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Stawflowers
02:54
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Turned their faces toward the sun
Raised a toast to everyone
Strawflowers in her hair
Beams of light from everywhere
Sing a song for those we’ve lost
And those to come
Save the seeds and stir the soil
They’ll live again
A humming wheel, the endless drone
Rings in our ears
Safe inside our garden grove
We’ll live again
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Sun Flares
04:11
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The sun fell down
Into a bed of leaves
And I closed my eyes
Fell into a dream
The warm embrace
Held me through the night
My drumming feet
Into a pool of light
Without my sight
Without my mind
An empty space
In silence lay
Still I walk
In darkness calm
Still I walk
Until my feet,
Have overtaken me
I held her close
Remembering when
The clock rang out
Came to life again
Without my sight
Without my mind
An empty space
In silence lay
Still I walk
In darkness calm
Still I walk
Until my feet,
Have overtaken me
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If I could see through your eyes
You know I’d smile
Then I could see
The first frost on the leaves
A faded memory for me
Oh, how I might know
The lightness in your soul
Oh, how I might know
The name you call your own
Oh, how I might know
The name you call your own
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South Facing
02:13
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Blush on Her Cheeks
04:14
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Blush on her cheeks
Stepped inside
Said to me, “I’ve arrived”
So it seems, just in time
Her feet over mine
Eyes ahead, we’ll be fine
Feel the beat
Not as hard as it seems
To dance, to dream
To feel your heart
Skip a beat
As light as a leaf
Close your eyes, go to sleep
In my arms
Tell me, what do you see?
When you look through the cracks
See the sun fading fast
And you say,
“It’s never too late…”
To dance, to dream
To feel your heart
Skip a beat
For you
For you
To dance
To dream
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Bloom
01:57
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Upon My Window
04:05
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Your hair
Tossed and tangled by the breeze
And through the leaves
I heard the sound of the keys
In time
Tapping all upon my window
Say they know which way the wind blows
They sang their song to me
The lines
That made their way around your eyes
When you smiled
They made me feel like a child
Afraid
The wind would carry us away
But if it’s in your heart to stay
Sing your songs to me
When all the leaves have gone
I’ll lay my head
And all the shapes and shades
Will become our bed
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8. |
Pour Me Out
04:05
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Tide set me free
And all I could see
We’re her eyes
And the empty skies
Sun lift me up
Let me be your cup
Pour me out
Return me to the ground
As I looked around
Adrift on a cloud
Gave myself a way
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Cyrus Smith Arcata, California
Cyrus Smith is a songwriter residing in Northern California.
Previously recording as Cicada Song.
Often accompanied by Daniel Nickerson.
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