bed in Mexico
Make my bed in Mexico
A thousand miles, a thousand bowls
branded bodies, branded souls
Rites are last and rights are wrong
I see her face, I hear her song
Make my bed in Mexico
Make my bed in Mexico
Make my bed in Mexico (x4)
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7. |
Penitentiary shadows
03:48
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Leave these fields
and family trees
pearl-snap shirts
angelic figurines
Penitentiary shadows
penitent beneath these gallows
the things they say I've done
I'll never know
say goodbye
say goodbye
don't follow
Rusted wire
and tractor green
home-baked breads
and gasoline
Penitentiary shadows
penitent beneath these gallows
the things they say I've done
I'll never know
say goodbye
say goodbye
don't follow
Here I stand
a broken man
don't follow
Here I kneel
Jesus feel
my sorrow
Penitentiary shadows
penitent beneath these gallows
where I'm being led
you cannot go
say goodbye
say goodbye
don't follow
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8. |
Four horsemen
04:02
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Seven angels with seven trumpets
are swinging low and sing
and have taken wing
Seven beasts with seven heads
are crawling from the sea
looking for you and me
Four horsemen cross the sky
cross the sky and you close your eyes
and you wonder why
Tree of knowledge of good & evil
and the tree of right & wrong
but the fruit tastes good
There was war in heaven
'tween Mike and the Dragon
and the Dragon with his stars
just like lightning falls
Four horsemen cross the sky
cross the sky and you close your eyes
and you wonder why
Golden lampstands and gates of pearl
and a thousand cows on seven hills
yeah you've had your fill
Bread and wine and the holes in time
and the cross that's yours to bear
it's where you cast your cares
Four horsemen cross the sky
cross the sky and you close your eyes
and you wonder why
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9. |
Whiskey smile
03:24
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In the wilderness, her spirit
in the Appalachian skies
in the alleyways & shanties
whisperin' her wiles
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
In the desert drink her water
in the bayou, wisp her will
like a ghost through broken windows
never have your fill
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
****
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
Constellations
whiskey smile in her eyes
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10. |
Redemption calls
03:16
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Rooster crows daylight
I curse on my life
I can't see nowhere
and You can see why
Mothers you worry
and fathers you sigh
sons they remember
daughters they lie
Redemption calls
redemption calls
I fled hound & heaven
redemption it calls
Down nights and down days
arches of years
I fled down labyrinths
midst of my tears
I hid from His laughter
up vistas I sped
footsteps that followed
soul curtained red
Redemption calls
redemption calls
I fled hound and heaven
redemption it calls
****
Redemption calls
redemption calls
I fled Hound in Heaven
redemption it calls
Redemption it calls
redemption it calls
I fled Hound of Heaven
redemption it calls
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Mark Mitten Shoshone, Idaho
Singer-songwriter. A blend of folk and folk-western. Also lead singer of Atomicana.
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This was a fun project. Maybe a second Atomicana album will appear someday...
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