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Ruby Stone
05:18
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RUBYSTONE
(words&music © David Ross Macdonald 2009)
cardboard crown was all that she wore
rubies be the pebbles she stole from the shore
even as i lose myself her wonder takes my hand
wresting troubles from my head like those pebbles from the sand
shifting thoughts that once were stone now drifting out to sea
drawn beyond the breakers where a man thinks he is free
feet sink to the sandy swirl with a memories chill
and i have one last stone to throw the arc is cast and i am still
be my ruby stone
twisting in the morning light
dance across my wall
be my ruby stone
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
SOLO
be my ruby stone
twisting in the morning light
dance across my wall
be my ruby stone
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
with your arms wrapped round my chest and water to my knees
together breath our greatest wish and listen to the sea
given once twice returned or broken into two
we take the tide and roll away and leave the stone that we once knew
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
be my ruby, be my ruby stone
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Prelude To Amberley
00:34
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Amberley
05:15
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Amberley (© David Ross Macdonald 2010)
took the name from the blood of a tree
had a heart like a wing trapped in a stone
wore round her neck like and embering tear
cried from the suns of before
where's my amberley
there's a scar on the tree where the maple once wept
there's river bed rock where the glaciers once slept
and the oceans reclaim how soon they forget
how blind kings once reached for the stars
where's my amberley
hung round her neck like a prism of pain
bending the will of the foolish and vain
who dared to defy whats written in stone
and cast from a furnace of bones
where's my amberley
from blue earth to burn stone amberley holds
the bones of the reckless and their dreams
bound to before by the rosin of time
that windows the warnings of old
where's my amberley
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4. |
Thorns To Sleep
01:57
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Lantern Girl
04:13
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LANTERN GIRL
(words&music © David Ross Macdonald 2009)
she's alone like a lantern on a hill
singing out shadow lines
by the light of her trembling candles song
she words the wax as it melts to her rhyme
pale hands palm the barely chain
evening stalks yield and sway
to the curve through her thin midnight dress
she lets the moon have its way
lanterns' call be the thorns to sleep
wakes the vines of our years
through the glass and the ivy arch I wake and watch
as she drifts through the fields
now she lies against my skin
for her whispering breath I lean
for her words of embering rhyme
she sings me back to sleep one last time
she's alone like a lantern on a hill
singing out shadow lines
by the light of her trembling candles song
she words the wax as it melts to her rhyme
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Sleeping Silver
04:09
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Rocks And Snow
04:36
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Rocks and Snow (© David Ross Macdonald 2010)
these are things that we know
how the string comes alive to the draw of the bow
and the hairs on our neck now remember the tone
and our hearts reawaken the song
these are things that we know,
they're as plain as rice in a bowl
without which we'd starve in the dark and the cold
as we cling to the rocks and the snow
as we cling to the rocks and the snow
these are things that we know,
what falls in the west rises once more
still in our sleep but the stars always roll
as we cling to the rocks and the snow
as we cling to the rocks and the snow
these are things that we know,
a feather in our throat that wings to our soul
a voice that reminds us that we must let go
from our grip of the rocks and the snow
from our grip of the rocks and the snow
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8. |
To The Tune
04:41
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TO THE TUNE
(words&music © David Ross Macdonald 2009)
why would he bother to figure it out
what'd be the point and where would he start
rather just point his finger and shout
singing along to the tune
streets fill with sirens saint christopher bells
blessings or omens, how could you tell
children throw their parents coins to the well
singing along to the tune
to the black and the white and the never between
bridges collapsing fall into the sea
from way up on high such a beautiful scene
singing along to the tune
the ghosts and the gears that chew on our bones
and threaten to leave us with nothing alone
and won't be denied until it's all gone
singing along to the tune
the draw and the sigh of the bellow and reeds
ours be the same as accordion needs
but the melody chokes as the orchestra breathes
singing along to the tune
but a child to her grand fathers shoulders the air
lifting her up so that w can all hear
that what ever your purpose the message be clear
that you don't have to sing to the tune
that you don't have to sing to the tune
that you don't have to sing to the tune......
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Sacred Dark
05:12
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Sacred Dark (© David Ross Macdonald, 2010)
you know we all have something to hide
i know cause i'm hiding this from you
a lie that's told too early's like a truth that's told too late
so let the saving grace of silence bell
So we hold our secrets closer than our hearts
Closer than I hold you in this warm and sacred dark
And though we lay in silence may our hearts beat loud enough
Guiding hopes between us into the morning light
hearts have rolled the stone of God while
heads cast stones from hell
that fall upon a distant land and time
we warmed our hands by burning books
and stealing blankets sold
we weren't the first but to the last we'll claim this land our own
So we hold our secrets closer than our hearts
Closer than I hold you in this warm and sacred dark
And though we lay in silence may our hearts beat loud enough
Guiding hopes between us into the morning light
solo-tune
words that keep our distance are like fears that keep us close
hatred speaks a thousand tongues and years, but
hearts are won when minds are made by souls who dare to near
forever in our moment we're just minutes in a year
So we hold our secrets closer than our hearts
Closer than I hold you in this warm and sacred dark
And though we lay in silence may our hearts beat loud enough
Guiding hopes between us into the morning light
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10. |
Gristmill
02:42
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11. |
Rum Ramble
04:47
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David Ross Macdonald Candelo, Australia
Guitar
Songs
Stories
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