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Snow Into Fire

by Dirty Grace

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Jazzman This is one the best thing to come out of Northamairca since Eddie vedder's into the wild. And much more fun. Favorite track: Holy Man's Land.
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1.
The Drink 03:26
He told me the drink doesn't think to speak to me 'bout what it is it sees me be It just swallows down gratefully blows in the breeze like 'em seas I don't feel no disease Ally oop in the twilight flailin' free If I fall my dear, be a dear; catch me You know I'm a catch and the cradle failed me No rock 'n lullabies when I was a baby You poor unfortunate souls so scared, It's true No one's gunna take the rap No one's gunna pay yer bills but I'll help you, yes I will You just gotta change One quick rip of the band aid
2.
Light up the pipe my friend, let's walk Around in circles we will talk Till we have worn the ground so deep Release your sheep - no time for sleep The stars are telling us there plan Midnight tonight they close their hand Leave a darkness like a dream We've never seen, we've never seen So we will blindly stumble in To some old tavern for some gin Pour the light into our shoes Then die inside a raspy tune Friend, now tell me can you smell The smoky breeze come up from hell? We'll breathe it in and hold it long Mixed with the pipe smoke in our lungs Exhale with the night, coming holy - fire, fire, fire We're steppin out upon the brink Swim if ya like, I plan to sink Down to the bottom of the sea Where she waits for me, she waits for me Inside a hollow rocky cave Old whistlin' Mary Bristol gave Her two-step to the candle flame It dances out, then back again That woman, she once said to me, "Boy, there's a world that you don't see, Wrapped up inside this coiled hole Boy, don't ya know? Didn't ya know?" I put my ear to that old shell Heard it scream, I heard it yell Those words that set my spine to chill: "We'll feed the vultures on the hill" Exhale with the night, coming holy - holy night Sail on the light falling slowly - wind on the tide Exhale with the night, coming holy - holy night Hold the gate, we're comin' - hold the gate So listen well, it goes to show We've got more power than we know And all those knives put to your throat They're rusty dull, they do not float I've traveled far across the land Learned that, in truth, we have no hands To hold on with so let it go So let it die, just let it go Make sure your children are in bed Don't tell them any word I've said For who would bring a feather to A bird ya knew already flew? Enjoy the air with me tonight Come friend, let's circle one more time For that which brings you life today It will not stay, it will not stay.
3.
Oh little children When you are born Do you still go out to play With the other kids next door? Do you still swim in the sea Where the wild things are? Is the air still clean enough To make out the stars? When you are born. When you are born Do you still know how to see The rock, the river, the lone singing tree? Can you still feel the wind Rustle the pines, Or the heart that burns Or the love that blinds? When you are born. When you are born Has the city noise covered the song Of the loon on the lake Or the jay bird at dawn? Have the stories been buried Deep in old growth graves And the journey's been frightened From the young and the brave? When you are born. When you are born Have the green fields Been covered in stone? Has the wild been caged In all of our bones? Or do we know how to love you And let you be free To hear the call of your voice in the leaves? When you are born Do you walk straight into your darkness Knowing sin is only The fear of our fullness? Do you play in the soil Deep in your garden Without need to control, Possess, or harden? Life makes death Death makes life And sometimes in the deepest of darkness Is where you find the life/light. Little children when you're born Do you still know what you are? Blood, bone, stone and star. Do you look beyond the fears of the mind? In the earth beneath, What will you find?
4.
Roaming, aimlessly through the land they call holy feeling an inklin' but still. . . I cannot see They call it the land of the holy man I'm doing the very best I can But still you've got to show me . . . The magic 'cause I know but I can't feel it Don't you know it takes a moment LIke this one to leave me here But here I am Forgetting every thing I learned Resorting to every thing I burned So many times before . . .or . . . or . . . or Or do I dive into this moment? Do I dive into this life? I could wait for the next one But it might not be so nice So nice. . . . It's sparklin' in the eyes of many But right now I can't feel any of that sweetness that keeps me somewhat sane I can't keep coming 'round here no more never understand what I had before so please you've got to show me . .. The magic 'cause I know but I can't feel it Don't you know it takes a moment LIke this one to leave me here But here I am Forgetting every thing I learned Resorting to every thing I burned So many times before . . .or . . . or . . . or Or do I dive into this moment? Do I dive into this life? I could wait for the next one But it might not be so nice So nice. . . .
5.
Weapons 06:04
I bring you all my flowers Buried deep underneath the snow I've been lost for hours Looking for the way To let you go It's been a long - such a long winter I've been so cold Cold on the inside Come in, light my fire We can watch the walls crumbling While everything's burning Here's me naked bleeding heart Hanging on your every word I want you to think well of me Won't you tell me you like it Here I am all exposed Is it good, or is it bad? I'll tell you when I think I've had enough Of trying To get your love How beautiful, how ugly What weapons we can be Don't listen to what I say It does not come from me I will not keep your words Keep them for company Hold your fear You have always been alone Open road Is dusty and unknown Stand up You must go it on your own.
6.
snow into fire ghosts in the valley their campfires burning (khahi khahi) [translates: "sky sky"] slow winds encircle prayers by the river on gonpo the mountain (khahi khahi) earth breaks beneath us it's endless inside us draw back the curtain in the darkness (khahi khahi) like beads on a string sliding one by one my life will pass between your finger and thumb (khahi khahi) oh colorado cold ancient starlight, coyotes howling these lungs that breathe us into fountains (khahi khahi) my heart has broken my heart lays open my heart has broken open

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produced by jesse thom (tinkerbox studios)

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released August 19, 2012

Track 4 features Kevin Lynch on bass and Shelder the Electric Clamfish on trumpet.

Album artwork by Leya Tess (www.leyatess.com)

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Dirty Grace Vancouver, British Columbia

Dirty Grace is a trio of songwriters. The specialty is beat-boxin heart-folk.
3 cross-Canada tours and 1 UK tour. 23 festival appearances. 3 albums. 30 fingers and 30 toes.

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