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Rosie
02:47
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On a branch from this old tree
A place where we'd hang across
We'd laugh and have it all
Although one day I did see
That winds kept coming round
And they made me fall
From ten feet tall
Now even though I'm down below
I'm here to watch you blush and grow
I've dreamt of singing you this song
But now I'm gone
And so the birds have to
Keep singing on
Rosie my dear
When will you be here
Rosie you know
I love you so
Days grow short and nights grow long
Now heavy rains are falling
Birds no longer sing our song
And ever since the grass has grown
Leaves have sheltered over me
And now it feels like home
Time goes by and I grow old
And even though it's dark and cold
I'll be here while I pray
For you to fall one day
And on that day I hope that
You roll my way
Rosie my dear
When will you be here
Rosie you know
I love you so
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2. |
Time, Time, Time
03:38
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Across the bay, the orange burnt marigolds are turning brown
Clouds are closing over, winds slowing down
Time, time, time, if I could make you mine
I would stop you right before the line
And put you in a box and lay you
On a shelf and keep you forever to myself
Oh, time, time, time, if I could make you mine
I used to dream of flying over bridges, over falls
And days of early blossoms growing over walls
Time, time, time, if I could make you mine
I would stop you right before the line
And turn those spinning wheels and try
To bring back those marigolds in spring
For one more chance to shine
Oh, time, time, time, if I could make you mine
Together we'd be miles ahead and still be far behind
Cause you know Love can only ever sing the same old song
And you know how it goes just hanging, holding on
Time, time, time, if I could make you mine
I would stop you right before the line
And take those ringing bells and hold them
Take your arms and fold them
Try to keep ‘em close to mine
Oh, time, time, time, if I could make you mine
Time, time, time, if I could make you mine
Time, time, time
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3. |
One Million Lights
03:06
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All my life I've tried to
Carry all the million lights
That sail away, slowly down
The river-stream
All these memories drifting by
With threads to hold on tight
In my heart, I dream
Ruby sunset glowing
Over a thousand grieving hills
All edges shining
With a coming loss to be
The old willow weeping
And like the yearning lark, I'm still
In my head, I worry
That birds no longer sing
And daisies never bloom
That love is just a thing
Or spring will go too soon
That I just can't pretend
That we will always
Row and flow, where our river goes
On forever, with a love that glows
And If I ever try to cry out to the sky
And say: "I love you"
I hope you'll be there to reply
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4. |
Hold You Tight
02:10
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If lonely only ever wants to hold you, hold you tight
I'll hold on tight to you and lonely 'til he's out of sight
If you and lonely ever only need a lonely night
I'll hold on tight and only build a window by the light
I only only ever want to hold you, hold you tight
I only only ever want to hold you, hold you
I only only ever want to
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5. |
How Near, How Far?
03:01
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How near, how far?
My dear where you are
Like that distant mind of yours
I feel so near, so far
I can see your eyes
Looking through me even
When you say: “It'll be okay”
Lately there were days
Where trees would start blooming
And I could see you smile
Then grey clouds
Came with winds that howled
And shaked the buds of May
So here we are
Now that time has past
Still you stay right by my heart
We'll always be
So near, so far
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6. |
New Wave
04:45
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So far from sight
Dressed like a dove
Bright northern light
From up above
Hums in the air
A whispering call
Drift on your sailboat
Down to the fall
From down the hill
Great golden sun
Where time lays still
For all but one
So far from sight
Lost fading love
Soon to be white
My golden dove
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7. |
Drifting
02:48
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All I see are trembling leaves
Where the wind blows
Over bright blue skies
Frightened, I suppose
All I hear are rolling clouds passing
Through shivering sunlight
With a deep long sigh
Once they're out of sight
All I feel are troubled waves
Swelling on my back
That shake my heart
‘Til skies turn black
It's all I feel
As I drift away
'Til skies turn black
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8. |
Going 'Round Again
05:44
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As the morning still wakes, my eyes start to glaze
Every day now the same, you just vanish
Like a burning bright star
In a vast endless space
Going 'round again, and again
On a boat you once spoke of a dream to hold water
Where leaves wouldn't fall and they'd hang there forever
And ever, in time lose the memory of being here before
'Round again, looking out for the shore
And I say, once more, “don't you see?
Won't you please, please, please
Stay with me?”
We could dance and sing along forever more
We could stay together and travel like before
We went 'round and 'round again
'Round and 'round again
While the dust off your chest
Slowly burning away
Meets the cold icy lake
Of my glassy-eyed bay
I feel suddenly blessed
I just want you to stay
Lean my head against yours
Close my blue eyes and sway
As the evening unfolds
My old hands getting colder
I drift in a dream as I wait by the fire
Going 'round 'round again
My heart sifting through seas
As clear pebbles of rain
Start to fall from the trees
And I say, once more, “don't you see?
Won't you please, please, please
Stay with me?”
I'm a leaf in a pond,
In a vast endless space
Though the water feels good
On my dry withered face
Going 'round 'round again,
I can't swim anymore
So I slowly sink down,
For not seeing the shore
In my very last breath,
I look up to the stars
And I see you above me
Still caught in a jar
Going 'round 'round again
Hoping leaves never fall
When the wind, in one breath
Blows away at them all
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9. |
Leaving the Shore
03:50
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I hear the whistle-boat blowing
All set for leaving the shore
I'm laying by the tree
Looking over the sea
And I wonder if I'll jump on one day
My arms are tired and bone-weary
My legs are anchored to the ground
Each day like a song
That we wish to be longer
That makes us cheer for more
The clock keeps on ticking
Ol' Boat getting older each year
And with the cold coming winter so near
Soon be leaving the shore
Leaving the shore
I hear the birds singing bright songs
I look and jump in the air
As though I had wings
To break all of these strings
That keep on pulling, bringing me down
The clock keeps on ticking
Ol' Boat getting older each year
With the black open skies turning clear
Soon be leaving the shore
Leaving the shore
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Marcus Lowry Montreal, Québec
Bringing ambient sensibilities to folk music, Marcus Lowry's North-American folk tradition is underscored with the richness of chamber music, hints of avant-garde and a touch of impressionism—all anchored by Marcus’ vocals and acoustic guitar.
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