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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of OPHELIA album, In the Sunshine We Rode the Horses (Two Disc 2022)., The Brown Girl and Other Folk Songs, Bride of the Wintertide, In The Bleak Midwinter / God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, Lost in Seaburgh, The Arms of the Ash, Fields of Frost, and 6 more.
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A Warning to the Curious
02:23
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By Royal decree, coronets three
Where none can see, O coronets three.
Under the sand, guarding the land.
Leave us be!
On winter's nights, coronets three
Fierce cold it bites, O coronets three.
Our lustrous fine sheen, perceived yet not seen.
Leave us be!
Disturb not the ground, our sacred home.
O turn around! Don't come any further!
On he who'd wake coronets three,
Foul curses break. O coronets three.
Deep in the bone, following you home.
Never free!
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“This house it won’t last forever the cruellest trees are tearing the sway
Put out your mind the storm clouds that gather
The sand that we build on now ebbing away
Here they stand a voice unending Splintering the glass on the chain
I won’t lie if you don’t remember
Give me to drink and leave me to fly
Lay low your arms and I shall surrender to your control
I’ve been this way before, stayed close behind me
Prepare the day in your dreams, bewitched and beguiled again
Show me where the seasons are heading, whilst you bathe in Midsummer’s wine
The longest grass , holding the fragrance
Stored for you lover, when you’ll give me your thyme
We ran slowly in unison, chastened by the spark of the flame
Man doth grow bones ‘neath the hanging oak
That we may sleep whilst you are away.”
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Wild Strawberries
07:11
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As you walked along the lime, I had a dream of you
And of wild strawberries , the softest mist, the summer dew
And on the pebble bed, just where the redwing flew
I saw our future pass, with the last breath I drew
I took the path of moss and yew, drenched in its leafy cloak
The morning fire in our pursuit Shining through the spirit oak
And as the dream took hold, then came the honeyed view
That kiss as I depart with no need yet to bid adieu
When night time swarms around hear her footsteps cross the ground
The raging of the dawn, trees welcome to mourn
It’s here that we lay, branches unforesaken
Blossom now does fall, we heed the call, unchastened
This night we’re blind, we’re blind, we’re blind
As we reached the source, We took mid-winters clothes
This book had run its course How no-one could recall
How chaste the golden hour suspended in the core
A whisper past the lips absented natures call
See the lost season turn, I know who comes for me
And what I leave behind hidden ‘tween the roots of trees
My memories they are not mine, wild strawberries , elderflower wine
Placed just for the passing time, handed down to another life
When night time swarms around hear her footsteps ‘cross the ground
The raging of the dawn, trees welcome to mourn
Bodies unbound, the field greets the plough, for the season
You hid the crown, span silk for the gown of our making
This night we’re blind, we’re blind, we’re blind.
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The Ash Tree
04:23
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A man could lose his breath in here,
Suffer untimely death in here!
No man could stand being thus deprived
Of the bright air of morning that giveth us life!
What man would plant an ash tree there?
Makes dusk of light, makes loam of air.
Bereft of all rest, I watch, wide-awake,
As through the body of Woman, a Hare taketh shape.
My eyes have seen this sight, my eyes have seen this sight, my eyes!
But I would that they did not, would that they did not,
O if sleep would only come!
No man could bear fair woman's gaze.
The babbling crowd, her eyes ablaze
Then her eyes meet mine, ice chills my blood.
Soon the earth will know nothing of where she once stood.
"There'll be visitors soon at the hall.”
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The Arms of the Ash
04:13
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We’re all alone ‘neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Heads held high ‘neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Never shalt die ‘neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Return as we will to the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Forever to swing ‘neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
No one is free in the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
All you can see is the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Return as we will to the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
For the ash tree calls you here
Nothing can grow here curs-ed be the land
The seeds that carry fear broadcast by the man
Gather up your lanterns to burn this evil down
We’ll never be free whilst its roots are in the ground
All for the re-ei-eign of the Ash tree
(Oh the ash tree)
Hang-ed we’ll be midst the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Was ever to be with the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Cut them all down from the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Return as we will to the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Lost be their souls ‘neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Curs-ed you be by the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Nothing we’ll sow neath the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Returned to the soil be the arms of the ash (Oh the ash tree)
Nothing can grow here curs-ed be the land
The seeds that carry fear broadcast by the man
Gather up your lanterns to burn this evil down
We’ll never be free whilst its roots are in the ground
All for the re-ei-ei-ei-ei- ei ei-gn of the Ash tree
(The Ash tree) (Oh the Ash Tree)
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O whistle and I'll come to you
O whistle and I'll come to you
From out of the dark of your bloated imagination,
Whistle and I'll come to you.
O listen for a most unearthly crackle
O listen for an unseemly sound.
At night over you I will watch and I'll hover, I'll hover,
O whistle and I'll come to you.
O whistle and I'll come to you
O whistle and I'll come to you
Though you may not see me or hear me Sir, you'll feel me
Feel me all around
Feel me all around
Feel me all around you.
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Ghosts Set Free
02:55
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Long Lost Hearts
03:43
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Long lost hearts Always roam
To see the light of the Harvest Home
Long lost hearts Fear no pain
Fear of fear returns again.
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Oh! Oh! Antonio!
02:59
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Oh! Oh! Antonio! He's gone away
Left me alonio All on my ownio
I'd like to meet him with his new sweetheart
Then up shall go Antonio and his ice cream cart.
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Angeline Morrison and The Ambassadors of Sorrow
"Bewitching and otherworldly... Morrison's voice is eerily confiding, strangely present, insistent even at its quietest"
Folk Radio UK.
Believing in the beauty of sad songs, weaving folk, soul and beat sounds of the '60s into a tapestry of the human heart. Homespun sounds that reside in a nostalgic universe.
"Dark, unsettling folk that verges on the hymnal" BBC Introducing.
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I literally cannot get over the ingenious brilliance of this artist. Intricate instrumentation and the voice of a 19th century medium in tight midnight-black taffeta...
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Beautiful folk music in the widest sense of the word - full of space and light, with a voice so pure it stops you in your tracks.
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Takes you off on a journey, a journey filled with warm memories. personally it reminds me of being at primary school on the late 70's, musical whispers from songs that you can't explain why it fills you with joy.
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