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Winter Dream
03:19
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Scarlet, wrap the garland ‘round your evergreen
then lend your voice to carols in the cold
I’ve known no fairer chestnut left near fiery gleam
and stood no closer to one I’ve dreamt to hold
Ahhh
Woolen wants for weathered woes
Ahhh
Stolen stockings filled with holes
Forgive my sudden Christmas wish this evening
I blame the lights and favors strung along the hall
But I this bottle and nowhere left to be
Would you care to join the sleighbells wondercall
Ahhh
Woolen wants for weathered woes
Ahhh
Stolen stockings filled with holes
Ahhh
Woolen wants for weathered woes
Ahhh
Stolen stockings filled with holes
Scarlet, let’s pretend this is a winter dream
A sleepless night, unfrozen and everlasting
Ahhh
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2. |
A Lion's Share
03:05
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With violet stitch and panels red
In Mother’s quilt, at edge of bed
The storm has passed, he must be near
Bringing hope to cure the grey
On winter’s laugh and tempered sleigh
A bright old man on christmas day
I toe gently all the way
Down the steps to soft display
The lights aglow and jingles clear
A sight to grant all children’s cheer
Sister if you’d only seen
The silent night born revelry
In times so stark we must believe
That goodwill comes to those in need
The pantry once so full an’ grand
Of late has been barren land
When Father said he’d do his best
I hadn’t dreamed a lion’s share
With meat and cans of fruit to spare
Enough to answer any prayer
Magic at the darkest hour
Comes to even humble bower
Bless this night and bless the man
Who knew my list, and with it ran
A Lion’s Share
With violet stitch and panels red
In Mother’s quilt, at edge of bed
The storm has passed, he must be near
Bringing hope to cure the grey
On winter’s laugh and tempered sleigh
A bright old man on christmas day
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3. |
Cigarette Angel
03:27
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Angel, angel, angel
Stretch your cigarette wings
And float among the holly holly tree
Watch your, watch your, watch your
Ghost in revery
And breathe the pine air so sweet
Lie down and part the snow
Surrender all you’ve ever known
Be a warmth upon the cold
You will never be too old
Burnin, burnin, burnin
Toward your fingertips, blue
This harkens to some other age
Oh, if cameras, cameras, cameras
Caught our solitude
I’d steal this frame away
And all the reindeer, and all the bells
Would steer us clear, would make us well
Our cider spiked and filled with cheer
Would melt away the coldest year
Lie down and part the snow
Surrender all you’ve ever known
Be a warmth upon the cold
You will never be too old
Starlet, starlet, starlet
In a tragedy role
Your tears shed on the steady chime
(but) Silent, silent silent
On the curtain call
Still broken by the closing lines
And all the reindeer, and all the bells
Would steer us clear, would make us well
Our cider spiked and filled with cheer
Would melt away the coldest year
Lie down and part the snow
Surrender all you’ve ever known
Be a warmth upon the cold
You will never be too old
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4. |
I Found A Star
03:24
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I found a star
A star worth traveled kings, unknown
the routine ramble of wrongs and woes
And the though she says she loves me so
I found a star, and must go
Tell my lover, find another
There are many men who can be
Sought for comfort, bled for past hurts
This my journey, claims, it holds me
It wasn’t found among the throw of bones
Nor pull of card from shuffled rows
Yet, when needle pierced between my toes
I found a star, and must go
This frozen land
of endless lights and empty prose
the sky at once, my only hope
As now, I naked, wander alone
I found a star, and must go
Tell my sister, I’m no drifter
There’s a path here, and it feels near
Miles of sorrows, cold tomorrows
Let this new year, bring me new fears
Break this body of melancholy
Cloud my memory, sow a new seed
If babe so lowly, can grow so holy
Soon she’ll see me, past my strange need
I found a star, and must go
I found a star, and must go
I found a star
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Paul Otteson Madison, Wisconsin
A Midwestern Folk style, blending lyrical prowess with seasoned arrangements; wrapped in a cloak of beautiful harmony.
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