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Lyrics
COURTING AUTUMN (Girlhenge
Records 2007)
all lyrics by Pamela Wyn Shannon copyright 2007 unless otherwise
noted
O Bittersweet Dear Madeline
Your wine-kissed lips
and blushed stain
Are rustic songs with a yearn for refrain
Deep-dyed the twilight in the violet hour
The garden lantern makes golden the flowers
O Bittersweet Dear
Madeline, the bedstraw is tangled in your hair
He flutters over your bright mouth as you gently pull him to your lair
Your love making the earth sweet as your bodies perfume the passing air...
A fallen leaf has been misplaced
Was woven in the nest the sparrow made
dewy tongues speak and delay
the hips of trees do sing and sway
O Bittersweet Dear Madeline, the bedstraw is tangled in your hair
He flutters over your bright mouth as you gently pull him to your lair
Your love making the earth sweet as your bodies perfume the passing air...
They rush to come
with the flowing air
They change their shape, then disappear, from here to here, disappear.....
Tis Rambletide in Ambleside
Tis rambletide in Ambleside
Wind-twisted trees, the thorn of you
The season's leaf, is gold and red
On lilting paths they fall to bed
And we become brighter
in our dying
And we turn golden as we fall
Spindle berries split
and show
Sunset colored seed that glow
The leaf fires scent the air with musk
Shadowed spindle tree at dusk
And we become brighter
in our dying
And we turn golden as we fall
Tis rambletide, so off I go
Through Ambleside, the path unknown
October fields of umber hue
Over rain-soaked rocks I quickly move
Can I walk through
soft meadows and briar's alike
Can I move through with the thorn of you inside
The knobbed and knotted
arms I climb
To view the falling from up high
In their departure, I arrive
With every leaf a floating sigh
And we become brighter in our dying
And we turn golden as we fall
Tis rambletide in
Ambleside
wind-twisted trees, the thorn of you
the season's leaf, is gold and red
On lilting paths they fall to bed
Courting Autumn
Take a turn with me Autumn, through the
gloaming, in the fold -
With black crows at my shoulder, I come in with the cold
Come courting at my doorstop, with a seedpod bouquet -
Blustery and bold I will sweep you away...
What can I bring you, name any, name all
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Bring me a basket to catch when I fall
And why do you chill me, and stir my heart so?
You cared for my seeds when my woeful winds blow...
You've ripened and berry-stained my lips
with your kiss -
The flower has faded but swells the fruit, haws and hips
After the harvest, why feel I such grief?
Fear not you shall prosper if you braid the last sheaf...
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Why deprive me of sun, make the evening come early?
So you will raise up the fire and make sweet warm company
Am I to die soon? My bones turn to clay?
My trees will cradle you in the heavens and you'll fly away...
FULL ALBUM LYRICS IN CD BOOKLET ENCLOSED IN 2nd EDITION OF COURTING AUTUMN AVAILABLE THROUGH CDBABY |
