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Comin' Back Babe
03:42
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Comin’ Back Babe (Tomlinson)
If she were like a stone, I’d be soft as love
I’ve been getting’ down on me, like I’ve lost my feet
Could I straighten out babe, I got a long way out now
I would wager time if I could see one day ahead babe
If I could make a dime, I’d be glad to share it with you
If I could work some time I’d be gone and comin’ back babe
But I never find somethin’ I belong to and want now
I’m used to singin’ out on the road, where somehow I belong
So I play the clown to all the folks who love me always
Back to my hometown with a, with a long way out now
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Silver and Gold
04:56
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Silver and Gold (Forrester)
Old man, old man, I have drawn and I have dreamed of him
Young man, young man, all around and I have not noticed him in it
Why does the water sleep in it?
Where does the copper live in it?
I wanna live in it
Why does the water flow?
I am not sure to know
I am of Silver and Gold
Why in the restless night?
I’ll call out and fly
And with a hundred eyes
Goodnight and Goodbye
All the boats are drifting in and out of time
White ships, white ships are sailing in
And the winds are being drowned
I was a flow’r awake in it
I was a bird in flight in it
I was the healing kind in it
Why does the water flow?
I am not sure to know
I am of Silver and Gold
Why in the restless night?
I’ll call out and fly
And with a hundred lives
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In the Pines or By the Sea (Forrester)
Of green and brown is just how we came
All of our features were once the same
A stolen bit of sky, white on the night
Oh, what bright light!
and will we kindly ignore and be found sitting sure
Too far to go,
Be it in the sand or in the snow
Too hard to tell with my writing hand alone
Too far to dream,
Be it in the Pines or by the Sea
And there he wakened with his shaky hands
All people clouded and we lost the land
What time do you have in mind?
I’ll help you call you home
I would call you home
But I am lost to the roar of man and living forward
Too far to go,
Be it in the sand or in the snow
Too hard to tell with my writing hand alone
Too far to dream,
Be it in the Pines or by the Sea
And she will lie with you till breaks the morn
She’s drawn to his soul and she’s tied to yours
What time can you come around?
I’ll pass the field and fountain
There is a mountain!
And i’ll be dwelling in green and brown
Too far to go,
Be it in the sand or in the snow
Too hard to tell with my writing hand alone
Too far to dream,
Be it in the Pines or by the Sea
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Fortunes' Way
03:00
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Fortunes’ Way (Tomlinson)
I remember one thousand things
My mind has a square where the band sings
My favourite melodies hour by hour
I never silence the village choir
Their voices pound like growing fire
‘round and ‘round I’m a rhythm squire
I remember not nearly all
For I seldom part from the choir stalls
Voices crystal like fortunes’ ball
Wise and alive the oracle calls
Through well written verses I can nearly see
Wherever else would the oracle be
I remember one thousand songs
My mind decides and the band plays on
Rhyme and melody, live long day
Carry me easy down fortunes’ way
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Cedar People
05:07
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Cedar People (Forrester/Tomlinson)
Oh mother love, who are you now?
Is anyone still the same?
Your glasswork in the window frame
It speaks while you are listening
For all that you ever were
And all that you ever did
Cause all that you ever had still remains
Quiet people of cedar
Oh the mountain has a new name for me
Hope I never do leave her
All the rolling ‘round in the mountain heat
Found my spirit on gambier
And in the coming ages of ‘83
Oh mother love, who are you now?
Is anyone there at all?
You’re a rainbow in the grey
You speak but don’t have much to say
For all that you ever were
And all that you ever did
‘Cause all that you ever had still remains
Quiet people of cedar
Oh the mountain has a new name for me
Hope I never do leave her
All the rolling ‘round in the mountain heat
Found my spirit on gambier
And in the coming ages of ‘83
And I roll on !
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Lazarus
05:29
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Lazarus (Traditional)
Oh the high sheriff, he told the deputy
He said go out and bring me Lazarus
Oh the high sheriff, he told the deputy
He said go out and bring me Lazarus
Bring him dead or alive, dead or alive
And the deputy began to wonder
Just a where in the world they would find him
And the deputy began to wonder
Just a where in the world they would find him
Well I don’t know, I just don’t know
But they found poor Lazarus
They found him up between two mountains
And they found poor Lazarus
They found him up between two mountains
And they blow’d him down, ooh oh yeah, they blow’d him down
And what, what they used, what they used was a mighty big number
And what they used, what they used was a mighty big number
Number 44, ooh oh yeah, number 44
And Lazarus’ poor mother, she couldn’t go to the funeral
And Lazarus’ poor mother, she couldn't go to the funeral
She didn’t have no shoes, didn’t have no shoes
And I tell you high sheriff, I tell you all of your men are gonna leave you
Oh I tell you high sheriff, I tell you all of your, all of your, all of your men are gonna leave you
Come next payday, come next payday
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Old Friend
03:04
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Old Friend (Tomlinson)
Ease
I remember thy words
but never remember thy face
Seas
have taken the place
of a bond between friends
I go inside to breathe fire to the hearth I light
Every night
and what do you do old friend?
These nights
Why sacrifice a long old tale
and a short tale all at once
and what do you do old friend?
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In My Clothes
03:53
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In my Clothes (Forrester)
So everybody waits to see the winter go
I think the winter’s when I feel most at home
When seasons change I feel so strange in my clothes
The angry rain, the white falling snow
He looks at me, it does not feel the same
I’ve lost his eyes upon another plane
These days I try to show my very best
I only hope that you can love the rest
Come now, my feet are getting cold
Wild waters and horses in the hold
Shiny dollars and men up in their robes
I love what I have,
So what will I be given if I can’t hold on to that?
At night the goddess of my planet speaks
She wears all the things I wish to be
And I can talk with her,
But only in dreams
I sleep for beauty
Come now, my feet are getting cold
Wild waters and horses in the hold
Shiny dollars and men up in their robes
I love what I have,
So what will I be given if I can’t hold on to that?
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9. |
Of the North
04:34
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Of the North (Forrester)
The weathered lines of him and I, oh how he had me going
But now, I’m uncertain since you’ve been my man
I used to vie and always try to make it into something
But now, I know I’m better off if we’re to leave me wondering
I go slow and fine
Our life and times like cedar wine and drying of tobacco
All around and feeding into my sheets and herbal pillows
I’m told my spirit’s tender and its’ animal a deer
She’s gentle towards her children and free of lies or fear
I’d like to think I could reach her
I’d like to think I’m kind
Ah, but I’m not a mother, and I’m certainly no wife
I go slow...
Wake up, it’s getting dark, we should not be around these parts
My soft and whitened hands, they do not bide your command
Look Out! Up in the Sky! Your crystal will not save you this time
These giants of the north, they come and bear the fall of the Lord
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A Day Trip Around the Yard (Tomlinson)
If you’d like me to leave you alone, it’s your right
You’ve got styles in the bag
You’ve got trials of the heart
I embark on a day trip around the yard
I’ll lie against the wall
I will die and come back to life
A world has to be not to be
A world has to turn not to burn
Free as a bird in the window
Free as a bird I have learned
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Tobacco Farm
01:58
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Tobacco Farm (Tomlinson)
Grow up wherever you are
My little greens grow high in our yard
What a green leaf! What another day!
Tobacco farm, grow it all for mine
Hang in my room to dry, then into jars
Sweet and brown, lying all around
Grow up wherever you are,
My little greens grow high
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12. |
My Home
04:02
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My Home (Forrester)
Free fall the beating heart
We call the winds apart, well out of sight
Here on the dreaming ground, these walls they make a sound
New sound
I leave up, I leave my curtains in the hall
I leave up those tall curtains, I wonder where they’re from
I miss them in my home
In my home
Four months and twenty days, he’s gone so far away
‘Bout three towns
Here stands a balsam fir, noël hangs from her
Down to the ground
I leave up, I leave my lights upon the tree
I leave up my tree,
Oh, the lights and the smell of leaves!
As they’re crumbling in my home
In my home
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The Moon Band Courtenay, British Columbia
The Moon Band is a collaboration of Nicholas Tomlinson and Renée Forrester.
Together, they create a mystical and
magical sort of music, and play a mix of unique originals and covers. Their music can be described as dreamy, other worldly, playful, free spirited and holds a bit of good ol’ foot tapping folk !
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