1. |
Scent of Eternity
04:14
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Early morn, the shore of the lake
sun still sleeps but I am awake
grass is moist with morning dew
horizon glooms in dark shades of blue
Beauty is found all along
Scent of eternity find your way to my song
Trace my path alongside the trees
smell of leaves accompanies me
singingbirds are making their sounds
see the fog climb up on the mount
Beauty is found all along
Scent of eternity find your way to my song
We all try to forget that we´re leaving this land
but I hope that you find me with suitcase in hand ...
Left the mountain pines behind
to the top the sun has climbed
just like her I´m climbing on up
nothing compares with the view from the top
Beauty is found all along
Scent of eternity find your way to my song
We all try to forget that we´re leaving this land
but I hope that you find me with suitcase in hand ...
Day is done its quietly set
we´re still not lying down in our beds
wrapped up in quilts and braving the night
gathered around the campfire site
Beauty is found all along
Scent of eternity find your way to my song
firmaments farther over the blaze
dancing flames are warming your face
sharing stories we´ve left aside
dream - watch the smoke of her pipe
Beauty is found all along
Scent of eternity find your way to this song
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2. |
The Wind got Stuck
04:18
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Upon a while I came to town to stay just for an hour to change trains
but my connection was delayed and now I´m stranded this way
I linger in this waiting zone, at least I have a roof above my head
a wooden bench serves as a bed and in my bag is still some bread
in fellowship of strange companions
we´re coming up with stories of where we´re from
Promise me against all odds
he rides the wind to pick me up
Is there a time to be in luck?
My bags are packed – the wind got stuck
Don´t turn your head, no whistle blows,
no clue to make the best of these days
I try to put up with this place and take another dawn with grace
my sense of time has long run off
and each and every night sneaks in this doubt
did it take another route and has my ticket yet run out?
A fellowship of strange companions
looking out for trains that just won´t come …
Promise me against all odds
he rides the wind to pick me up
Is there a time to be in luck?
My bags are packed – the wind got stuck
Operator would you please connect me with whoever wrote this song
maybe he´d exchange some lines and help (a little) along …
Promise me against all odds
he rides the wind to pick me up
Is there a time to be in luck?
My bags are packed – the wind got stuck
I guess the wind got stuck
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3. |
Hibernation
05:01
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I have found a lonely nook
right beside the frozen brook
guess I left it all behind me
I have built my little shack
got some stovewood in a stack
just be sure that you won´t find me (won´t find me here)
moon goes up – till moon lays down
in between the memories fly around
and I swing my dip net
set up pitfalls, but they beware the trap
I have found a lonely nook
right beside the frozen brook
guess I left it all behind me
I´ve got a big bag of canned goods
can survive out in these woods
just be sure that you won´t find me (won´t find me here)
many birds are southward bound
others sleep till winter´s gone around
I sit close to the fireside
can´t stop sending smoke signals to the night
I have found a lonely nook
right beside the frozen brook
guess I left it all behind me
it´s a desolate place to be
for a little girl like me
please make sure you´ll try to find me
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4. |
Half Tide
04:43
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I know … that the air we breathe sometimes is in need
to be cleansed by heavy rain
I know … that I have to stick my head into
a bucket of cold water to stay sane
I know … there are siren´s songs and singalongs
with a hook to drive you mad about the aim
Feel the tide – shall I run or hide?
And in the shelter of the night I take a walk outside
how will you hear the silent ones?
Oh, may I feel the quiet wind that strokes so gently on the skin
the promise of a breaking dawn
I know … that a tiny sea doesn´t have to be
wide and wild and deep for you to drown
I know … a million little men do the best they can
and may finally succeed to steal the crown
I know … that the only way to save the day
might be the absence of a phone
Feel the tide – shall I run or hide?
And in the shelter of the night I take a walk outside
how will you hear the silent ones?
Oh, may I feel the quiet wind that strokes so gently on the skin
the promise of a breaking dawn
I know … that a heart of fears and a face of tears
might be the only means to keep me within reach
Feel the tide – shall I run or hide?
And in the shelter of the night I take a walk outside
how will you hear the silent ones?
Oh, may I feel the quiet wind that strokes so gently on the skin
the promise of a breaking dawn
Look to the left look to the right it´s just as dark on either side
I know this is a tricky land
An anxious soul with heavy load begs you to hurry down the road
to her and take her by the hand
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Cranes & Pines Stuttgart, Germany
Abseits vom lauten Mainstream haben sich die »Kraniche und Pinien« zusammengefunden, um mit ihrer entspannten Musik aus dem städtischen Alltag zu entfliegen. Dies gelingt ihnen mit ihren mal akustisch-folkigen, mal eher ruhig-melancholischen Songs. Nach ihrer Ende 2015 veröffentlichten EP »just before she flew away« gibt es jetzt mit »right beside the frozen brook« eine zweite EP. ... more
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