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Just setting up the ground, espouses and confounds.
Hey, just a quick word to say: It was for a long time he stood there…..
Metacomet, chief sachem of the Wampanoags
at an indian killers grave; headless, waiting, under a mausoleum of buffalo bones.
A soul, as single as a skeleton.
below concrete roads, amid sunken trains
where Metacomet and his buffalo cannot sleep.
“you broke our backs lifting your nation to the sky!”
“until we were so weak that we reached heaven.”
“dear Metacomet, we owe you your empire”, Robert replied
“and I, the seed of John Winslow!; I will cover your open neck with willow.
lifes’ labours vain, our saviour’s dying
the just and unjust weep the same
this is the land of the Wampanoags and the buffalo
but it is we who have to live with it.
and live with what we do and have done”.
in Memorial.

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Establecer una cartografía, desposarse, confundirse.
Tan sólo unas palabras: Durante mucho tiempo estuvo allí...
Metacomet, gran jefe de los Wampanoag
sobre la tumba de un asesino de indios; descabezado, esperando, bajo un mausoleo de huesos de búfalo.
Un alma, tan única como un esqueleto,
bajo carreteras de cemento, entre trenes hundidos
donde Metacomet y su búfalo no pueden dormir.
“Nos partiste la espalda alzando tu nación hacia el cielo!”
“Hasta que estuvimos tan débiles que alcanzamos el paraíso.”
“Querido Metacomet, te debemos tu imperio”, respondió Robert,
“y yo, la semilla de John Winslow!; yo cubriré tu cuello abierto de sauces.
Las labores vanas de la vida, nuestro salvador está muriendo,
los justos y los injustos lloran juntos;
esta es la tierra de los Wampanoag y del búfalo,
aunque somos nosotros los que tenemos que soportarlo,
y vivir con lo que hacemos y hemos hecho”.
in Memorial.

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released 05 March 2012
Grabado durante la primera semana de febrero de 2012 en los estudios NeoMusicBox de Aranda de Duero (España) por Jose Caballero

Producido por Marcus Doo & The Secret Family y Jose Caballero
Masterizado por J.J. Golden en Golden Mastering (California, USA)

Ilustración de portada por Susan Tilley

Marcus Doo & the Secret Family han sido en esta ocasión
Marcus Doo: voz, guitarras y armónica
Dave Sergeant: guitarras, bajo y coros
Xisco Rojo: bajo, guitarras, teclados, mandolina, banjo y coros
Fabrice Gamon: batería y percusiones.

Contact: foldingleafmusic@gmail.com

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Track Name: I'LL TAKE WARMTH FROM ANYWHERE (ABIGAIL)
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though once a starling, dark i found
let go and drown no more
look above, this is your life
leave me here, there will be more

down with the end of a shift and my grandfather said
keep your head on and check your change
out of reach i haunt the bars on the streets
i chase all the head-lights, i'll take warmth from anywhere

Abigail, time and wine are no veil
i can still see your eyes all lit up like christmas
and i hope you know, on the sail of your ship
there's a prayer that the highland wind's slipped from my lips

and i hope you're secure, have found love, and are cared for
when we were just kids, all those things that i promised
i was too young to know it, or too shy to show that
a chance that's not taken does not make tomorrow

Abigail, time and wine are no veil
i can still see your smile fill my dark heart like a rainbow
and i know, i know that time can move slow
but sometimes so fast, i just cannot catch

all these voices and faces, they move at such paces
i cannot recall, i cannot recognise
i cry in the ally i know when my time comes
to walk alone through the valley, one name on my tongue:

Abigail, time and wine are no veil
i can still see your smile all lit up like christmas
Abigail, time and wine are no veil
i can still see your smile, all lit up
all lit up like, the birth of christ

i haunt the bars on the streets
i chase all the head-lights, i'll take warmth from anywhere
Track Name: THERE'S NO PAIN
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there's no pain, like from, the ones you love
and there's no burden, like from, the ones who love you
i'm trying to breathe clean between shooting stars
in this dying and darkening night tryin' to see
what we are

she looked straight into my eyes, said she was seeking connection
she looked straight into my eyes, seemed satisfied with her reflection

oh lonely, you're the only one who stood with me
oh lonely, it means so much that you hold me, in this world

in this world filled with the things we kill
in this mellifluous world filled with the things that would kill us
the harmonium plays and plays the same endless dirge
each time it begins it's like nothing I've ever heard

oh merciful memory, it means so much that you fail me
oh merciful memory, it almost means too much that you've failed me
Track Name: LITTLE BOATS
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broken halves of sky and sea
little boats of you and me
thou wilt not sail so wearily
i am here darling

the timeless march leaves honest minds
serving what´s been left behind
our first and final hours blind but
i am here darling

broken halves of sky and sea
little boats of you and me
thou wilt not sail so wearily
i am here darling, though

lifes´ labours vain
their saviour´s dying
but i will, keep you safe in my arms
for a while

lifes´ labours vain
the aged are tired from trying
but i will, keep you safe in my arms
for a while

lifes´ labours vain
our state is lying
but i will, keep you safe in my arms
for a while

lifes´ labours vain
their saviour´s dying
but i will, keep you safe in my arms
for a while

when the bard fell
there spilt a thousand words
crowds trampled over eulogies

in the courtyard a prince was heard to sigh
for less than this
kingdoms die
if i could, i would
read your heart
Track Name: FORTUNE'S NEVER EARNED
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fortune's never earned, it's stolen
the poor rarely write their names
if i had a song i'd sing it and turn your way

we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone

we found faith, we found faith in our city homes
saw the human stain in every hand-carved throne

she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time was passing

know what you mean to me, we're so old now, we're so old now
too old not to believe in our shared history
we're so old now

we found faith, we found faith in our city homes

we saved to see the sunset
we wrote to read we were not alone
my father paid for my sister's wedding, afraid she'd grow old alone

we found faith, we found faith in our city homes

she looked down at her hand, while the condor was passing
she looked down at her hand, while the eagle was passing
she looked down at her babies, while her time and the eagle were passing