1. |
Survive and Thrive
02:03
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Sisters and wives
The human hive
Will always strive to survive
We’ll sharpen those knives
Make those plants thrive
Keep song alive and survive
Survive, survive
Survive, survive
Survive and thrive
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2. |
The Huntress
03:30
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I don’t lead no sedentary lifestyle
And I haven’t for quite some time
‘Cause I saw this thing comin’ like a cat through the wild
And I put my bowie knife to the grind
Been sharpening survival skills
Know how to live, know how to kill
I work my body, keep it fit
I’m careful what I put in it
Sure I’ve succumbed a night or two
To homegrown smoke or homemade brew
Won’t let it get the best of me
No, I like my mind and senses keen
I don’t lead no sedentary lifestyle
And I haven’t for quite some time
‘Cause I saw this thing comin’ like a cat through the wild
And I put my bowie knife to the grind
The warning signs were clear to me
It really was quite plain to see
The Earth was done, fed up with us
We far outlived our usefulness
So farewell to the unprepared
Unfortunates who poorly faired
No matter if you’re meek or mean
All bets are off, the slate’s wiped clean
And had anyone believed me asked me what to do
They just might still be here too
I’d say get outta the city find a place that you
Can wait out the worst of what this world will do
You’re better off alone you can’t trust no one
When people get close it’s always best to run
If you travel in packs all it takes is one
Who’s greedy weak or careless then you all are done
And wouldn’t it be nice
If I could heed my own advice but
I don’t need no solitary lifestyle
Been solo for far too long
I can see myself dyin’ all alone in the wild
Guess I’d rather be missed when I’m gone
I’m sick of my own company
Want someone else to talk to me
I long to see a human face
See what’s become of my own race
Without laws or legislature
There’s only desperate human nature
So goodbye safety hello danger
Hello last surviving strangers
I don’t need no solitary lifestyle
Been solo for far too long
I could use a friend with whom to brave the wilds
Share a meal and maybe join in a song
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3. |
Beyond the End of Time
03:01
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I heard your voice ring out
Though this abandoned place
I knew you were the one for me
Before I saw your face
I wanna be your woman
Maybe you can be mine
I’d like to say I’ll love you
Until the end of time but
The clocks and calendars were lost
There’s no one counting now
But you can count on me
On that you have my vow
I’ll grow and gather what we need
You can hunt and protect
Might take forever to rebuild
But I like a good project
I wanna be your woman
Maybe you can be mine
I’d like to say I’ll love you
Until the end of time but
The clocks and calendars were lost
There’s no one counting now
But you can count on me
On that you have my vow
Our instruments would not have joined
Without this cataclysm
But now that you have my support
Take the lead and I’ll take rhythm
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4. |
Cutthroats and Thieves
03:01
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I sing my songs and bide my time
Making up some stupid rhymes
And next time you are drunk on wine
I’ll toss you in the salty brine
We roll on the waves and you take what you see
You and your crew of cutthroats and thieves
You shouldn’t have taken my lover and me
‘Cause soon you’ll be dead, and we will be free
I sing my songs and bide my time
Watching as you chew a lime
I hope you choke upon the rind
And speechless, die a helpless mime
We roll on the waves and you take what you see
You and your crew of cutthroats and thieves
You shouldn’t have taken my lover and me
‘Cause soon you’ll be dead, and we will be free
I sing my songs and bide my time
Plot your just, deserved demise
As clouds descend, I know it’s time
To make you pay for all your crimes
In this black, torrential squall
Your drunken men won’t hear your call
I seize a spar and take a stance
You draw your blade, so starts our dance
We roll on the waves and you take what you see
You and your crew of cutthroats and thieves
You shouldn’t have taken my lover and me
‘Cause soon you’ll be dead, and we will be free
We roll on the waves and you take what you see
You and your crew of cutthroats and thieves
You shouldn’t have taken my lover and me...
‘Cause now you reside in the depths of the sea
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6. |
Stormy Seas
02:49
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7. |
My Baby and Me
03:04
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My baby and me we were lost at sea
We were pulled apart by the tug of the tide
Well it broke my heart and I nearly died
Didn’t know what to do
Without you
Washed up on a foreign shore
Just another piece of the flotsam
Rooted through the wreckage for you
Never been so scared and lonesome
A knife and pan and pot, The Captain’s pipe and flint
Some rope, and a barrel of rum
Even found my old ukulele, but
I’d give it all up to have you beside me, Hun
My baby and me we were lost at sea
We were pulled apart by the tug of the tide
Well it broke my heart and I nearly died
Didn’t know what to do
Without you
Waited my whole life for a love like ours
And when I found you you were snatched away
I’m afraid to wander too far
If you’re still adrift you just might wash up in this bay
I do my best to distract myself
And keep the fire burning day and night
I pray you’ll see the curls of purple smoke
Or catch the flicker of the firelight
My baby and me we were lost at sea
We were pulled apart by the tug of the tide
Well it broke my heart and I nearly died
Didn’t know what to do
Without you
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8. |
Broken Bird Mended
02:34
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Waiting for me ‘neath a splintered tree
You succumb to the warmth of my hand
I will carefully mend until once again you
Can favor the air over land
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9. |
Dark Haired Girls
02:56
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Dark haired girls with big brown eyes
Can’t help but make me think of my dear sister
How I miss her
I close my eyes and see your smile
My memories are carefully filed
You were mine, I’m ever yours
No matter if we’re never more
Dark haired girls with big brown eyes
Can’t help but make me think of my dear sister
How I miss her
Everything we ever love
We one day lose, and there’s the rub
Nothing on this Earth will last
It all fades to the distant past
Fresh beginnings never cease
And help to keep my heart at ease
I see a hint of your old smile
In the face of some new child
Dark haired girls with big brown eyes
Can’t help but make me think of my dear sister
How I miss her
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10. |
Midnight Meander
04:15
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11. |
The Gardener
03:14
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Well I’m no stranger to the way that a hydrangea grows
And I love the foxglove, the daisy, and the rose
Astromaria, and marigold, and goldenseal
Valerian, and lavender, and other herbs that heal
Arugula, asparagus, artichokes, heirloom tomatoes
And tubers are a favorite, carrots, turnips, beets, potatoes
My thumbs have always been a lovely shade of chartreuse
And I’ve never had a hobby have quite so much use
As gardening
So stop your worrying
‘Cause I’ve been gathering
And I’ve been carrying
A few of every seed
To grow the things we need
Plants of every creed
From vine to tree and even weed
We’ve got to make things better ‘cause they never have been worse
So we’ll plant ourselves a garden even if it’s small at first
With care and cultivation and time and sun and rain
One day we’ll have an orchard and golden fields of grain
So let’s work the earth before us, stick our fingers in the ground
I’ll teach you how to garden as we make a joyous sound
‘Cause my thumbs have always been a lovely shade of chartreuse
And I’ve never had a talent have quite so much use
As gardening
So stop your worrying
‘Cause I’ve been gathering
And I’ve been carrying
A few of every seed
To grow the things we need
Plants of every creed
From vine to tree and even weed
Seeds, beans, and peas in pods and sheaths
Lift the soil with my hands and lay them underneath
Tubers, and corms, and bulbs, and rhizomes
I plant them in the earth where I make my home
Seed becomes sprout becomes bud becomes bloom
They reach for the sun and sleep under the moon
Plants to eat, plants to smoke, plants to simply admire
They grow day by day getting higher and higher
We will bask in the glory of our flower garden
And cast off whatever fears we ever had of starving
We will dance through the harvest of what we have grown
Our voices will rise as we reap what we’ve sown
We will save all the seeds of our every crop
And carry them on so the growth never stops
My thumbs have always been a glorious golden green
Now the garden is grown you can see what I mean
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12. |
The Gardener Coda
00:51
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Through leaps and through dives
We'll struggle and strive
We will survive
We will thrive
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14. |
No Quarter (Bonus Track)
04:00
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What use is a quarter
Now the world’s devoid of borders
And currency is currently replaced by trade and barter
What use is a
What use is a quarter
In this start from scratch world order
Where currency is currently replaced by trade and barter
What use is a
What use is a quarter
If you’re not some nostalgic hoarder
'Cause currency is currently replaced by trade and barter
What use is a
Back in the day, you’d spend a quarter
Washing laundry or on pinball
Back in the day, you’d spend a quarter
On a jukebox or a phone call
Back in the day, you’d spend a quarter
At the grocery or the strip mall
On a peep show or a gum ball
What use is a quarter
Now the world’s devoid of borders
And currency is currently replaced by trade and barter
What use is a
What use is a quarter
The coin’s become a martyr
Farewell to the face of our once founding father
What use is a
What use is a quarter
Now the world’s devoid of borders
And currency is currently replaced by trade and barter
What use is a
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The Sweet Trade San Francisco, California
The Sweet Trade, comprised of frontperson Llano Blue on vocals and ukulele, and producer Sean Malroy on violin and everything else, have been carving out a niche for themselves performing throughout the Bay Area's queer and alternative scenes since 2009. Their two full length albums are brimming with rich arrangements and unusual song structures, literate lyrics and lush instrumentals. ... more
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