1. |
The Road to Cherokee
04:17
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I had a wife, I had a home
Looking over the barren hills
I made my money on the road
For the postal company
Winter mornings, I'd pass the church
And the abandoned textile mill
All along the winding paths
Down the road to Cherokee
On and on
The moon hushed the rattling leaves
On and on
Down the road to Cherokee
I met a girl with eyes that stared
Beyond the these empty stills
I took her dancing on the crust
Of the frozen Diamond Lake
My hands were hard, but my knees were weak
And bended was my will
Carving endless patterns
Were the only sins we'd make
On and on
Her ghost kept stalking me
On and on
Down the road to Cherokee
On and on and on and on
On and on, the road goes on
Last night I saw her silhouette
Tangled in the mist
And thousand circles drawn in
The petrified sea
I had a wife, I had a home
And a weight upon my chest
All along the winding paths
Down the road to Cherokee
On and on
Her ghost kept stalking me
On and on
Down the road to Cherokee
On and on
Across the Laramie
On and on
Down the road to Cherokee
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2. |
When the Day Is Done
03:38
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You’ve been running ‘round in circles
You’ve been chasing your tail
In this wicked world of wonders
You can try, but you cannot fail
You’re a miner in the goldrush
You’re a pawn in their games
When the king has surrendered
Everything remains the same
When the day is done and the shadows steal the light
And the gray surrenders to the blue
When the game is won you’ll see the vultures of the night
Drawing patterns in the sky above you
Above you
You can whistle melodies
From the life you knew before
As the days turn into years
You won’t know them anymore
And the road goes on and on
To a place you’ll never find
Nothing’s standing in you way
Nothing’s creeping up behind
When the day is done and the shadows steal the light
And the gray surrenders to the blue
When the game is won you’ll see the vultures of the night
Drawing patterns in the sky above you
Above you, you
Above you, you, you
It’s a horse stuck in the middle
Of a merry-go-round
It’s a circus on the highway
That never came to town
When the day is done and the shadows steal the light
And the gray surrenders to the blue
When the game is won you’ll see the vultures of the night
Drawing patterns in the sky above you
Above you, you
Above you, you, you
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3. |
Slowly, Slowly
03:28
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I've always wondered from the start
How two pieces could drift apart
What once was whole and meant to be
Could end up just a memory
And now we're slowly, slowly
Slowly, slowly drifting away
You were the sea, I was the moon
Placing my image inside you
But the softest ripple made
This reflection break and fade
So now we're slowly, slowly
Slowly, slowly drifting away
Yeah, we’re slowly, slowly
Slowly, slowly drifting away
We tried to hold on to our dream
And held our breaths to still the stream
To break the rules and find a way
To bring this picture back to stay
And now we're slowly, slowly
Slowly, slowly drifting away
We may only be
Just as only as
The stars set out in the sky
That seem so close, but they're
They’re only, only
Slowly, slowly
Drifting away
I've always wondered from the start
How two pieces could drift apart
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4. |
I'll Move On
03:20
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When I was barely thirteen
I got lost in the green woods
Beech and pine above me
Me feet on the tangled roots
Through passages of stems
The dying rays of sun
So I moved on
I moved on
The night was getting closer
And I could barely see my feet
Moving slowly forward
With my heart skipping beats
And there, beneath the starlight
I knew I was on the run
So I moved on
I moved on
Yeah, I moved on
I moved on
I moved on, out of touch, out of reach
Out of sight and into peace
Tomorrow I will wake
In my sleeping lovers bed
Touch her on the cheek
And without a word being said
Out in the woodlands
And into the breaking dawn
I'll move on
I'll move on
I'll move on
I'll move on
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5. |
When the King Returns
03:54
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6. |
Mary
06:16
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7. |
Passing Through
03:32
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8. |
In the Wink of An Eye
03:49
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Barrow Aarhus, Denmark
Multi-instrumentalist, singer and producer Mikkel Bøggild is behind Barrow, a pure and honest analog project, recorded on tape and released on vinyl. Mikkel is also a touring member of Deer Bear as well as producer and mixer of their recent releases.
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