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crows

by dogwood

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Yetiman Love the melancholy, flowing melodies and harmonies that are akin to a well loved flannel in the fall: soft, warm and just enough to ward off the cold of the evening. Favorite track: birch.
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1.
similkameen 03:59
I woke/walk in the morning I woke in the spring watched the little sun rising over the mountain oh love of mine don’t you leave me this time forest floor is full of lilies and the ice is twice as thin horses strewn across the field down in the mountain oh love of mine don’t you leave me this time if I found me a meadow and a little wild buffalo would you come to me in the morning see a little buffalo oh love of mine don’t you leave me this time I woke/walk in the morning I woke in the spring watched the little sun rising over the mountain
2.
northern 03:46
in the cold dreary days when the snow falls I’m thinking of you my dear don’t you run brave the cold cold winds, come over to mine the fire will be on I’ll pour us some wine like a fire in the woods like a lantern gone cold you're looking with closed eyed don’t you fret, time has told I can see the dogs howl In the low low sun and the frost on their fur, as the sled does run the tops of your cheeks were white from the cold your boots were stiff and tired low behold we froze in time, like a pond on the land
3.
blacksmoke 03:43
holy was the dark the crows in the big old sky, the forest bare in bark smoke on the water we turned to ashes, early in september, oh to washes that late autumn timber I saw in took off in the wind blacksmoke rising over the mountain oh dear you were full of fire come with me gently to the water oh, well when it goes away...
4.
birch 04:48
you left me alone in the middle of the forest so I spent my time humming along to the sounds they kept up all night the rains came down and the timber fell I was overwhelmed, and the undergrowth writhed the birch is swayed and I wallowed steeple amongst the black shadows birch is swayed and I wallowed my moonlit vigil he went away, he never came back for another sad day thought came to mind I was down by the waterside what if you never come back I should be full of moss you never know what is lost the birch is swayed and I wallowed steeple amongst the black shadows birch is swayed and I wallowed my moonlit vigil
5.
cuckoo 05:08
wailing from the porch I says ‘tell all the people, that I wont be there’ I’m going to rest my head, where the road bends near the brook I hear the cuckoo calls dry your weeping eyes, she says it’s nothing but hard times soon will go but I had only eyes for the willow/oh I had only eyes for you alone I drank the water and It trickled down my face I saw a mama, a mama and her babe you come here to take a gander I come here to run away the cuckoo calls I knew our days were numbered I drank the water and It trickled down my face I saw a mama, a mama and her babe I tried to see the days turn, and the seasons change going up the road in may tressed and in vein
6.
riverwild 04:57
water’s tripping down the falls swell swell river, swell up my mind I read your poetry over time your heart is wandering so your art is fine in the shoal waters of my weary days I counted the waves to where you lay I watched the sparrows on the river play It’s a sure a thing as in the winds they sway I feel it all I see it all the things you see & you don’t tell the things you see, you forget I was a riverwild, I was a bastard child blood streaming down the falls undertaker, won’t you pray for her a little she chases waters til they fall it’s as sure a thing as from the past he calls down to the sea all misty from her grave I bathe in your arms til my hands begin to bend and I grow older, wiser from the ebb & flow I’m older, wiser than you’ll ever know
7.
woollen 05:10
and the only place where love grows is in the light of dawn when sorrow becomes a loved one in spite of it all spent your grey days and your gold coins on hope that was lost fold your thin woolen blanket and walk away from it all 'cause whenever the snow falls follow the foot prints that will take you home walk away from it all let the oceans swell and the winds blow wild little wishes and dreams born strong don’t forget to count them all leave one behind for him to find so he can follow your trails into the dusk the only place where love grows is in the light of dawn when sorrow becomes a loved one in spite of it all spent your grey days and your gold coins on hope that was lost fold your thin woolen blanket and walk away from it all
8.
bayou 02:14
ohlala mon cheri d’amour dit moi comment faire pour etre heureuse sans toi only you my dou cheri d’amour could get rid of these awful blues ohlala mon cheri raconte moi comment faire pour etre heureuse sans toi only you my dou cheri d’amour could get rid of these bayou blues mama said what’s good in a man is a nice behind and calloused hands j’ai cherche toute ma vie don’t find one without the other dear and if you find mine won’t you bring him here j’attendrai toute ma vie papa said oh to be a man you got to find yourself a little clan a troubadour family find yourself a woman who can sing the blues and who can swing you round with her big caboose j’attendrai mon cheri
9.
hound 03:46
if I could ramble like a mourning hound she took off in the meadow around here they call her a black dog he stood to watch her go in a field of grey all wet with snow he drank and he played his banjo he sang twee twang all night long he drank and he played his banjo warbles in the spring oh I warble in the snow over the mountains wherever she go over the mountain cold coyote calls where is she now over the mountain wherever she go you hear J.V. I love you so if I could ramble like a mourning hound I’d wear my hair down she took off in the meadow around here they call me a black dog

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released May 14, 2014

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dogwood Vancouver, British Columbia

On the edge of the Pacific, the end of February brings with it the rare snowfall, crisp sunny mornings, cold dreary days, and tiny crocuses sprouting on front lawns. Inspired by sweet love, heartache, desire, confusion, friendship, wanderlust, trust, and the rawness and beauty of nature, dogwood found itself once again creating. dogwood is ellorie mcknight & chloe laberge ... more

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