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Once upon a time we had a most awesome dream
And its tales were told in rhyme on how life should be
We took the old laws, and washed them away
Now I hear the Earth cry: ‘Did you have to do it that way?’
Lying on the ground are shards of you and me
Their reflections reveal betrayal; clouding up what we see
We broke every code, in the mirrors of lore
And when there’s no blameless road, you don’t know what life is for
With no clear reflection, we’ve nowhere to look but through splintering glass
Its presence evades us, fragmenting us as we go
The witch queen’s in places with so many faces; the wolf’s in you and me
But now the tales have turned; we no longer can be free
Once upon a time we were all in control
Now we’ve shadows on our minds; how easy to lose the soul
Snow White is lost, on the streets with her bags
Cinders is up then down, consigned to her rags
Ah - give me a reason to say we’re not living with splintering glass
It greets us each season, and we don’t know which way to turn
But you’re making a fuss, there’s no more to discuss; it’s just a fairytale
Once upon a time, ancient stories were told
They kept us well informed, they kept us whole
Now all we have is splintering glass
A mirror that won’t mend, from a fragmented past
It’s just a fairytale
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Folktale Spirits
06:08
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Jack and the Giant
06:35
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Fee fi foe fum…
What kind of person am I, always trying to reach up for the sky
Do I try and impress him or do I just turn around and fly
What kind of person is he? Always trying to get back at me
Am I so stupid that I can’t see the stalk for the beans?
The giant’s here, he’s right in front of me
I make myself clear, but he only laughs at me
Do I make a run for it or do I face my fear
The giant’s here; there’s no escaping him
He twists my ear, until I’m facing him
Best take what I can while his snores are all over the world.
It’s hard for someone to see, that he’s oh so much bigger than me
He flies me so high that the ground’s never under my feet
It’s hard for a person like me, who does nothing in life except please
Am I so stupid that I can’t see the world beyond his knees?
Fee fi foe fum…
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She will sleep for a hundred years; she will sleep for a thousand years
She will sleep for a million years; she dreams life away
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Or am I the dream?
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming now?
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Or am I the dream?
Will I dream for a million years?
La beauté du bois endormi
She will sleep for a hundred years; she will sleep for a thousand years
She will sleep for a million years; she dreams life away
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Or am I the dream?
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming now?
Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Am I dreaming? Or am I the dream?
Will I dream for a million years?
La beauté du bois endormi
She will sleep for a hundred years; she will sleep for a thousand years
She will sleep for a million years; she dreams life away
La beauté du bois endormi
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Gold is the light that looks back at me
It might as well be night when all I can see is me
Who would be king, just to be strangled by his crown?
Who’d sacrifice everything just so he can fool around?
I’m told it’s just a trick playing games with me
That no one is as quick to fall for it like the fool that’s me
Each blade of grass, and every single tree
Echoes my past, echoes her and me
I would love to fly free. I would love to be the bird that flies free
I hear that prey bird call from up in the sky
I look up but can only look back to my own reflected eye
Who would be king, just so he can have his way?
Who’d want everything, just so he can look at his reflection again and again?
I would love to fly free. I would love to be the bird that flies free
Cos I’m happy as a – I’m so happy as a – I don’t know what I’m happy as.
There is no trap for the prey bird that’s free
He who has wings will never look at his reflection again and again and again
I’d give the world to fly free, but I will never fly free
But I’m happy as a – I’m so happy as a – but I don’t know what I’m happy as.
I don’t know what happiness is.
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The Fool
06:42
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My name is Jack, and I’m a fool, and fools can be good to know
They give you the truth and dress it all up so insults will never show
If I should make some fun of you while you’re making fun of me
You won’t know what I’m doing cos you’re too fucking blind to see
If I should come to visit you, my job is to tell your fate
I’ve told kings of their destiny but they realise it all too late
Just cross me palm with silver and I’ll work it on your behalf
If you don’t see that it’s serious you can always sit back and laugh
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Ode to Great Uncle Bobo
05:56
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Life is different now, as Great Uncle Bobo knows
It’s all so uncool now, and in the Middleworld it shows
He told me in the lower realms, mortals took it way too far
When asked what made him think this way, he said, it’s just the way I are
Walking on woodland paths, through the darkness of the night
Walking as we always did, keeping our noses in sight
Gossip on woodland paths says we’re history today
Singing as he always did; this is all Bobo could say
Da de doodle daa, da de doodle dee...
Please, Great Uncle, teach me how I must spend my time
You tell me I might as well pick my teeth, cos humans ran out of time
He took me by the shoulders and said there’s nothing we can do
Except to sit up in the trees and call names like we do
Walking on woodland paths, through the darkness of the night
Walking as we always did, keeping our noses in sight
Gossip on woodland paths says we’re history today
Singing as he always did; this is all Bobo could say
Da de doodle daa, da de doodle dee...
So he said you can’t do anything unless you can raise the dead
Waking them’s just a waste of time, you might as well stay in bed.
He added that humans lost the plot a very long time ago
They won’t let you help them now cos there’s nothing they need to know
Walking on woodland paths, through the darkness of the night
Walking as we always did, keeping our noses in sight
Gossip on woodland paths says we’re history today
Singing as he always did; this is all Bobo could say
Da de doodle daa, da de doodle dee...
Bobo said be cool now. Bobo said stay cool now, cool now.
Bobo said be cool now. Bobo said stay cool now, cool now, cool now.
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Snow White's Guardian
05:06
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All I recall of the old life
In my mind, a most natural memory
Am I prepared for the new life
I hear you; oh yes I hear you
Snow White, remember
The way, the way
Snow White, remember
How to bring them all home; you’ve got to bring them all home
I often believed I was falling
The break in the cloud hailed the mechanical day
The earth was the source of my calling
So I hear you; oh yes I hear you
Snow White, remember
The way, the way
Snow White remember,
How to bring them all home; you’ve got to bring them all home
She is all across the landscape
She is native to the sky
From the western to the eastern shores
She’s clear in my eye
Don’t push her away
Snow White we’re with you
Don’t toss her aside
Please don’t let go
We are her children
Snow White we love you
Can’t leave her alone
Can’t leave her alone, can’t leave her alone
Chorus x 2
It’s a mechanical day
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A Song for Red
05:50
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She likes wandering in the forest to her grandma’s home
How she loves this sleepy forest, even though alone
Oh, she won’t be lonely one day
She will find a new friend one day
They say wolves and spirit creatures hide among the trees
They say wolves are just like leeches but that’s just a tease
Oh, she may just glimpse him one day
Ask him all her questions one day
Take care, he’s a big bad wolf; who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?
She likes moonbeams, snowflakes, roses, rainbows, jam and cream
She thinks when she stands in mushrooms she will find her dream
She thinks he is lonely all day
That’s why she has to find me one day
Take care, he’s a big bad wolf; who’s afraid of the big bad wolf?
So she wonders what I look like; how I spend my time
Do I stand in morning sunbeams; that pleasure is mine
Oh, I am so lonely all days; I will be her new friend one day
I’ve the kindest heart, a mind that’s big and smart
All the better to love her with
I’m warm like the sun, the moon and I are one
All the better to hug her with
I’ve the biggest smile, I do it all in style
All the better to worship her with
I’m the best she’ll find, a treasure warm and kind
All the better to kiss her with
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Rapping Elf
04:00
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Walk this way, I need a tasty treat, something savoury, something sweet
If you see me rubbing my hands with delight, it’s because I’ve been awake and hungry all night, good to meet ya, wanna eat ya.
Visit my den, just here in the wood, you’ll like my cooking it’ll make you feel good
Gravy’s good and ice cream’s nice, you might go well with potatoes and rice
Good to meet ya, wanna eat ya
Eating you will make me feel so good that I can float away until I fly up high into the stars
I’m no mean witch, just a little old elf, if I offer to eat you I’m in good health
We elves now and then need a bit of a bite, we elves have a ravenous appetite
Good to meet ya, wanna eat ya.
All the witches in all the world will never cook like we do
No one else in the whole wide world can do what elves need to do
All the humans in all the world, can never take just a bite
We’re alone in the whole wide world for elves are not impolite
Eating you will make me feel so good that I can float away until I fly up high into the stars
Good to meet ya, wanna eat ya
We all get hiccups if we eat too fast, a tasty meal never seems to last
I love you so much I will never eat slow, you taste too good you’ll be pleased to know
Good to meet ya, wanna eat ya.
Eating something nice transcends us to the stars
Echo the stars.
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His Cinderella
06:57
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Here they come, all her yesterdays
Marching by; they’re with her, come what may
Here she stays, on her own again
A queen for just a night
There’s a shoe on the stairs and it’s in his hand
He will wonder where she has flown to
There were stars in her eyes as they danced all night
Now he’s on his own again
There she runs, back to her other days
All her tears, go with her, come what may
There they are, both on their own again
He had a queen for just a night
Wonder and glamour will fill her eyes
Romance bowling her off her feet
Will he find her, it’s hard to know
He must keep on searching
Can she see him, he can’t see her
She’ll do nothing but run away
Will he find her, it’s hard to know
He must keep on searching
He must keep on searching; he must keep on searching
She is timeless to him, and he can’t get her out of his mind.
The shoe will find her for him, cos he can’t get her out of his mind.
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12. |
Elven Ball
04:53
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I’ll tell you of a place where woodland creatures spend their time
They gather for a folk dance when the solstice bells do chime
If you wish to witness them you’ll need to take a fall
Down below the oak is where you’ll see the elven ball
They come with gold and with silver, come with flowers in their hair
Bowing low, pacing the quadrille: it’s a grand affair
Some are tall, some are shorter, some are dark, some are fair
All you’ll hear is their chanting: the ball the ball the ball, the ball the ball the ball.
Here you’ll see the giants waltzing; they’ll be twice your size
There you’ll see a small djinn jigging, romance in her eyes
You will need to watch and listen, say nothing at all
Then you’ll be delivered of what is called the elven ball
You can bring honest intentions; you can have love in your eyes
But you won’t know what’s awaiting: the strangest spell of all
It will be so enchanting; you’ll find no means of escape
All you’ll hear is their chanting: the ball the ball the ball, the ball the ball the ball.
So please heed my warning; you must hear me when I say
Elven folk, they don’t take prisoners, you are there to stay
We bid goodbye to the old life just before we fall
I used to be a free soul till I joined the elven ball
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Patrick Jasper Lee Wales, UK
I am something of an activist with my music & literature. As an indigenous Rom Gypsy my cultural and artistic work explores the highs and lows of life/soul. I champion tribal origins, and the underdog in our modern times. I am tired of what this society tends to throw at us, especially innocent folk. I believe the awesome beauty of nature & the arts remains our only hope in this chaotic world. ... more
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