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Up in the Air
03:55
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When the church bells rang, I ran to the forest
to give my blessings there, to give my blessings there -
and I saw you fading, I saw you
Up in the air...
Your sycamore moustache fell into my hand,
and I treasure it
but I understand that real magic
cannot really be seen or held,
just felt...
Yet still it helps me, it helps me,
it helps me, it helps me
over all these centuries, and across
those hundreds of miles,
to feel the radiance of your smiles
And irresistibly, though I miss you terribly,
and irresistibly, though I miss you,
I smile too.
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Magnetised
05:00
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Magnetised, this girl has magnets for eyes
Magnetised, this girl has magnets for eyes
She sees all the beautiful things,
She is drawn into the woodland by the rhythms underground
And the sound of many moving wings,
And the distant call of the tawny owl
….
Deeper and further and
Longer and wider and
Stronger and wilder and
Brighter she grows
Deeper and further and
Longer and wider and
Stronger and wilder and
Brighter she goes…
She finds the heartbeat of the earth, and she
Feels the earth beat in her heart
She finds the heartbeat of the earth, and she
Feels the earth beat in her heart
(pulsing air, inspiration, awen)
Deeper and further and
Longer and wider and
Stronger and wilder and
Brighter she grows
Deeper and further and
Longer and wider and
Stronger and wilder and
Brighter she goes…
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L-plates
04:31
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Inside my cocoon I’ve been dreaming of
How else I could be being,
Of the wings I could be growing from
This piece of cloth
That I’m sewing –
Put L-Plates on my heart,
Getting ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
Almost ready to come alive,
Put L-Plates on my heart,
Getting ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
Almost ready to come alive…
It all must come unravelling,
Deep into present travelling,
Into myself evolving,
Dissolve in the darkness
And then dawning…
Put L-Plates ‘bove my eyes
Getting ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
Almost ready to open wide
Put L-Plates ‘bove my eyes
Getting ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
Almost ready to open wide…
Oh my cocoon unravels
into a ball of twine,
now it’s onwards I must travel
in this tapestry of time…
Put L-Plates on my wings
Now I’m ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
And I’m ready to come alive
Put L-Plates on my wings
Now I’m ready to go outside,
I’m a learner, I’m a liver, I’m a lover
And I’m ready to come alive…
ALIVE!
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Weeds
04:58
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There’s no need to be a weed in the garden,
There’s no need to be a weed in the garden,
There’s room for all beans in the garden –
Just gotta find the right patch of earth in the garden
So we can both grow wild and free in the garden,
Get strong and tall for all to see in the garden
We’re just moving homes in the garden -
It's for the best for now in the garden
But still I miss your leaves kissing mine,
Our trunks touching, our roots entwined
Still I miss your leaves kissing mine,
Our trunks touching, our roots entwined...
The bees can be our messengers in the garden,
The bees can be our messengers in the garden
Til we're both string and tall enough in the garden
To meet again in a deeper and higher place
In the garden.
Now it’s all we must do, feel our way,
feed our souls with food from the soil and the sun in the garden,
All we must do, feel our way, feed our souls
with food from the soil and the sun,
Yeah it’s all we must do, feel our way feed our souls with
food from the soil and the sun in the garden,
All we must do…
There’s no need to be a weed in the garden,
There’s no need to be a weed in the garden,
There’s no need to be a weed in the garden,
There’s no need to be a weed…
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5. |
Fool's Gold
06:50
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I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me where I need to go!
I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me know I need to be!
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You won’t catch me, even if I fall.
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You can’t catch me, even if I fall…
Let the pearls of my truth
Stir into co-creation,
Life is just a big mix-up as the Gods
They raise their cocktail-cups,
We’re losing the battle with living perfection
As mischief shoots his bow and arrows through us all…
I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me where I need to go.
I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me know I need to be.
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You won’t catch me, even if I fall.
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You can’t catch me, even if I fall…
Let my anger swirl down the
Plughole to the Underworld, and
Emerge shining, with its sweet strength
And its good word
Powering my heart and fresh on my lips,
‘cause it’s with these arrows that we cannot miss…
I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me where I need to go.
I have decided to explore,
So don’t you tell me know I need to be.
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You won’t catch me, even if I fall.
You won’t catch me –
I’m protected by my freedom,
You won’t catch me, even if I fall…
Oh but how could I think of
moving on that fast?
Wasn’t ready to leave
your magic land behind –
how could I think of moving on that fast?
I still want it in my life…
I have decided to explore
And I won’t let treasure pass me by,
But we won’t live for wanting more
If it’s fool’s gold that
Gets into our eyes…
How could I think of moving on so fast?
Wasn’t ready to leave your magic land behind…
The calls of the future echo in the past
And guide us towards the light.
Guide us towards the light…
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6. |
Power of Vision
04:22
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Never let me get too high for you,
never let me get too low for you –
Let’s meet in the middle together, whatever the weather,
and build a Bridge of Truth.
I saw mackerel sky over head, and
I closed off my heart,
But now I open up again
as it’s the greatest place to start
It’s Power of Vision
cascading down the mountains,
into a pool of clarity,
Power of Vision cascading down the mountains
into a pool of clarity.
I saw my face in the mirror of the lake,
looking for truth and to wash away mistakes;
I felt the way the sky looks at the sea,
in all its rolling changeability…
And it’s Power of Vision
Cascading down the mountains
into a pool of clarity,
Power of vision cascading down the mountains
into a pool of clarity…
Heron digs his feet in,
neck cranes to the sky,
he dips his beak in and then
Opens wide to fly;
I dip my toes in, and try to grow wings,
but how can we shed skins if we’re
born being told we’re sinners?
Heron digs his feet in, neck cranes to the sky –
he dips his beak in and then opens wide to fly…
I dip my toes in, and try to grow wings,
but how can we learn things if
we’re born being told we must be winners?
Power of Vision cascading down the mountains
into a pool of clarity,
Power of vision cascading down the mountains,
into a pool of clarity.
Never let me get too high for you,
Never let me get too low for you –
Let’s meet in the middle together,
whatever the weather, and
build a bridge of truth,
build a bridge of truth,
Build a Bridge of Truth
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7. |
Waterproof Heart
09:35
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I have here everything I need, except the alchemy
to bring a magic thing to being
from parts lost out at sea
Oh, will you make a fire with me from
driftwood on the beach?
We could cook a pot of salty sea –
love potion of the fish
I’ve saved every matchstick we used to keep our
Hearth of old alive,
But it will take a greater warmth to
Roll in on this tide…
Sitting on this rock alone on this blue island,
Long time it’s been my home,
This blue island
Eryri, ble wyt ti?
Eryri, rwy’n dy garu di…
Well sailors these days cannot tell between
mermaids and sirens who’re a-singing –
One must have a clear head and a careful ear for listening.
But I trust in my love to decipher the winds,
for he’s a great musician
and gives plenty of space for the silence of things
when it’s tunes that he’s out fishing…
Eryri, ble wyt ti?
Eryri, rwy’n dy garu di…
Well I’ve got a waterproof heart,
So tears don’t get to me,
I’ve got a waterproof heart, so
I can swim these seas
If I swim to you, will you
Sail to me, using maps of the stars
and songs of the ocean?
We’ll travel much further than our eyes can see, to
Where the horizon meets with our dreams.
If I swim to you, will you
Sail to me, using maps of the stars
and songs of the ocean?
We’ll travel much further than our eyes can see, to
where the horizon meets with our dreams…
I sew up my two legs once more at the seams –
For my waterproof heart, a deep blue tail and fins.
It’s a different kind of alchemy that unites two lovers’ limbs;
we leave our old selves on the shore for the tide to take back in.
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8. |
Under the Apple Tree
05:55
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As I walked under the apple tree,
A rosy fruit fell down.
As I walked under the apple tree,
It knocked off my gold crown.
Oh, if you could see me now,
Without my golden crown,
Oh, if you could see me now,
Without my velvet gown…
Oh river running through my heart
Is red as any blood,
And feet cannot be told apart
From roots buried in mud.
Star inside the apple fruit,
You hold the tiny key,
Go look inside your own red heart
And follow what you see…
As I walked under the apple tree,
A rosy fruit fell down.
As I walked under the apple tree,
It knocked off my gold crown.
Oh, if you could see me now,
Without my golden crown,
Oh, if you could see me now,
Without my velvet gown…
Oh river running through my heart
Is red as any blood,
And lips cannot be told apart
From roses new in bud.
Star inside the apple fruit,
You hold the tiny key,
Go look inside your own red heart
And from your masks be free…
Beyond the mask, the river flows,
Beyond the mask, wildflowers grow,
Beyond the mask, the heart it knows,
Beyond the mask, true power shows,
Oh it shows.
As I walked under the apple tree…
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9. |
Gathering Fire
02:36
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Gathering fire to flow down, to flow down in the blazing stream...
Coy-ya dadada coy-ya dadada coy-ya dadada,
coy-ya dadada, coy-ya da da da
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Ailsa Mair
Ailsa Mair (known by some as The Fairytale Cellist) is a Singing Cellist, Viola da Gamba rebel, Songwriter, Composer and Improviser living in, mid-Wales.
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