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When the Angels Wake You
03:35
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Sometimes it feels like I fell out of the sky
Out of the sky
Out of the sky
Down from the stars
Down from the stars
Look up now, Look up at the sky, Look up high
Look up high
Look up high
Look up high
See the sun come
See the sun come
See the sun
For the day we become, We become one,
We become
We become
We become
One
One
Take me there, all the way, I don’t want to stay
Here now
Here now
Here now
Here now
Here now
Here now
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One pleasant summer’s morning when all the flowers were springing O
Nature was adorning and the birds were sweetly singing O
I met my love near Banbridge town, my charming blue eyed Sally O
She’s the Queen of the County Down, she’s the Flower of Magherally O
With admiration I did gaze upon this blue-eyed maiden O
Adam wasn’t half so pleased when he met Eve in Eden O
Her skin was like the lily white that grows in yonder valley O
She’s my queen and my heart’s delight, the Flower of Magherally O
Like Venus bright she did appear, my charming blue-eyed Sally O
She’s the girl that I love dear, the Flower of Magherally O
I hope the day will surely come, when we’ll join hands together O
And I’ll bring home the one I love, in spite of wind and weather O
And let them all say what they will, let them reel and rally O
I will wed the girl I love, the Flower of Magherally O
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We Are the Wildlife
04:38
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Welcome to the glorious morning
Like a bird upon the wing
She flies across the ocean
And she kisses everything
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
And nature is our own
Mother nature made the moonlight
To enhance our point of view
When she shines her light upon us
We all know what we should do
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
And nature is our own
When the Gods look down from heaven
Men appear as little boys
Building fortresses and fighting
Over boundaries and toys
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
We are the wildlife
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Go child
Your way
Follow your heart with courage
Feel the future on your skin
Shining bright
Bramble star
Breeze in spring
Far
Shining bright
Bramble star
Breeze in spring
Far
Far
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Broken Like the Morning
04:35
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Broken like the morning
I am broken like the morning
And I wonder what I ever knew
Without you
Fallen like the autumn
I am fallen like the autumn leaves
Thoughts are fleeting
Like the morning dew
Not like you
Fallen as a shadow
I am fallen as a shadow
Oh my darling
Don’t turn out the light
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Under the Pines
04:36
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I hear your voice
Echo through the pines
I hear your voice
Echo through the pines
Come sit ye down
Under the pines
Sing me a song
Under the pines
Sowing the seeds
Under the pines
Rustling leaves
Under the pines
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At the foot of Newry mountain clear water does flow
There lives a wee lassie far whiter than snow
She’s slender in the waist for all young men to see
And her name in plain Irish is Gra Geal Mo Chroi
Twas on a summer’s morning as I walked along
Down by yon green valley I heard a fine song
It was a fair damsel and her voice rang so clear
Saying how blest would I be if my darlin was here
I then drew near to a shade that was green
Where the leaves grew about her she scarce could be seen
It was her whole cry ‘Oh my darlin come away
For without your loving company I cannot stay’
The moon it may darken and show us no light
And the bright stars of heaven fall down from their height
The rocks may all melt and the mountains remove
The hour I prove false to the fair one I love
The ships on the ocean may go without sails
And the smallest of fishes turn into great whales
In the middle of the ocean there will grow an apple tree
If I ever prove false to my Gra Geal Mo Chroi
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Man did you ever hear of pretty Molly Brannigan
She stole away my heart and now I’ll never be a man again
There’s not a spot on me hide that the sun’ll ever tan again
Now Molly’s gone and left me all alone for to die
Dee idle daddle dee…
Oh there’s a hole in my heart you could easy roll a turnip in
As big as a paving stone from Dublin to the Devil’s Glen
If she tried to take another, sure she might’ve left mine back again
And not to leave me here all alone for to die
Dee idle daddle dee…
Man dear I remember when the milking time was past and gone
We went into the meadow where she swore I was the only one
That ever she could love, but oh she proved to be the cruel one
And left me here lamenting all alone for to die
Dee idle daddle dee…
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It being on the third of June as I sat weaving all by my loom
It being on the third of June as I sat weaving all by my loom
A birdie sang on an ivy bunch
And the song he sang was a jug of punch
Ladlee fol the day…
What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down beside the fire What more diversion can a man desire than to sit him down beside the fire
And on the table a jug of punch
And on his knee one tidy wench
Ladlee fol the day…
What more diversion can a man endure than to sit him down behind the door
What more diversion can a man endure than to sit him down behind the door
And on the table no jug of punch
And on his knee no tidy wench
Ladlee fol the day…
When I am dying and my drinking’s o’er I will take one drink and then take no more
When I am dying and my drinking’s o’er I will take one drink and then take no more
In case I wouldn’t get another chance
I will take one now and then pass o’er
Ladlee fol the day…
When I am dead and in my mould at my head and feet lay a flowing bowl
When I am dead and in my mould at my head and feet lay a flowing bowl
And everyone who passes by
They can take one drink and remember I…
Ladlee fol the day
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Bróna McVittie Northern Ireland, UK
Pioneering her own brand of cosmic folk, Bróna McVittie both deftly reimagines traditional folk and crafts her own nature- inspired songs with a rich mix of folk and electronic instruments. As The Guardian describes it “You’re put in the place of a bird navigating wide open landscapes, absorbing light, space and air. This is music that takes you on its wing, and gives you fresh visions” ... more
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