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SUN: Sunrise
03:37
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SUN: Song of the Sun
05:23
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Song of the Sun:
Oh little seed
Oh dying root
Oh tender leaves
Oh silver shoot
Lift your head, my darling one,
You were not built to die.
I’ll melt the frost enclosing you,
alive with open eyes.
I won’t break you,
I won’t burn you,
And I know that you are tired.
I’ll open your mouth so that you can drink,
so that you can sing again.
I’ll open your mouth so you can sing again,
so you can sing again with me:
We are standing in the sun,
And there is nothing light can’t touch!
I am alive!
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There is home in your hands.
Wandering is still
Being still, being home.
Movement is lighter here
For I need carry nothing,
For with you there is no projection.
You see what no one sees,
Painting me with colours
I never knew I was.
I can see by the light
That shines from your eyes
On the path that was hidden.
Your silence is full.
I share in your stillness.
We speak with eyes, with hands,
With then and with now.
Your hands hold home.
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What is there left to say?
We’ve said it all before.
Where is there left to stand,
except for where we are?
There’s no other place I’d rather be
Than here with you.
Oh there are safer places, yes,
But I don’t want to be safe.
You say I should be somewhere else,
In arms stronger than these,
But I’m remembering a time
When they were not so weak.
Can I wait for those days
To return to me?
If you ask me to stay,
I’m not going anywhere.
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SUN: Singing and Singing
07:21
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Who are we?
Those who are left,
are left alone.
Are we still real
When there is no one to see?
You don’t seem to see all of me,
Only what is dark.
Why must I become the rose
That only shows its thorns?
Pruning back what I thought,
I thought was growth.
Fragile branch, fragile hands,
my hands…
Hands that held,
Mouths that spoke,
Close.
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I don’t know why
You would turn now,
You would turn away
From what we’ve built.
What was meant to be a shelter,
Now is just a wall.
What we once held sacred in our eyes,
Now is what divides us,
What defines our separate lives.
Seeds we planted,
Watered, tended,
Try to bloom in dark.
Desert flowers fully bloom
Though no man sees.
I am not held,
I am tied to your eyes.
I can be even when you don’t see.
I can be even when you don’t see,
Singing and singing and singing.
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SUN: I Am in the Garden
07:40
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As the sun hangs still in the sky
So you can rest with me.
I'll turn the very earth to see you,
To see your beauty.
I have taken your walls down,
Still you hide from me.
Oh I am in the Garden,
Come and find me,
I want to be found.
Oh I am in the Garden,
I'm not hiding,
But I want to be found.
The light on the leaves of the tree
Is like your gentleness to me,
Soft and bright,
Heavy and light,
Tangible mystery.
You have taken my walls down,
But I’m afraid to be seen.
Oh I am in the garden,
Come and find me,
I want to be found.
Oh I am in the garden,
I’ve been hiding,
But I want to be found.
Turn your face, my little sunflower,
Turn your face to me.
Come and sit beneath our tree.
Come and sing with me.
Sing with me.
Oh I am in the garden, come find me, I want to be found.
I am in the garden, come find me, I want to be found.
Every word that you whisper,
I'll sing back to you.
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SUN: Chicago Pier
06:27
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I painted pictures of us,
In shadows, on pains of glass.
Your words were gentle stones.
I feel this shatter around me,
Buildings of a deserted city,
Falling away.
Maybe this will come back to me.
Maybe this will be given back to me.
The city will have new walls.
The shadows will have names
And shimmer into shape.
Maybe this will be given back to me,
Come back to me.
All my hope is who you are
Not how you answer what we are.
All my hope is who you are,
not how you answer.
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SUN: Morning Birds
01:59
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Morning birds sing to wake us from what should we should not dream.
Morning birds sing to us words we spoke in dark, in sleep.
Morning birds, sing again, when he returns to me.
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If I have only seen night,
Can I imagine the day?
If the moon is more real than my lamp,
Then how much more shall be the sun?
If what I knew were shadows,
Reflection within reflection,
Then I am lamp and moon and sun,
Waiting for what is real.
I will abandon my cave
And trade dancing shadows for light.
For this, I will spend myself,
And if I burn, I’ll burn.
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O lux beata Trinitas,
et principalis Unitas,
iam sol recedit igneus,
infunde lumen cordibus.
O Trinity, blessed light
And principal Unity,
Now as the fiery sun sets,
Pour thy light into our hearts.
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Ora pro nobis, Sancta Caecilia. (Pray for us, St Cecilia.)
We shall make music,
and with our song
we shall paint
what we cannot see.
We shall sing
the truth no man can speak.
To know the Unknowable Love
To speak the Unspeakable Name
We shall make music
and like St Cecilia,
who chose to die
with song on her lips
and heard voices yet unheard,
we call heaven and its light
to retune our strings
to bring beauty to our dissonance.
We shall speak the Unspeakable Name.
We shall resonate together,
feeling spirit vibrate in our bones,
feeling ourselves resonate
with higher planes
reaching beyond what's heard,
hearing it sung back to us.
We shall speak the Unspeakable Name.
Deep calls to Deep:
Come!
Come to us!
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MOON: As the Night
08:17
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MOON: Sanctus
04:33
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Sanctus, sanctus, sanctus
Dominus deus sabaoth
Pleni sunt coeli et terra gloria tua
Hosanna in excelsis deo
Holy, holy, holy
Lord God of hosts
Heaven and earth are full of Your glory
Glory to God in the highest
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Timbre Nashville
Nashville based harpist/songwriter Timbre has been enchanting audiences across the world with her unique harp-based folk rock. Though featured playing harp with bands/artists such as Jack White, Ricky Skaggs, mewithoutYou, and the Chariot, her solo music is even more breathtaking. Her ensemble of musicians bring complete stillness to crowded bars and festivals, silencing audiences of thousands. ... more
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