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The Wild
04:34
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The Wild - by Fae Wiedenhoeft
Wake and hear the wind blowing strong
Trees are dancing and leaves flying round
The rain’s tapping toes on the ground
It’s the time of the wild
Run to the sea and taste the salt air
Stones are turning; your hair’s flying everywhere
The eagle soars without care
It’s the time of the wild
Drum your feet throw your hands to the sky
Shout your song this is no lullaby
You have one life don’t let it die
In the time of the wild
Chorus
Brave, Brave, Brave child
Put your ear to the earth and hear the song singing wild
Run Run You’re free
Laugh and smile at the world; join its sweet harmony
Drum and dance in the dream
It’s the time of the wild
Beidh biseach ort go luath
La brea ata ann
Ta an t-adhar gorm
La brea ata ann
Wake and hear the wind blowing strong
Trees are dancing and leaves flying round
The rain’s tapping toes on the ground
It’s the time of the wild
Run to the sea and taste the salt air
Stones are turning; your hair’s flying everywhere
The eagle soars without care
It’s the time of the wild
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West Coast Morning
03:20
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West coast Morning by Fae Wiedenhoeft
the island sleeps with half moon smiles
as i walk through the turn stiles of life
another day begins
the drops dance in the streets
as we walk hand in hand unleashing poetry
smoke rings to the sea
just another west coast morning has begin
just another west coast morning has begin
fun without the sun
the trees sway like we
danced in the warm summer rays
do you remember those days?
the wind whispers through the trees
like the whispers you once whispered to me
oh, those little day dreams
just another west coast morning has begin
just another west coast morning has begin
fun without the sun
it's down to Bastion square for
tea with you and conversation too
we'll watch the fog roll in
the ferry scuttles by as
seagulls fly their wings against the blue
it's nice to have this time with you
just another west coast morning has begin
just another west coast morning has begin
fun without the sun
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3. |
Wings
03:47
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Wings by Fae Wiedenhoeft
the castle walls are crumbling down
the ground is withered
the sky is blackened without sun
the stars expired
fire casts the likeness of giants on the rock
as the hand of fog evades your heart
reminds you of what you lost, so
spent your whole life above
in your ivory tower
let your hair fall to the ground
waiting for the sire
you were wishing for who would shape your life into art
but the hand of fog leaves you standing cold
hoping for what your not, so
Ch: spread your wings and fly
forget those fears you keep inside
live your dreams don’t end up crying
spread your wings and fly
forget those fears you keep inside
live your dreams don’t stop trying
the forest limbs are closing in
the thorns grow closer
the waters murky thick with steam
the path grows steeper
glowing eyes afar still and silent watch you stop
as the hand of fog reveals the face is your
remember what you've got
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For Karen
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For Karen by Fae Wiedenhoeft
for Corey’s Mom on her memorial…
each little bird had flown
they travel on to find a new home
and with winter coming on
the trees once filled with song
carry on with a naked melody
each little leaf has turned
crossing the bridges that we have learned
and we fight back from the cold
pray summer will regain her hold
autumn lights beg for longer nights just the same
each little seed lies sleeping
waiting for light and springtime dreaming
and this day is very gray
come may the flowers play
but for now, we'll watch the starlight's glow till those days
each little bird had flown
they travel on to find a new home
and with winter coming on
the trees once filled with song
carry on with a naked melody
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Vidalia
03:09
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Vidalia by Fae Wiedenhoeft
A song about love and onions since they both make you cry
Just a love so sweet
That you make me weep
Just a want so true
That I come unglued and
Knock me off my feet
My dreams are tender soft
And in your skin I’m lost
You smell so sweet and pure
That my world’s a blur
My Sweet Vidalia
The summer’s passing by
For now it’s harvest time
We dance in leaves a whirl
Arms and fingers twirl
And our smiles sigh
To be with you again
Oh my harvest friend
Oh the sun may set
But I won’t forget
My Sweet Vidalia
Now I know, that love’s no simple thing
Sweetness fades and sometimes love can sting
Where ever I may roam
With you I will be home
Oh the scenes may change
But my heart remains
My Sweet Vidalia
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Cuillins of Rhum
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Soon shall I see your bright shores in the sunlight
The heather of hills and the rising of morn
The rolling grey sea mist rolls east in the morning
To run the wild hills of the cuillins of rhum
Far away seaward the green hills are love-lit
Where runs the hills water a foam to the sea
Like tangle at noontime, like snow wreath in moonlight
As though who art yearning will yearn it to be
Far away seaward my queen land my youth land
Far away seaward the cuillins of home
And here in my dream time I’m hearing hill water
The laughter of streams by the cuillins of rhum
Soon shall I see thy bright shores in the sunlight
The heather of hill and the rising of morn
The rolling grey sea mist rolls east in the morning
To run the wild hills of the cuillins of rhum
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Melody
04:45
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Melody by Fae Wiedenhoeft
Driving down hilly roads, watching rooftops dressed in leaves,
I hear your voice sing a song that I once knew.
The days of rain and hope, of painted fingers,
sips of tea between the plunks of a six-string.
The rain began to fall and I heard it once again,
the subtle hello to an old friend.
A memory that you love, a prayer, a truth,
when nothing matters but that very moment.
We held our wishes in the palms.
We freed our hearts with light and songs
and told our secrets to the moon.
We’d sit and sing the day away
while upstairs the children played.
But we had our playtime too.
Passing the dancing leaves, the forest stays in tune.
Your voice transcends the miles between us.
The days of seashore dreams, laughter, skipping stones,
folklore fires and a penny whistle.
We painted music in the stars.
We planted seeds of hope and flowers
and watched the thyme and friendship grow.
Raindrops kissed the wind swept lane,
and old songs felt new again.
And our laughter danced on strings.
Driving down hilly roads, watching rooftops dressed in leaves,
I hear your voice sing a song that I once knew.
The days of rain and hope, of painted fingers,
sips of tea between the plunks of a six-string.
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Henry Martin
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There were three brothers in merry Scotland,
In merry Scotland there were brothers three
And they did cast lots which one of them should go … ,
And turn robber all on the salt sea.
The lot it fell upon Henry Martin,
The youngest of all of the three
That he should turn robber all on the salt sea … ,
For to maintain his two brothers and he.
Now they had not been sailing but a long winter's night
And part of a short winter's day,
When Henry Martin spied a stout lofty ship … ,
Come a-bibbing down on them straightway.
"Hello, hello," cried Henry Martin,
"What makes you sail so nigh?"
"I'm a rich vessel bound for fair London Town … ,
If you please, we shall quickly pass by."
"Oh no, oh no," cried Henry Martin,
"That fate it never can be.
For I have turned robber all on the salt sea … ,
For to maintain my two brothers and me."
With broadside, and broadside, and at it they went,
For fully two hours or three,
Until Henry Martin gave to her the death shot … ,
Heavily listing to starboard went she.
The rich merchant vessel was wounded full sore
And straight to the bottom went she
And Henry Martin sailed away on the sea, the salt sea …,
For to maintain his two brothers and he.
Bad news, bad news, to old England came,
Bad news to fair London town,
There was a rich vessel and she's cast away … ,
And all of her merry men drowned.
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Parksville
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The tide is in and the mountains swim
Inside this twilight plight
From arbutus trees sing songs of little birds
Children laugh as the waves just crash
As this day sighs in to night
And this life is right wrapped in golden light
Seagulls glide as the seashells hide
To plan the games for days to come
Sand castles return under foot to be born
Kites fly high with the dragonflies
As the wind picks up so sweet
And this life is right, wrapped in golden light
Chorus:
And I wonder why the world can’t be at peace
Why cant we all dance like wild flowers in the breeze
And I wonder how we've forgotten such simple things
To stand caught in awe and fly on spirit wings
Sandy clothes and a freckled nose,
Flip-flop toes and dreams ignite
Lovers stroll, hands fold into one
Waves roll home, as the sky’s a dome
Pink and gold a sailors delight
And this life is right wrapped in golden light
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10. |
Oh No, Not I
04:40
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A Newfoundland sailor went walking on the strand
He spied a pretty, fair young maid and took her by the hand
"Oh will you go to Newfoundland along with me?" he cried
But the answer that she gave to him was "Oh no, not I."
"If I were to marry you, on me 'twould be the blame
Your friends and relations would scorn me to shame
If you were born of noble blood and me of low degree
Do you think that I could marry you? It's oh no, not me."
Six months being over and seven coming nigh
This pretty fair young maiden she began to look so shy
Her corsets would not meet and her apron would not tie
Made her think on all the times when she said "oh no not I".
Eight months being over and nine months coming on
This pretty fair young maiden she brought forth a son
She wrote a letter to her love to come most speedily
But the answer that he gave to her was "Oh no, not me."
He said "My pretty fair maid, the best thing you can do
Is take your child upon your back and a-begging you may go
And It's when that you get tired you can sit you down to cry
And think on all the times when you said "Oh no, not I".
So come all you pretty fair maids, a warning take by me
Don't ever put your trust in the green willow tree
For the leaves they will wither and the root it will die
Make you think on all the times when you said "oh no, not I".
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11. |
Black is the Colour
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Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
His lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands.
I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
I wish the day, it soon would come
When he and I could be as one.
The winter has passed and the leaves are green
The time has passed that we have seen,
I'll write you a letter just a few short lines
And suffer death a thousand times.
So fare you well, my own true love
The time has passed, I wish you well.
Still I hope the day will come
When you and I will be as one.
Black is the colour of my true love's hair.
His lips are like some roses fair
The sweetest smile and the gentlest hands
And I love the ground whereon he stands.
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Woodcarver
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The Woodcarver - Fae Wiedenhoeft
you are strong
hush, now let me continue
you aren't alone
the forest stands with you
the elder trees hold secrets
we sometimes try to fight
and there are times when stars hold long
we beg for morning's light
and round and round our rings we grow and grow
... the woodcarver knows.
in the smoke of sage and sea
we see our ancestral truths
like a song from an instrument
sings the wisdom of its father's root
for what's inside holds fast the time
when it is finally freed
and the spirit drums and shines a light
the world can finally see
and it shares its wordless tale with friend and foe
... that woodcarver knows.
and there are mornings when
you cannot free your head
you'll shake your hair to lose the leaves
and dreams you thought were dead
you'll catch the eyes of someone
you may think you've never known
you'll smile and share a moment that
may be from long ago
and remember, we’re so much more than flesh and bone
.. that woodcarver knows
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Fae Wiedenhoeft Seattle, Washington
With a velvet voice, a hearty laugh, & the traditions of the Celtic winds, Fae takes her listeners on a musical journey through history & tradition. She performs independently and with her band SeaStar throughout the US, Canada, and Europe. She is an award winning songwriter and her songs are revered throughout the globe. ... more
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