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La chanson de Coyote
04:16
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La chanson de Coyote
In rapture I was dancing on the border
About to fall off your cliff
Fearless dancing on the border
What have you sung in my ear?
Was it a warning of danger?
I couldn’t hear clearly
I couldn’t see through illusions
And followed Coyote’s flame
It sounded like grace…
A dive from the height of my tower
Into the heart of fears
From the height of my tower
A giant leap of faith
Let the waves sail you home
To your lover’s embrace
I drank Coyote’s words
and let the magic fade
It sounded like grace…
I thought I’d wake up in your arms
As they were wide open
I did not wake up at all
And let the waves take me away
Drifted past that narrow line
Where there is nowhere in sight
Half in the kingdom of the birds
Half in the infinite sky
I’ve mistaken water for fire
And I invited the winds
So you name a boat to help me travel away
From this world I had dreamt without boundaries
Where we were nothing but free
Where Coyote was me
No hope no fears
Have I been swimming or drowning?
Aren’t we still breathing?
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The Longest Trail
04:23
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The longest trail
It was a long trail
Defying any plan
To get lost getting found
Unearthing treasures in the dark
What a long trail
Pour retrouver le soleil
Far off the beaten path
Tout ce qui brille n’est pas de l’or
From where I lie now it is pretty clear
Where I lie now it is pretty clear
The longest trail
A lifetime of wandering
The longest trail
When your heart is clouded
Let the evening unfold
Breathe in the darkness
Light above us is strong
But in the wild night withdraws
Cross old borders
Daunting and hostile
Headlong or on tip toes
Until all poison dissolves
From where I lie now it is pretty clear
Where I lie now it is pretty clear
The loneliest trail
Pour retrouver le soleil
The loneliest trail
Nothing lights no road ahead
If you draw the line a little farther
Than the eye can see
Will the horizon keep swallowing me
No longer crawling not yet flying
A limbo we’re in
Our bodies are just disintegrating
Will you follow me until the end of this backward journey
We will not crawl but fly out of our grave
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Ephemerals
Your light comes out and I am shaken with tears
The sight of you is clear
May you reveal what the earth conceals
As soon as the soil warms up we will bury our grief
My wound is where your light comes in
Call me from years long sleep
Show me what has grown beneath layers upon layers of dreams
Snow as far as the mind eye can see
Ephemerals unfurling
Blood still frozen
I woke up when fall was well underway
Only a few rotten apples left
May I feel again the sweetness of spring
Briefly, and then return to sleep
Love is all that it takes
For our late embrace
Love is all that is takes
Will you let me drink from your well of fire
When I am numbed with cold and life is falling apart
I’ll thrive while the rest of the world is asleep
Like bloodroots and windflowers
Nestled unseen beneath the earth
I’ll grow my roots throughout the winter
Until flower be spoken
The soil is now warm and I am shaken with tears
My wound is where your light comes in
Will you reveal what the earth conceals?
Nothing has grown beneath layers upon layers of dreams
Now melting and flooding reality
Biting softer
Overwintering
Will you let me drink from your well of fire
When I am numbed with cold and life is falling apart
I’ll thrive while the rest of the world is asleep
Like bloodroots and windflowers
Nestled unseen beneath the earth
I’ll grow my roots throughout the winter
Until flower be spoken
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Waning Sun
05:48
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Waning Sun
I fear my sun is waning
Solemn and grey
Why did it fail to light my way?
Not a burn I can remember
Not a ray of hope nor any morning
Was I blind to its faith?
To the promise of a warm embrace and peace
A new storm is gathering
From the north again
Why does it blow in my way?
Am I too tidal in your moon ignoring
An hawk would roam in
And feed of my heart
Dying beast
Offering itself on the peak of a mountain
Sky buried
Tell me another story ending
Mine has plot holes
I don’t even recognize my own voice
Tell me another story ending
Mine was stolen at birth
and I couldn’t read between the lines
Give me another story ending
Even if stolen and I will try and make it my own
La mer étale will rock me…
Ses vives-eaux will be the death of me…
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Severed Head
Just another idle day
We were gladly reeking
The first thing to fall was your severed head
Scavengers on the side road
Made their way to your sorrow
Your blood ran cold, your blood ran cold
She could kill or raise the dead
Only a drop in your desert
Of her wise blood will flow
And before you’ll know it
You will be rid of all your sorrows
Let the oasis grow
But your blood was cold, already cold
Why are you afraid of snakes?
Dance with the serpent instead
Approach it in a friendly way
And you won’t be turned to stone,
You won’t be turned to stone
I am not a nightmare
Nor are you sleepwalking
At the western edge of the world
What if it was your gateway?
If I was your mirror?
Why are you afraid of snakes?
Dance with the serpent instead
Approach it in a friendly way
And you won’t be turned to stone,
You won’t be turned to stone
I may bleed yet not die
I may kill you with my eyes
But I am not a nightmare
Nor are you sleepwalking
At the western edge of the world
What if it was your gateway?
If I was your mirror?
Moon is my only mirror
Let her light ensnare you in her circle
Let her light embrace you with kindness
In her light bathe, calm will settle in
Let her light awake you from the shadows
Fear will turn to wonder
Just another idle day
We were gladly reeking
The last thing to fall was my severed head
Rolling down on the side road
Hissing to your heart of stone
While your blood ran cold, mine went gold
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6. |
Sink My Own Boat
05:20
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Sink my Own Boat
I’ve been traveling night and day
I fear I have no sailors left
A ghost ship drifting aimlessly
Only a ghost captain on board
Which star shall I follow?
Which bird will lead me to my tribe?
Will I ever reach the shore?
My heart is hardly beating
Magpie will you lead me
To the ones I love and whom truly love me
Magpie will you lead me
Where my own people are living freely
I will sink my own boat
And I’ll go far off places
Cause down beneath deep waters
Lively and warm
Lies such an heartbreak
I’ve been traveling night and day
Dark waters have been leaking in
I sail the ocean in a false way
By pretending to be floating
By keeping everyone at bay
Yearning to learn from the whales and dolphins
To be a mermaid without singing
In the subterranean streams
White swan, will you teach me
How to glide across water so gracefully
White swan, will you teach me
How to ride still waters that run that deep
I will sink my own boat
And I’ll go far off places
Cause down beneath deep waters
Lively and warm
Lies such an heartbreak
Lead me where life and death flow seamlessly
Lead me where my loved ones live everlastingly
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Geneviève Beaulieu Saint Alphonse Rodriguez, Québec
Geneviève Beaulieu is a musician and songwriter from the province of Quebec, best known for her projects Menace Ruine and Preterite.
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