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Twa Magicians
03:32
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There lived a charmed enchanting girl
A blacksmith did her woo
To him escape she shifted shape
But he had magic, too...
She became a leaf, a leaf
Well hidden in a tree
An he became the tree branch
Adjoined to her was he...
Sayin, Bide, lassie, bide - an’ aye he bad her bide
An’ be the brookie smith’s wife, an’ that’ll lay your pride
She became a tawny owl
Her wary eyes shone bright
An’ he became the gloamin’ mirk
Enfolding her each night...
Sayin, Bide, lassie, bide - but never would she bide
An’ be the brookie smith’s wife, she’d never lay her pride
She became a headstone
Sombre, straight and cold
So he chose to engrave her
He chiselled deep and bold
Bide, lassie, bide - an’ aye he bad her bide
An’ be the brookie smith’s wife, an’ that’ll lay your pride
Sayin, Bide, lassie, bide - but never would she bide
An’ be the brookie smith’s wife, she’d never lay her pride
She became a ship, a ship
An’ sailed upon the sea
An’ he became a mariner
Aboard o’ her gaed he…
So she became the salt sea air
She shook the stormy sea
An’ neither one was seen again
But I believe she’s free
She’s free…
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Anchor In The Sky
03:10
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Through the heavy blanket of the night
Tiny pinpricks of light unhinge
And spin right out of sight
And here as I lie,
The earth turns, freewheeling,
I'm giddy
You are my anchor in the sky
My beacon in the night
My guiding harbour light, shining high
Dizzied by these shifting galaxies
A dance with no sound,
Damp grass swells silent under me
It's not solid ground,
The earth turns, freewheeling,
I'm giddy
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The Whole Rainbow
03:37
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Just now you’re all potential, no one can foretell
What colours will define you as your universe unfolds
What paths you’ll choose to follow, or to carve out for yourself,
But, boy or girl, my darlin’, learn to question what you’re told
Don’t hush, my wee lammie
Don’t let others limit you
You can choose the whole rainbow
Don’t be hemmed in, pink or blue
To me, you are a marvel in amber, plum and teal
A miracle of nature, of hope and love and zeal
A sapphire, or a ruby, or a thistle in long grass
I will welcome your whole spectrum
When your colours come to pass
Perhaps today is scarlet, sacrifice’s stain
Fuschia for composure, fern for bearing pain
Tomorrow’s dandelion, when tooth and nail, we’ll fight
As a myriad of pigments, reflecting back the light
The rainbow’s in our sight
The rainbow’s in our sight
A myriad of pigments
Reflecting light
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I wasn’t ready, you’re gone too soon
The kitchen’s quiet, lost its tune
I’m not prepared, no good alone
Why is it you who won’t be home?
You’re ripped to shreds, I’m torn apart
My love is gone, my love, my heart
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It’s all my own stupid fault
I smashed my gran’s special mug
And dad was ragin’, so mum took him out
And he left without a goodbye, without a hug
And everyone knows what happened next
The papers had a ball
“Brutal and savage” - he’s still our dad,
So what’s that make us all?
The cracks are how the light gets in
They teach that in school, but I know it’s not true
Things crack, then shatter, things fall apart
And they’re never the same held together with glue
I just can’t face being in class
I’m frightened by questions they ask -
Will I end up in the jail like my dad?
Am I as violent and bad? Maybe I am
So staying away is how I survive
Though the bullies miss me at school
Safer to keep my own company
‘Cause I’m feeling so angry and cruel
My wee brothers and sisters fight worse than before
And I know that mum’s feeling the strain
I’m the man of the house now, can’t hide any more
She says I’m not to be skivin’ again
I still miss my dad every day
I miss silly games that we’d play
Our wrestling moves and his tickling hands
It’s hard to understand why he won’t see me
Maybe he’s still angry about the mug?
I sent a sorry card
Or maybe he’s too long without a hug?
I’m finding that quite hard
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The Seamstress
03:22
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Hanging by a thread
Teetering along life's edges
Hanging by a thread
Clinging on starts to sap her strength
While shadows and silhouettes whisper contempt
Still she hopes for some magic charm
To conjure a hero to pull her from harm
Suspended there, in that secret place
Her fibres and filaments conceive her escape
She can sew - could she stitch some space?
Gather her strands and then weave a new shape?
Resolute, she pledges to spin and to weave
To salvage and to darn
This act of restoration is saving the seamstress and her yarn
Summoning her power, she spins and she weaves
She salvages and darns
This act of restoration is saving
The seamstress and her yarn
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Peerie Boy
03:09
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Down by the broch I would cradle and coddle you
When you cried through the night I would swaddle you
Whispering charms for to banish the trow from the door
I mind how the breath of the breeze would caress you
The lights of Aurora were dancing to bless you
And singing their salt water secrets to you on the shore
And now the hands of the sea
Have stolen my peerie boy frae me
Too soon you were roaming where I couldn’t reach you
The tongue of these islands had nothing to teach you
Brittle and cold like shivers of flint in your mouth
Visions of far distant places beguiled you
Comfort and care only angered and riled you
Gathering winds growing stronger and sweeping you south
Filled with foreboding I tried to protect you
To keep you where no one would hurt or neglect you
Far from the finns who would drag you right into the deep
Flickering shadows were watching and waiting
The lure of the sea, it was never abating
‘Til finally all I could do was to lull you to sleep
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Arms
03:44
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Bodies bruise the landscape,
Hard bullets beat down
Callous men who command rape
In my arms
I almost remember mother’s arms, before
Swaddled by my innocence no more
And would she think I’ve earned my wings?
Would it be fair to rise above
What I’ve become?
Is solace found there?
In my arms, in my arms
They won’t recognise me,
I’m a long way gone
These horrors disguise me
In my arms, in my arms
Cradling a weapon, empty at the core
Swaddled by my innocence no more
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Well Worn
02:24
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Laughter lights your tired eyes, temples grey with lessons learned
Growing warmer, wiser, intertwined, hearts that lift with love returned
Well worn, us two, a snug fit in a softened shoe
No gloss, no buff, no shine, well worn, just fine
When you hurt I feel the pain, ties that bind us hand and heart
Though our lives unravel, strain by strain, it’s half a life when we’re apart
All mine
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Tightrope
03:26
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I don’t want to fall, don’t like it at all
I don’t dare to drop down at your feet
I don’t want it to show, don’t want you to know
Scared to share I’m broken, incomplete
Something in me’s reaching, aching
Music makes me cry
I tread a tightrope when you’re near me
Teetering too high
One day I’ll be brave, let loose these words I save
Say aloud exactly how I feel
For now, I’ll keep them in, don’t know where to begin
And words, once uttered, change the way we feel
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Withheld
03:58
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Withheld, concealed,
Conflicted feelings that I’m scared to show
Yet bear, and know
Despite my efforts, I’m tormented by the thought of you
Disarming dreams that pull me under, pull me under
Societal conventions no longer ring true
Alarming cravings I don’t want to shake
Cause when you’re near me,
Part of me believes that we’d be good
And though you’re distant,
I’m convinced we could
Against my will, my head is filled with things I should not say
I’m holding back but yearn to touch you, yearn to touch you
You must dismiss the vain hopes my eyes still betray
Don’t listen to the wicked words I say
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Tether Me
03:08
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Anchor me at high tide
Ground me here, at your side
Loved you then, love you still
Always have, always will
Pin me proudly on your sleeve
Fasten me so I can’t leave
Guide my path when I can’t see
The wind may take me, tether me
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Kim Edgar Edinburgh, UK
“Intense and thought provoking” (The List)
“Heart stopping…our very own Tori Amos” (Sunday
Herald)
“An inspired empathy” * * * * * (Fringe Review)
Fuelled by a passion for social justice, folklore, and feminism, Kim Edgar crafts keenly observed details of people’s lives into powerful, understated songs that reach out and touch listeners.
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