1. |
Fly with Me
02:32
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2. |
Papa and the Luthier
02:40
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3. |
Dig Me A Grave
04:06
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4. |
Run Away
04:54
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Run away my soul, this city got a little too cold
To the hills of Ohio, where you learned to grow old
Has Susan got her black eyes, Joe Pyeweed touched the sky?
You don’t know
Tomorrow you step a little bit further
From that little girl you once knew
The oak woods remember the path where she ventured,
But where did she go?
I can hear her calling out, are we there yet?
Can she hear my soft reply, what’s the hurry?
I can see her dreaming eyes looking forward
Can she see my staring back, longing for her?
Coming home, I said, returning to my childhood bed
But the place was shrinking on me, my soul it never felt free
The post oak had fallen, the girl kept on calling
Lost to the trees
Stay a babe, my darling
Tomorrow will come soon
Stay a babe, my honey
Tomorrow will come too soon
Stay a babe, my darling (run away my soul, this city got a little too cold)
Tomorrow will come soon (to the hills of Ohio, where you learned to grow old)
Stay a babe, my honey (tomorrow you step, a little bit further)
Tomorrow will come too soon
Stay a babe, my darling (I can hear her calling out, are we there yet?)
Tomorrow will come soon (Can she hear my soft reply?)
Stay a babe, my honey
Tomorrow will come too soon
Run away my soul
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5. |
Song for My Mama
03:45
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6. |
No Gold
03:45
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7. |
Be Still
04:08
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Be still, child.
Be still. Be still.
(X2)
Stay warm, child.
Stay warm. Stay warm.
(X2)
Be sweet, child.
Be sweet. Be sweet.
(X2)
In the air outside,
There's an awful chill.
Last week fifty died.
How many others will?
Stay warm, child.
Though the world may unravel,
Your blanket's woven tight.
Though violence rages on,
You are safe in your bed tonight.
Be still, child.
On the streets outside,
There's an awful hate.
So many children killed.
How long will justice take?
Be sweet, child.
Though those who govern may not be kind,
Let kindness govern you.
Though men may put you down,
To your own self be true.
But for now, you are young. You are warm and sweet and asleep. And for me, won't you stay that way?
Be still, child.
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8. |
To Dust
03:48
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9. |
Stranger Love
04:45
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10. |
Weather This Storm
03:16
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11. |
Swallowed Me Whole
03:53
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Wandering this lonely path
Shaken by what's in my past
Sorry to hold up these walls, once again
Keep my eye on the prize, my eye on the prize (X2)
Here I am running to hide
Hide from the words that kept me from life
Somehow they find me, find me inside
And bite like a hungry parasite (X2)
Swallowed me whole
Dragged me to hell
Whispered false comforts
Imprisoned my soul
I made it back alive
Memories of horror still thrive
Though I know now I'm not wasting no time
There's no fear in my mind, no fear in my mind (X2)
Swallowed me whole
Dragged me to hell
Whispered false comforts
Imprisoned my soul
I made it back alive
Memories of horror still thrive
Though I know now I'm not wasting no time
There's no fear in my mind, no fear in my mind (X3)
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12. |
River Song
02:11
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Mama Caught Fire Minneapolis, Minnesota
Hailing from Minneapolis, MN, Mama Caught Fire is a trio whose music explores intricate harmony, emotional storytelling, and the power of the voice.
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