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Rose Bush
03:30
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I've got so much to learn from you
Still unpacking how the whole thing went
Trying to grow from the hurt you put me through
You didn't kill me, but I don't feel stronger yet
Loving you's like trying to hold a rose bush in bare hands
Now I'm bleeding, bleeding
Loving you's a job for someone else with tougher skin
I wish this stinging feeling would end
How to sift through a mix of truth and lies
Without losing your head
How to feel when you realize
It's the good times you want most to forget
Loving you's like trying to hold a rose bush in bare hands
Now I'm bleeding, bleeding
Loving you's a job that needs a union
I wish this lonesome feeling would end
Half wishing you knew
How much I cared about you
Half wondering if I do
[fiddle solo by Gray Buchanan]
Loving you's like trying to hold a rose bush in bare hands
My arms are weeping, weeping
Loving you's a puzzle I will never understand
I pray for healing, I wish this feeling would end
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2. |
Mountaintop
02:54
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There’s one too many cars in the city
I'd rather be in the only one
I'd rather be alone, so I’ll just wait for it to come undone
When you’re alone with me
The world isn’t such a rush
So let’s run away to a place where we can be just us
Ooh [3x]
I haven’t been away for ages
And everything is looking too large
So find us a mountaintop where we can just fall apart
Ooh [3x]
I am free fallin'
Into a world of us two
There’s nothing more I long to explore but you
Ooh [3x]
Aah [3x]
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3. |
The Roses
05:06
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Count the days since I last missed it
'Cause lately I've been getting sickness
Every morning, when the moonlight fades
Into the light of day
But I don't want to be a harbor
For a man who comes and goes
Leaving nothing but an empty chair
And the scent of his clothes
So, cedar red, cohosh blue,
Wild thistle, cotton root,
The saints won't answer when I call,
So I call on you
To bring the roses down
Bring the roses down
Bring the roses down
Take this tea, don't be a mother
Drink it all, try to forget
But if I drink this bitter water
Will I only taste regret?
Or cedar red, cohosh blue,
Wild thistle, cotton root
The saints won't answer when I call,
So I call on you
To bring the roses down
Bring the roses down
Bring the roses down
Ophelia had rue and pansy
Pennyroyal, fennel, and tansy
Rosemary and Queen Anne's lace
Wild myrtle, herb o' grace
And cedar red, cohosh blue,
Wild thistle, cotton root
The saints won't answer when I call,
So I call on you
And I will not be silent
And I will not be chaste
How can I make a life
If it means mine goes to waste?
I will bring the roses down
Bring the roses down
Bring the roses
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4. |
Streetlight Birds
03:15
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Amber streetlight birds through the window
Made their home in her flyaway hairs
Shrouding her, surrounding her—a halo, a glow
Kissing every last strand as I stared
Wondering just what I'd done to deserve her
As the sight snatched the breath from my lungs
And my heart through the tears saw a great, golden blur
And it knew, and it knew she's the one
[fiddle solo by Gray Buchanan]
Amber streetlight birds through the window
Made their home in her flyaway hairs
Shrouding her, surrounding her—a halo, a glow
Kissing every last strand as I stared
Wondering just what I'd done to deserve her
As the sight snatched the breath from my lungs
And my heart through the tears saw a great, golden blur
And it knew, and it knew she's the one
Oh, my heart through the tears saw a great, golden blur
And I knew, and I know you're the one
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The Starlight Darlins Winfield, Kansas
The Starlight Darlins are a four-piece band of acclaimed singer-songwriters Emily Johnson-Erday, Lauren Oxford, Gray Buchanan, and Siena Christie. The Darlins formed at Walnut Valley Festival in Winfield, Kansas, in September 2022. Their unique blend of four-part harmony, old-time instrumentation, and stunning original songs altogether creates what can only be described as magic. ... more
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