Morning Glory Choir

Concert Practice Tracks 

The Earth Opened in the Spring

 

A round for spring set to part of the poem "Rising" by Wendell Berry. Composer unknown.

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The earth opened in the spring, opens in all springs

Nameless, ancient, many-lived we reach

Through the ages with the seed.

Red Cave

Yeasayer

I went out past the willow and the well,

caught my breath upon the hill at the edge of the domain.

And I went down and further, and when I got up, I'm at the Red Cave,

And without sound as if I had been put under a spell,

she led me to her abode, despite a winter's day.

Mary's house in the hollow of the white hazel rapid whirpool

and the Church of Hurricane.

I'm so blessed to have spent the time with my family and the friends I love in this short life I have met so many people that I deeply care for.

Nettles

 

In the spring the nettles return, gifting love and fiery burn.

In the spring the nettles return, strong medicine to help us learn

Spring sting, pay attention, spring sting, slow down.

Little Bird

Travis Puntarelli

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Little bird, little bird, little bird calling x3

Where'm'I gonna lay my head? 

In the pine, in the pine, in the pine, soft pine x3

Where'm'I gonna lay my head? 

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Underneath the pine tree, you can lie here with me. Where'm'I gonna lay my head? 

Hot Knife

Fiona Apple

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1. If I'm butter if I'm butter, if I'm butter than he's a hot knife, 

He makes my heart a cinema scope screen showing a dancing bird of paradise.

2. I'm a hot knife, I'm a hot knife. I'm a hot knife, he's a pad of butter.

When I get a chance I'm gonna show him that he's never gonna need another never need another. 

3. You can, you can, you can relax around me. 

Chorus: He excites me, must be like the genesis of rhythm. I get feisty, whenever I'm with him.

Only in Silence

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Only in silence the word, only in dark the light

Only in dying life, bright the hawk's flight on the empty sky

Mother Gone to Glory

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I've got a mother gone to glory, I've got a mother gone to glory, look away over yonder on the golden shore.

Away up in heaven, away up in heaven.

I've got a mother gone to glory, look away over yonder on the golden shore. 

Willow Bend

 

Willow bend, willow grow.

Never end, always know.

Jump up and live again,

You are which never ends.

Sztoj pa Moru

A Belarusian Folk Song

Shto ee pa moru, Shto ee pa moru

Shto ee pa moru, moru siniamu

Shto ee pa moru, moru siniamu

 

Tam plavala, Tam plavala

Tam plavala stada bielikh liebiadzay

Tam plavala stada bielikh liebiadzay

 

Sa malimy, Sa malimy

Sa malimy lebiadziatami

Sa malimy lebiadziatami

We Shall Be Known

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We shall be known by the company we keep, by the ones who circle round to tend these fires.

We shall be known by the ones who sow and reap the seeds of change alive from deep within the earth.

It is time now, it is time now that we thrive, it is time to lead ourselves into the well. It is time now and what a time to be alive, in this great turning we shall learn to lead in love,

In this great turning we shall learn to lead in love.