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HAZ TU PEDIDO DE “MEMORIALS” EN CD-EDICIÓN ESPECIAL A MANO ESCRIBIENDO A foldingleafmusic@gmail.com O EN facebook.com/MDandSF. INFO EN mdsecretfamily.tumblr.com -------------------------------------------- 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
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HAZ TU PEDIDO DE “MEMORIALS” EN CD-EDICIÓN ESPECIAL A MANO ESCRIBIENDO A foldingleafmusic@gmail.com O EN facebook.com/MDandSF. INFO EN mdsecretfamily.tumblr.com -------------------------------------------- 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
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LITTLE BOATS 04:03
HAZ TU PEDIDO DE “MEMORIALS” EN CD-EDICIÓN ESPECIAL A MANO ESCRIBIENDO A foldingleafmusic@gmail.com O EN facebook.com/MDandSF. INFO EN mdsecretfamily.tumblr.com -------------------------------------------- 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
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HAZ TU PEDIDO DE “MEMORIALS” EN CD-EDICIÓN ESPECIAL A MANO ESCRIBIENDO A foldingleafmusic@gmail.com O EN facebook.com/MDandSF. INFO EN mdsecretfamily.tumblr.com -------------------------------------------- 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

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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 March 5, 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.

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