1. |
Heart Like A Home
04:57
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I was walking the fields in the eye of the storm
The clouds moved out over the sea
There were pieces of thousands of lives in the waves
History rose in the swell
What did I see as I looked to the east
As my head slowly turned with the wind
The girl of the snow with a heart of pure gold
And a voice that rang like a bell.
You could search the sky where the birds did fly
Breaking the blue with song
You could race the tides
Where the winds once cried
With a voice that could carve a stone
Never you'd find a stare so rare in all the worlds of men
Like the girl of the snow with a heart of pure gold
And a voice that rang like a bell
I roam these hills
Where black water falls
Through beechwoods that chime like a hall
Through dale and vale and summer and hale
For a heart that felt like a home
What did I find time after time
As my mind did clear on the miles
The girl of the snow with a heart of pure gold
And a voice that rang like a bell
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2. |
These Winter Bones
05:23
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East wind turns the trees to red and gold
Wild geese know they're homeward bound
You can feel their wings aching
For a journey to be taken
Apple tree lays its burden to the ground
Now a frost lays on the hawthorn
Shrouding rusted jewels upon her boughs
The robin darts between oaks and larch.
Blackbird calls the last notes on the Autumn
After the show where do we run to?
Our broken nights must come to day
Before this ends I'll turn my collar to the wind
All night must come to day in the end
A winter's sky to cast a shadow
Shorter than the hours in the day
Dawn is past breaking
Soon daylight is fading
New life hangs upon a change in the breeze
Cuckoo calls to break the silence
Of a hundred muted days
And if the wind is right
It'll make that call take flight
So make those notes be the the first of the spring
May that first band of gold
Free these lands from the cold
May the first rains of April Wash away these winter bones
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3. |
With
05:31
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Did you treat love as a throwaway thing?
Did you mistrust that bird you heard sing?
If you feel all my faults then go
If you could love then stay
Take hold of my hand let's leave this place
A moment's all you need to fall
And a moment's all it takes to fall from grace
Please hear all my truth today
These are the thoughts that I need you to know
I want to watch you dance through all of the years in our time here
Be the roots of the tree that hears you sing
And most of all when the sun is low
I'll carry you through anything
You be the wings I'll be the wind
Well this is love not a passing scene
This is a faith that I'll always believe
If you knew all my faults would you stay?
Would you linger a moment and hear me say
Hours and minutes
Seasons and days
Decades to eternities gate
I'll wait
If it's what it takes
I want to watch you dance through all of the years in our time here
Be the roots of the tree that hears you sing
And most of all when the sun is low
I'll carry you through anything
You be the wings I'll be the wind
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4. |
Like A Stone
03:08
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When we met in June you were the beat behind the tune
You wore the sun and the moon in your eye
Words passed like the time that fell between the oaks and pines around the home that you found out on the road
We were restless through the years
You stole a smile I kept the fears
I called your name out in the wind and the wild
It was answered there above the sea in flames that lit the truth of me in a moment that I often shall recall
A moment that I often shall recall
And you filled me like a fire that night
You took the lonesome from my bones
Where you are I've been and where I am you'll surely come
Until that dawn my heart's as empty as a field
Solitary are the miles and empty are the smiles that haunt my day til you knock upon my door
That haunt my day until you knock upon my door
And I'll quit howling at the stars the night that you land upon these shores
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5. |
Beyond All Doubt
06:09
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You came in like a songbird at dawn
When you sang the air turned to gold
Leaves fell at the end of your show
And trees bared their branches to the snow
Don't write our story just yet
A brighter sun is yet to rise
But not as bright as yours
Now you'll fly where the crow seeks to go
And I'll drive by the shelter of my soul
I'll drive by the light of winters new
Longing for you up that windy hill
All doors are open here
A line on a stone is enough to live without
How long how long must I stay as silent as a dream?
How long before I say I love you
And I will love you
Beyond all doubt
Don't write it all
You left like the geese on an Autumn dawn
Gold turned to white on the mountain tops
The old door is open still
Let hope be enough to hold you where you are
How long how long must I stay as silent as a dream?
How long before I say I love you
And I will love you
Beyond all doubt
Beyond all doubt
Don't write it all
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6. |
Just Begin
04:42
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Just begin
I wrote in early rising spring
There was a year in bloom
And the light still thin
You wound through me like a western breeze
In the Scaraveen
Just beleive
A line so worn I glimpsed a view
Of a flaw in you
Where a light shone through
So I'll beleive in a power
To change in this hour
There's nothing between us now
Is this love that I'm feeling?
Like a drunk in the dark
I've been calling out the start
Of a love that leaves me dreaming
Oh it's a pleasant ache you put upon this heart of mine
They'll be times of strife
If we make two one life
But I'm not blind
Just arriving from a long and greater night
Would you end with me this half painted scene
Of what could be
Is this love that I'm feeling?
Like a drunk in the dark
I've been calling out the start
Of a love that leaves me dreaming
Oh it's a pleasant ache you put upon this heart of mine
We've both been victims
Of the crimes of our imaginings
We've both been better of alone
Still we're here with open heart's
Or what remains of them
Just Begin
Is this love that I'm feeling?
Like a drunk in the dark
I've been calling out the start
Of a love that leaves me dreaming
Oh it's a pleasant ache you put upon this heart of mine
It's a pleasant ache you put upon this heart of mine
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7. |
Solid Ground
04:12
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I'll keep a hold on these words
and I'll wait my turn
there is so much on your mind
so I must wait for the chance of a lifetime
Let us not waste the wine
that would wither and dry on the wrong vine
you've had yours, I've had mine
but let's acknowledge the light in this space in time
Somewhere down your road
you'll find me still in hope
let all your burdens down
and you'll find
this heart is solid ground
Let me tell you the truth
I don't mean to run before our time
I know it's all very new
and I'm cautious of the truth of me to you
Somewhere down your road
you'll find me still in hope
let all your burdens down
and you'll find
this heart is solid ground
I know this weight lays hard and heavy
like a love so far from what you thought was ready
and I know that in time
if you could read these palms of mine
you'd see
Somewhere down your road
you'll find me still in hope
let all your burdens down
and you'll find
this heart is solid ground
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8. |
Little Boat Of Silence
05:30
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Here she comes now
uninvited to grey my skies
with a bite and a sting of hesitation on these lonesome miles
On the iron ridge again
with all the comforts of a winter sky
and I believe in believing this will change one day
but belief can turn to doubt
Here we are
in a little boat of silence
counting all the days like waves we never felt
Now she slips in
like a broken song on repeat you can't avoid
there's no pleasure in her games no joy to be found in her dawn
Here we are
in a little boat of silence
counting all the days like waves we never felt
There's an answer in this weight darling
when the storms run out of cold
you'll find treasure at the day's rising
but night is always dark before the dawn
Your heart now
it's as silent as the woods
and the light that moved between us turned to shadows on a sea that promised gold
Still the crow at your door
you don't need it anymore
where you've been I've been before
still the crow at your door
There's an answer in this weight darling
when the storms run out of cold
you'll find treasure at the day's rising
but night is always dark before the dawn
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9. |
Mayfly
04:55
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Send him something he can sing
send him melodies that will not bring him pain
you were a lighthouse a beacon on a island
he stayed too long upon your rocks and met the waves
Lately he finds he's howling at a star
so far from all that glittered gold now a solitary spark
so now he grips a shallow hope a tuneless song hangs by the throat
lately he finds he's howling at a star
How can he tread where he once did before?
He strayed into the light but lost the key upon the door
Now all he is is these six strings
and actor in a silent film
and he's found the perfect voice to play the part
The flame once bright is choking in the rain
they'll say he held the winning hand but played a losing game
the cards now scattered at his feet
the boy who tried to catch the wind
found falling so much harder than the flight
Send him something he can sing
send him melodies that will not bring him pain
you were a lighthouse a beacon on a island
he stayed too long upon your rocks and met the waves
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10. |
The Colour Blue
02:51
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I like the clothes you wear
And I like the way your hair falls
Like fire in a morning sky
I like it all but the colour blue
I could drink a case of you
Put those old words in a song that's new
I could drink til words ran dry
I could drink it all but the colour blue
Are you sure what you say is true?
For I see the storm that bore you
If you loved me then will you love me now?
If now was all but the colour blue?
I know this heart sometimes
But it's a strange thing caught in your spotlight
I know its flaws and I know its scars
I know you know I hide the colour blue
Well let your colours run
Lets weave them all one by one
I'll be the clown to wear your frown
The brightest of the darkest shades of blue
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11. |
Five Years
06:08
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I've met you on a higher place
In every moment, every face
And through the years you've held your grace
In every moment, every face
I keep you like a precious stone
In a palm I never show
And though the years have seen me grow
I keep you in a palm I never show
I'd live these years again to hold you I tell myself
I'd gather every line on my face
Just to know you're well
I know in doubt I left you holding down the fort
But when the wind dies down
And the words don't drown me
I see
Without you here
There is so much less to hold
I carve a mask that isn't mine
With all I cannot leave behind
I see you where I can't avoid the stare
Of all I cannot leave behind
But when the wind dies down
And the words don't drown me
I see
Without you here
There is so much less to hold
The call rings like a letter unsent
The spring of this love is in full bloom
And the gulls of my grief come calling calling calling
But when the wind dies down
And the words don't drown me
I see
Without you here
There is so much less to hold
Without you here
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12. |
Lord On The Hill
03:26
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These are the arms to shelter poets
these are the fingers touching the pages of a life
these are the whispers of the ones who fell to ruin
the watcher on the hill in the emptiness of night
From Kubla Kahn to The Immortality of Love
a winter shelter to the humblest of the doves
he greets the year's end a bare as an empty page
he meets the spring before the lengthening of the days
A choir of wings sits in the loftiest of boughs
and in the stillness of the dawn applause in flight
the streets below full with a thousand other lives
climbing the hills to find the peace above the changing of the town
These are the fells that made you
these are the days of gold that name you lord on the hill
He watched us come and he soon will see us go
sure as a journey immortalised in snow
and at the setting of the day he is a fire
telling tales that only he could know
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13. |
Catalyst
04:54
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And so it is
I lay my cards down at your feet
And in truth
I want more than I can seem to keep
With a white flag high
To the song in your smile
I came down so high and lonesome to the sea
You looked at me and I felt a spark
Touch the tinder in a windblown heart
You touched my arm and the roots of that heart did start to grow
Some sight we made
As we danced the night to day
Am I just your catalyst?
When you stole my heart did I pay for it?
Am I close yet far from who you hoped to find in me?
So could it be
That we could reach beyond this scene?
For in my search
I have been too blind to see
That your feather fell like snow upon my path
Like a moon that lit my way through the trees
And some fight you gave
As I drew you to me
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14. |
Wild Thyme And Honey
06:28
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Wide awake upon this ocean
Of needless doubt
With or without you here
I'm caught upon the notion
That for all my words
I'm still falling mute on the truth
All the bitter and tasteless wine of my youth
Led my roving here
To the wild thyme and honey of a day
In your tender eye
And if it's a mile to run
I'll make it
If it's a space you need
I'll build it
Because the night don't come
The wind don't numb
And the water don't stun
Like it did
On that harvest moon with you
And so I set my sail into the motions
Of whatever comes to be
And I thank all the stars of this mantle
Above our heads
Your side of this bed
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J P Worsfold Keswick, UK
J P Worsfold is a writer of original contemporary folk songs, often inspired by his life working as a ranger in the Lake
District. They are emotional, reflective, contemplative songs of connection, joy and belonging.
With a subtle blend of vocal, guitar, cello, fiddle and piano they are songs to inspire connection within ourselves and the natural space around us.
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