Lyrics from 'The Knowledge of the north woods'

 

Identify the Trees

Always a lesson on the trees.

Identify by the bark and leaves.

Well the sun it is highest at noon

and cut your wood under a full moon.

He said, “ you will falter, you will falter, but I’ll love you still...

You will fall, yes you will fall, brush off the dirt get up that hill.”

The morning rains, they’re coming in

oh, you better get out and get to those puddles,

while you can...

People will pile up if they stay,

in one stationary stage.

Go out and find your place.

You know steps were made to retrace…

He said, “ you will falter, you will falter, but I’ll love you still...

You will fall, yes you will fall, brush off the dirt get up that hill.”

The morning rains, they’re coming in

oh, you better get out and get to those puddles,

while you can...

I have faltered, how I have faltered, and he’s loved me still…

I have fallen, oh how I’ve fallen, I’ve brushed off the dirt and got up that hill.

You will falter, you will falter, but I’ll love you still...

You will fall, yes you will fall, brush off the dirt get up that hill...

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North Woods

I will call the north woods home.

Find some land there to own.

You’ll be waiting there, say hello.

If I am dreaming leave me well enough alone.

You will build the oak chairs and I,

will tend to the fire, at night.

Sit close hold me tight,

my love, no wrong all right...all right.

Both of your pockets are filled with seeds.

In mine you’ll find, petals and leaves.

Plant them in the ground and they will grow.

All that we need is soil, sticks and stones.

You will build the oak chairs and I,

will tend to the fire, at night.

Sit close hold me tight,

my love, no wrong all right...all right.

Cloudless days are far and few,

but the air is clear when I’m with you.

Go, watch the sunset, under the waves dive.

Run like the river, full and wild.

You will build the oak chairs and I,

will tend to the fire, at night.

Sit close hold me tight,

my love, no wrong all right...all right.

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All I Need

It’s all here left in a note.

Find your way back through the snow.

You’ll be alright.

I’m down to silence at its tease, never one to fall down to my knees…

You’re all I need.

It’s what you say, it’s what you do.

Look forward when the day is through.

And wait patiently.

Oh I see what you see, I’ll let you be who you’ll be.

You’re all I need.

You’re all I need.

Catch the strange, see the new

A farewell in the afternoon.

It makes sense maybe only to me.

Well, we all write our own story.

Can’t you see?

You’re all I need.

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To the Wind

Fog’s going out

I see blue skies now

And the sun finds her way into a sunless day

And I’ll start now.

Rising and setting rays,

Around them you plan your days,

Each new light has it’s own place

One whole life is lived in one whole day...mmm…

To the wind I’ve sold my fate,

I’ve been entrusted to the waves,

Your heart’s a far, far place.

Your heart’s a far, far place.

Mighty river you flow silently.

Through the pass you don’t make a sound.

And in that silence, wisdom is found...mmm..

To the wind I’ve sold my fate,

I’ve been entrusted to the waves,

Your heart’s a far, far place.

Your heart’s a far, far place.

To the wind, to the wind, oh to the wind

Cold water, calm sea, salted air, the dark of February

Oh come gather, bring your boots and ladders,

When all is still, bring your heart’s will…

To the wind I’ve sold my fate,

I’ve been entrusted to the waves,

Your heart’s a far, far place.

Your heart’s a far, far place.

To the wind I’ve sold my fate,

I’ve been entrusted to the waves,

Your heart’s a far, far place.

Your heart’s a far, far place.

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Learn This From The Waters

Oh she was, she was the only one

To say, ‘my dear child, you just have to smile’

Life, like a feather in the wind

Oh it floats, it flies, it’s tumbling…

Learn this from the waters,

Listen to your own soul

You might follow others, but

Only you can find your way home.

I dream of a country side,

No divide, undersupplied

In the winter, a frozen sea

And in the summer, the flowers grow in the wheat

Learn this from the waters,

Listen to your own soul

You might follow others, but

Only you can find your way home.

Learn this from the waters,

Listen to your own soul

You might follow others, but

Only you can find your way home.

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Agnes

Let’s talk about an old time.

She arrived here, her accent, hard to define, what she said,

but he loved her even then.

He said my dear, what will it take?

She said I don’t need diamonds, nothing from a mine.

Away from this city for a different life.

I breathe fresh air, just fine.

And take me…

To apple trees

to where I can see,

their branches meet the skies.

Well I’m growing wild, and I am wanting…

To feel the clouds by my side.

There are greener pastures,

greener than the ones that I’m standing on.

Oh city, with your golden streets, oh how you try

to outshine the sun,

And the stars in the sky at night,

but I like to dance under moonlight.

Apple trees, oh take me

to where their branches meet the sky.

Well I’m growing wild, and I am wanting,

To feel the clouds by my side.

Apple trees, oh take me

to where their branches meet the sky.

Well I’m growing wild and I am wanting,

To feel the clouds by my side.

To feel the clouds by my side.

To feel the clouds by my side…

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Something About the Sky

Work, until the day is done.

Pack your bags, with the rising sun.

Oh the dog is resting, well let her lie still.

Your cup of coffee’s cold, sitting on the windowsill.

Drive westward my friend.

You stand you say, oh, how I love the wind.

‘Cause like a leaf we can tumble at any second.

There’s something about the sky when the sun and the rain collide.

There’s something about the sky when the sun and the rain collide.

Covers every side, colors from the light.

Run out to find, run out…

Unknown, bareboned.

The forest sleeps and so, so should we…

I can see the stars here, the lights aren’t so bright.

Move left, you’re left. Move right, you’re right.

There’s something about the sky when the sun and the rain collide.

There’s something about the sky when the sun and rain collide.

Covers every side, colors from the light.

Run out to find, run out to find….

There’s something about the sky when the sun and the rain collide.

There’s something about the sky when the sun and the rain collide.

Covers every side, colors from the light.

Run out to find, run out….

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Cold Stones

Cold stones, underneath my feet

weathered with time, weathered with time

Those burning bridges smolder

drawing lines, in the sky, in the sky

say what you might, make that call

look to the stars, hope that one might fall

Where should I go?

They’ve taken lands, turned to roads.

where should I go?

where should I go?

I stand for the truth, but have spoken lies

take down your hand before you criticize

you’re on eggshells walking, drilling ice

the fire burns builds, burns wide

say what you might, make that call

look to the stars, hope that one might fall

Where should I go?

they’ve taken lands turned to roads

where should I go?

they’ve taken lands turned to roads

where should I go?

Where should I go?

they’ve taken lands turned to roads

where should I go? Where should I go?

Where should I go?

they’ve taken lands turned to roads

where should I go?

where should I go?

They’ve taken my land…

cold stones, cold stones…

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Western Skies

You don’t have to run or walk a thousand miles

Look up at the sky, funny how we

Fall then we fly.

Tell me about yourself,

Where have you been?

How does it feel when you’re alone?

Long summer days, don’t you just wish they’d all be this way?

My heart’s on fire, I won’t beat it out,

Look into your eyes,

Western skies

Open air, longer light, count the hours

Those first nights,

Those first nights.

Take me by the hand,

Hold on tight, you know I will play

Until the day that I die.

Gather, form, and fly.

Form and fly…

My heart’s on fire, I won’t beat it out,

Look into your eyes,

Western skies

Open air, longer light, count the hours

Those first nights,

Those first nights.

Oh, those first nights…

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A Song for Luxton Lake

Late summer, Ten-Mile River,

the night comes upon us again.

Stories they’ve been told,

forest covers what’s old and I feel the ground in my palm…

What once was, What once was…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

Stowed away the old records play,

well the walls they may speak again…

oh take my hand and keep ahold

I want to dance to a song with soul.

What once was, What once was…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

There was a lake,

but it flowed away

now from the ocean it calls home…

some they still stand while others left the band but

I am too young to know.

What once was, What once was…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

We keep dreaming and fighting

wondering, buying, living and dying…

What once was, what once was...

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Wolf Song

Across the open fields,

I hear the cry of a wolf as she sings to the sky.

Lonely one, with her I’ll try, to harmonize.

Find the words, write a song that hasn’t yet been heard.

When I die, turn me to a tree, so the birds will sing in my leaves.

Cold, wet ground hold my feet,

As I run toward her sound.

All that comes to mind are Ovid’s words, from an ancient time.

Oh ‘breathe your breath into mine...’

When I die, turn me to a tree, so the birds will sing in my leaves.