1. |
Purple Heather
03:45
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Oh, the summertime is comin',
And the trees are sweetly blooming,
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Would ye go, lassie, go?
And we'll all go together
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather.
Would ye go, lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower
By yon pure crystal fountain
And around it I will pile
Wild colors of the mountain.
Would ye go, lassie, go?
I will range through the wilds
And the deep glen sae dreamy
And return wi' my spoils
Tae the bower o' my dearie
Would ye go, lassie, go?
If my true love she'll not come
I will surely find no other
To whom I could sing
Songs that let her know I love her
Would ye go, lassie, go?
Oh, the autumn-time is comin'
And the leaves are gently falling
Where the wild mountain thyme
Grows around the purple heather
Would ye go, lassie, go?
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2. |
Midnight Sun
03:49
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I can't stop this trembling
Something in my chest
Somehow, these lights
Don't help me see
I can't stop thinking
Something on my hands
Somehow, these lines
Don't help me read
I shook off the dust from my feet
Or so I thought
The voices called me still
Now the voices are gone away from me
But we didn't know
Some words would kill
Set me free
Grace my eyes
Give me rest
And tell me lies
Shroud my mind
Loose my tongue
Leave these notes
And don't be long
Watch me bleed
Clean my sins
Keep my keys
But don't you come again
I can't stop walking
Something on my mind
Somehow this air
Don't help me breath
You can't stop singing
Every word I write
Somehow this door
Don't help me leave
I shook off the dust from my feet
Or so I thought
The voices called me still
Now the voices are gone away from me
But we didn't know
Some words would kill
Set me free
Grace my eyes
Give me rest
And tell me lies
Shroud my mind
Loose my tongue
Leave these notes
And don't be long
Watch me bleed
Clean my sins
Keep my keys
But don't you come again
Watch me bleed
Clean my sins
Keep my keys
Don't you come again
Find my breath
Give my life
Scar the dark
Ward off the night
Steal your light
Be my one
Set yourself
Be the Midnight Sun
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3. |
Dragonfruit Tea
05:47
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Sinking, drowning
Darkness is all around me
Noone to help me up there
Glacier ice cold
No arm to grasp hold
No gills, no lungs, no fresh air
Mind thinks, mouth speaks
Nothing but mouse squeaks
Put face-to-face with the best
Forges, hammers
Makers of swords and daggers
Shoved directly into my chest
I suppose I can say
Things weren't meant to go this way
Sweat drips from my brow
If only I had said that line
But 'ifs' won't help me this time
It's far too late for 'ifs' now
No words, black out
Can't feel my mind now
Five miles later, I wake
No words, lock in
I can't risk the selfish sin
Not for mine, but for your sake
Walk home, lights flare
The stars are not there
Or it's just my eyes are turned down
Thoughts race, face fakes
Lies, my tongue lace
It's be the liar or clown
Your voice fills me
With thoughts of Dragonfruit tea
The kind that heals all wounds
Words are spoken
Hearts then are broken
My dreams will never come true
But I will never blame you
Sinking, drowning
Darkness is all around me
Noone to help me up there
Glacier ice cold
No arm to grasp hold
No gills, no lungs, no fresh air
Your voice fills me
With thoughts of Dragonfruit tea
The kind that heals all wounds
Words are spoken
Hearts then are broken
Some dreams aren't meant to come true
But I will never blame you
Sinking feeling
Hearts aren't meant for healing
Mine's only been meant for her
She won't want me
She wouldn't believe
Lochs and lagoons are my war
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4. |
'Brasive 'Ssault
02:22
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5. |
All is Well
04:02
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Come walk with me
Come talk with me
Let's find a lake
And raise it's waters
Come ride with me
Come die with me
Let's find a park
And feed it's grass
These white walls
Are my prison
Pitch black rooms
Are my cells
Wearing muffs
Like a headpiece cannon
But to you
My friend, all is well
Come climb with me
Come dine with me
Let's raise a glass
And drink 'til we drown
Come sing with me
Come swing with me
Let's play a song
'Till we play it dead
These white walls
Are my prison
Pitch black rooms
Are my cells
Wearing muffs
Like a headpiece cannon
But to you
My friend, all is well
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6. |
Mr. Man
04:03
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7. |
The Burning Kwai
03:45
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8. |
The River
05:17
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9. |
Roll
04:31
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Muircat Tucson, Arizona
Muircat is a genre-defying, ground-breaking artist whose music combines modern production philosophies with traditional storytelling and lyricism. With a voice equally suited for lullabies or Opera, Muircat brings his unique brand of poeticism and passion to bear by actively defying tropes in both Pop Music and the Celtic Folk music that inspired him via his own “Neobardic” genre. ... more
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