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-Woven Hand : Blush Music-

David Eugene Edwards: vocals, banjola, mandolin, guitar

Guest musicians:
Ordy Garrison: drums on "White Bird" and "Another White Bird"
Daniel McMahon: piano on "Animalitos (Ain't No Sunshine)"




01. Cripplegate (Standing On Glass) (4:30)
02. Animalitos (Ain't No Sunshine) (14:21)
03. White Bird (4:59)
04. Snake Bite (7:33)
05. My Russia (Standing On Hands) (6:47)
06. The Way (1:37)
07. Aeolian Harp (Under The World) (5:46)
08. Your Russia (Without Hands) (7:03)
09. Another White Bird (7:49)
10. Story And Pictures (6:43)




Cripplegate (Standing On Glass)

Cripplegate. Click for bigger picture

shake sleep
wool and glass
hung on nails
here and there
wails the wall I pass
in you alone
in you alone
there is no harm
in you alone

your sound
in a picture frame
your burlap silken scarf
right hand stares down the left
I wish to know nothing here
save the blood of the cross
in you alone
in you alone
there is no harm
in you alone



Animalitos (Ain't No Sunshine) Go up

it's always cold when she's away
ain't no sunshine when she's gone
she's always gone too long
any time she goes away

ain't no sunshine when she's gone
in this house just ain't my home
any time she goes away

I know
yeah, I know
I know
I will leave your things alone
there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
ain't no sunshine when she's gone
only darkness every day

ain't no sunshine when she's gone
in this house just ain't my home
any time she goes away
any time she goes away

I wonder this time where she's gone
I wonder if she's gone to stay

I leave your things alone
but there ain't no sunshine when she's gone
I leave your things alone
but there ain't no sunshine when she's gone

ain't no sunshine when she's gone

any time she goes away
any time she goes away
any time she goes away



White Bird Go up

White Bird. Click for bigger picture

these thoughts of you
they are a gift
the smell of you
on the winds due shift
behind a chosen curtain
I'm set adrift
the talk of you still on my lips

you come from
another place in my chest
golden brown and wooden burled
till we have faces in this world
an if I hear an do not do
how can I look after you

every white bird
at the top of your voice
this days tear
watch me run
she never grows
faint in the try
distant and blurred to my swing eye

these thoughts of you
are the dreams that I have missed
the touch of you I hear
I hear
o yes and so are you
in an always way
bound wovenhand
to stay

every white bird
at the top of your voice
this days tear
watch me run
she never grows
faint in the try
distant and blurred to my swing eye



Snake Bite Go up

Instrumental



My Russia (Standing On Hands) Go up

the morning comes
cold and bright as I need it
the morning comes

no one asked any questions
for fear that I might answer

cold and bright as I need it
the morning comes

hide me in your hand
with the mother of my children
the morning comes
where the land sinks deep in it's color
bless the ground where we kneel
safe in your woven creel
cold and bright as I need it
the morning comes
you speak as no other

the morning comes
I've not yet closed my eyes
cold and bright as I need it
the sun does rise

these were my thoughts as I
passed neath your window
I saw you through stained glass
with only one eye

for I am everything
I am everything
I am everything that he is not



The WayGo up

Instrumental


Aeolian Harp (Under The World) Go up

Aeolian Harp. Click for bigger picture

now is the end of the gentile
pluck aeolian harp my child
beyond the lust of this moment
thin as a pine slat
it does no good to call you mine

you're a big brown bull
button up and button down
now grim pilgrim
he come around
as he did he will roll
drivin like there aint no god at all

he digs his hole

do you see the day far on
brothers it is a line
there is no buffalo outside rifle child
it is more than hunger
that betrays my heart



Your Russia (Without Hands) Go up

medicine tounge and a heavy hand
together made a fist
they put me down and I do not rise
and now as an old child
I'll hand it down
I'll hand it down
then I blow around
see me blow around
just like dirty paper

medicine tounge and a heavy hand
together made a list
row on row
of cold and hardened hearts that wish
my weeds and flowers
would together both grow wild
from a distance
from a distance
they come up close to smile

medicine tounge and a heavy hand
together made a fist
they put me down and I do not rise
and now as an old child

far be it from me to take care
take care the words you say
in heart on new's day

by word of mouth
all young men do stagger
and all come to shambles by heart
saw your eyes wide and flashing
setting the woods on fire
breathing heavy dirt
beneath the skin of a liar
did I cross your heart
behind my back just then
I must push on hard
in prayer and take it by force
though you've said it
you say it better
with more conviction than I

medicine tounge and a heavy hand
together made a list
row on row
of cold and hardened hearts that wish
my weeds and flowers
would together both grow wild
from a distance
from a distance
they come up close to smile




Another White Bird Go up

Instrumental



Story And Pictures Go up

shook out my salvation
in all four corners of my room
lowly is the dust
trustworthy the broom

white lady
growlin on a chain
peacock caw the sound of my lover's name
the tone was pure and played on gut
from your birdhouse aflame

your fire burns for me
red as grace
the blush came easily to your face
your fire burns for me
red as grace
and she says that none would have her

as a boy I too drew near
to the love of dust
toughskin blue light cowboy
idle hands they rust

your fire burns for me
red as grace
the blush came easily to your face
your fire burns for me
red as grace
and she says that none would have her

let us allow the character to build
wise as serpents and harmless as doves
let's allow the emptiness to fill
rich mercy and brotherly love

your fire burns for me
red as grace
the blush came easily to your face
your fire burns for me
red as grace
and she says that none would have her




Lyrics by David Eugene Edwards, Music by David Eugene Edwards except "Ain't no Sunshine": lyrics and music by Bill Withers.


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