1. |
What You're In For
04:13
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When you stitch my shoulder up
When it's underneath me
When you bring me back to earth
When you brush my freezing cheek
You don't know what you're in for
When I spill my guts out
When it's at your feed
Do you read my name?
Do you know the secrets I keep?
You don't know what you're in for
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2. |
If I Was A River
03:23
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I’ve got a bucket in my hands but the river’s run dry
I’ve got a bucket in my hands but the river’s run dry
I’ve walked the miles I’ve travelled this land
I’ve walked many miles oh to get where I am
I’ve walked many miles oh to get where I am
And if I was a river would I ever run dry
Or would I drink the rain and the mountain snow
Fall in love with every sky, oh fall in love with every sky
Trying to listen to the trees but the wind won’t blow
Trying to listen to the trees but the wind won’t blow
Oh I’ve lain to rest beneath the oak and pine
Beneath the branches like fingers intertwined
Beneath the branches like fingers intertwined
And If I was a tall tree would I ever blow wild
Or would I dig my roots in this solid ground
And just settle for a while, oh settle for a while
If I wait long enough will the mountains move
If I wait long enough will the mountains move
I’ve got a lot to give oh and little to lose
And I’ve travelled this far just for something to prove
Oh I’ve travelled this far just for something to prove
And if I was a mountain would I tumble and fall
Or would I hold the earth like it once held me
When I was nothing at all, when we were nothing at all
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3. |
For You
02:33
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It's hard for me to say this without letting myself go
It's harder for me to feel it but I wanted you to know
My heart is beating quickly, I'm surprised it doesn't show
Through my chest, but it beats for you
I know I've never told you but I think I have to try
Whenever you are near me it's like my heart doubles in size
And I know that that sounds crazy but when I'm looking in your eyes
My heart just grows, and I can't slow it down
And I can't help but wonder what it's like to feel your skin
But right now you feel so far away
And I can't help but hope that one day you will let me in
Oh you'll let me in
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4. |
I Don't Know
03:24
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Oh, well I don't know why I could never cry
But I know that it comes slow
And it only lasts for a little while
And I don't know how to smile right
So I'm just gonna fold up
And hang tight
I'm gonna hold on tight
And I don't know why I sing soft and shy
But the words just seems so old
And my voice doesn't go that high
But I'm gonna hold on tight
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5. |
You Go Down Smooth
03:16
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6. |
One World
05:40
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Into the sky of this one world
Into the sky of this one world
I am tumbling, tumbling, tumbling home
I am tumbling, tumbling home
This morning I watched the birds taking flight
This morning I watched the birds taking flight
Over the water, into the light
Over the water, into the light
For a little while I was myself
For a little while I was part of everything else
Into the sky of this one world
Into the sky of this one world
I am wandering, wandering, wandering the wildest road
I am wandering the wildest road
This morning I watched the moon taking flight
This morning I watched the moon taking flight
Over the mountain, through the sunrise
Over the mountain, through the sunrise
For a little while I was myself
For a little while I was part of everything else
I am tumbling...
Over the water...
Into the sky of this...
One world
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7. |
Virginia Foothills
02:46
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I am from a land where the mountains touch the sky
Where fields and trees and rivers stretch for miles and miles
Where each and every star is seen on a cloudless night
A land where the mountains touch the sky
Often in the spring I sit beside the setting sun
As birds take flight I wonder what it'd be like to become
A bird soaring high, she and the sky becoming one
Flying high beside the setting sun
We've got nothing else to do but drive
Through rolling hills under an open sky
We will drive towards purple mountains
Oh we'll drive
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8. |
Under the Apple Tree
03:16
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9. |
Dandelions
02:20
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Dandelions bring
Texture to the ceiling
Dropping snow on my closed eyes
We just take it slow
Roots grow from our elbows
Tie us to these old wood floors
Oh we breathe
Light in deeply
Then it falls back out our wide mouths
We don't want to go
Anywhere our leaves don't
Don't you let me blow away
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10. |
On Our Way
03:19
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I wanna drive that crooked road
Coast to coast and high to low
In your arms through mountain snow
And I know we're on our way home
I wanna follow dragonflies
As they dance across fire-red skies
In your arms through forest pines
And I know we're on our way home
I wanna run through wild flowers
Kiss your lips in stormy showers
In your arms, love, the stars are ours
And I know we're on our way home
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The Morning Moon Poughkeepsie, New York
The Morning Moon is an acoustic folk trio based in Poughkeepsie, NY. Members Claire Furtwangler, Max Eliot, and Lily Moriarty each bring a unique songwriting and musical style to the group, and their self-titled debut album utilizes a variety of instruments, undeniably catchy melodies, and delicate three-part harmonies to create a fresh sound in the folk music genre. ... more
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