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It s only when the high winds blow that I wish my hair was long
Sailing through the autumn leaves singing an ancient song
Or falling in love in the streets at night at the edge of a local square
It s only that I m here tonight thinking I was there

There are high winds on the pier tonight, my soul departs from me
Striding like Thalia s ghost south on the murky sea
And into midnight s tapestry she fades, ragged and wild
Searching down her ancestry in the costume of a Persian child

And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon
Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the heron are flying low
Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico

When I was young my eyes were wise, my father was good to me
Instead of having a flock of sons he had two other girls and me
And if we had used our Spanish names, here s the way they d run
Thalia, Margarita and Juanita, I m the middle one.

The screen door kept the demons in as we moved from town to town
It s hard to be a princess in the States when your skin is brown
And mama smoothed my worried brow as I leaned on the kitchen door
Why do you carry the weight, she said, of the world and maybe more?

And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon
Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the heron are flying low
Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico

My grandfathers were ministers and it came on down the line
My father preached in his parents church when he was ten years and nine
And mama dressed in parishoners clothes and didn t believe in hell
Her daddy fought the DAR, if he d lived I d have known him well

They said go find a Sunday School, we must have tried them all
I never stole from the silver plate, my sisters had more gall
One preacher said sing out loud and clear, it s the only life you ve got
And the next one said be good on earth, you ve another life at the feet of God

And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon
Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the heron are flying low
Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico

My father turned down many a job just to give us something real
It s hard to be a scientist in the States when you ve got ideals
And mama kept the budget book, she kept the garden, too
Bought fish from the man on Thursday, fed all of us and strangers, too

But time will pass and so, alas, will most of what we know
Though tonight my memory s eye is clear as the story s being told
And I ll play ball with the underdog and sit with the child who s wrong
Be still when the earth is silent and sing when my strength is gone

And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon
Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the heron are flying low
Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico

Now father s going to India sometime in the fall
They tried to stay together but you just can t do it all
I ll think about him if he goes, there s a little grey in his hair
Though not much because he s Mexican, they don t age, they just prepare

And if he goes to India I ll miss him most of all
He ll see me in the mudlarks face, hear me in the beggar s call
And mama will stay home, I guess, and worry if she did wrong
And I ll say a prayer for both of them and sing them both my song

And gulf winds bring me flying fish that shine in the crescent moon
Show me the horizon where the dawn will break anew
And cool me here on this lonely pier where the heron are flying low
Echo the songs my father knew in the towns of Mexico

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In the time spent in the foggy dew
With the raven and the dove
Barefoot she walked the winter streets
In search of her own true love

For she was Mary Hamilton
And lover of John Riley
And the maid of constant sorrow
And the mother of the doomed Geordie

One day by the banks of the river
Midst tears and gossamer
Sweet Michael rowed his boat ashore
And came to rescue her

And fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
Could love as she could then?

For was was likened to Pretty Boy Floyd
And also John Riley
And a rake and rambling railroad boy
And the Silkie of the Sule Skerry

And there in the arms of Michael
In their stolen hour
Loud rang the bells of Rhymney
From the ancient church bell tower

And there in the night with Michael
While he lay fast asleep
She put her head to the window pane
And in the fullness of love did weep

And fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
Will love as she did then?

You ve heard of the House of the Rising Sun
And what careless love can do
You ve heard of the wildwood flower
That fades in the morning dew

And of the ship that circles three times round
And sinks beneath the sea
You ve heard of Barbary Allen
And now you ve heard of me

So fill thee up my loving cup
Fast and to the brim
How many fair and tender maids
Will ever love again?

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In my heart I will wait
by the stony gate
and the little one
in my arms will sleep.
Every rising of the moon
makes the years grow late
and the love in our hearts will keep.
There are friends I will make
and bonds I will break
as the seasons roll by
and we build our own sky.
In my heart I will wait
by the stony gate
and the little one
in my arms will sleep.

And the stars in your sky
are the stars in mine
and both prisoners
of this life are we.
Through the same troubled waters
we carry our time,
you and the convicts and me.
There s a good thing to know
on the outside or in,
to answer not where
but just who I am.
Because the stars in your sky
are the stars in mine
and both prisoners
of this life are we.

And the hills that you know
will remain for you
and the little willow green
will stand firm.
The flowers that we planted
through the seasons past
will all bloom
on the day you return.
To a baby at play
all a mother can say,
he ll return on the wind
to our hearts, and till then
I will sit and I ll wait
by the stony gate
and the little one
neath the trees will dance.

When there s no more looking backand you feel you ve loved in vainyou try and hide your sorrownow you re alone againso you block out your emotionlaugh it off and carry onsayin why do i have to feel this waywas loving you so wrong
If i could only turn...

I smell the fear that rains inside
The thought of children who must oblige
To tainted dreams and polluted seas
The missing moon and melting trees
A mist of doom and clouds of pain
A toxic waste and an acid rain
The passing of...

Need a man blues
He-e-hey!

I got those need a man blues
Driving me mad
I go those need a man blues
Hurting me bad

Sweet sweet sweet
Is the taste of a man
And sweeter still is the taste
Of his sweet tasting love

Evil, wicked or angel
Just...

Hey there, Sup boo?
Whats happenin?
Come holla at me
Naww come here, Yuh I got somthin for you
Its gon make ya say Ungh
I aint sayin nothin, Yall jus playin
Comere, why you actin like that?
Naw for real, come ere...

Era il giornoch’al sol si scolararo per la pieta del suo
fattore i rai quando i’ fui preso, et non me ne guardai,
che i be’ vostr’occhi, Donna mi legaro.
Tempo non mi parea da far riparo contr’ a colpi
d’Amor; pero m’andai secur, senza sospetto, onde I
mieie guai nel commune dolor s’incominciaro.
Trovommi Amor...