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letters from the sun

by leo crandall

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In the dim afternoon all alone in the Devereaux. In the mighty air hung a tune that stuck his soul When he was layin’ low in the Devereaux. All the lovers held each other, so uninspired He made himself into a pen of iron. Your woe and care (Lily, I swear by the palms of my hands) All that you carry I’ll take for just one glance A cotton dress and a rosary of hammered tin you came shining in. You gave yourself in the Devereaux to the violin. You held the men against your skin. You were lit just like a pearl and you were lost and blessed When you became our Lily of the West. Chorus The fluttered sky is a vellum page its grounded spine is bound in thread The faintest star is a fiery word overhead Like heaven’s book you remain unread. You were the martyr to his monk inside the Devereaux I was shoveling water down below Chorus and solo Lily let the ruby ink locked within, let it from your grace. With your fingertip softly touch, deftly trace Write “Devereaux” upon my face. Baby give a pearl to me for all that I’ve used up Since Lily put the Devil in my cup Your woe and care (Lily I swear by the palms of my hands) All that you carry I’ll take for just your glance I’m yours for just one glance, I’ll serve for just one glance
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On the median we walked all night The moon was our drum Lightning bugs of August rose We found them in our hands We crushed them with our thumbs You came to me a foolish fire, Sweet and so insane. We tore the bark right off of the pine Nothing in this world Will ever be the same All the dark in Joan of Arc Fell down from above All the dark in Joan of Arc Sang out like a dove But could not retrieve our love Last night I dreamed of a happy shore But today is today. Last night I dreamed that you still lived Nothing in this world Will ever be the same
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Crucify those dogs out on the plain Anything it takes to make it rain One by one It must be done To the final deed, The last dispatch In the setting sun. Crucify those dogs out on the plain This is not a place where we should be Where all things are settled wittingly Step by step Out to the edge It must be walked There’s just one thing I think you fear: There’s nothing else, Nothing here. This is not a place where we should be I say let us linger here a while Forgotten beggars on this Roman mile Touch your ring So finely wrought The filigree Burnished soft Fits so loose Fittingly. I say let us linger here a while Crucify those dogs out on the plain Anything it takes to make it rain
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In Joan of Arcland, along the rampart, We ducked into a room of lead. You laid your hands down on the cannon And sang a song of silver thread We felt the fear that they would cheer And chant the auto da fe Encircle us and stake the stake We’d burn like paper mache solo But there was no fire, there was no bell There was no far and no wide We merely dried like a stack of dead flowers Cleft like St. John's divide. I am alone now in Joan of Arcland I must learn my mother’s best To calmly walk to the inland waters And take my final my rest.
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sedi vonka 01:23
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virginia 04:07
Snowfall on my sleeve Moth lands somehow on me Wings so wet in the cold Its final crawl in the snow Boy even as a boy I already knew Night all night I could make it through Through the tangle, the disarray To the crush at the break of day Still, think I see, still think I hear Still want to hold, Virginia All year long, Virginia, All this time its true All my love, Virginia, Now it’s gone and I don’t know what to do. Faith my faith wrote a song She wrote it short she sang it long Sang so sweet a song so true Sang for me a song of you SOLO Still, think I see, still think I hear Still want to hold, Virginia All year long, Virginia, All this time its true All my love, Virginia, Now its gone and I don’t know what to do. Of lovers all, holding tight That cleave and clench with their might Only you and I in the night Did not obscure each other’s light Everything, all that’s done ‘til this day Flies so hard to get away. Thought of you stakes me down Memory nailing me to the ground
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Glowing night, blowing embers Rolling heart in warm December Waiting for you in this hour Take care when you touch It’s so easy to crush The bones of the flower Drop so clear under your eye With your skin flushed like red wine Lead me willing to your tower Take care when you touch It’s so easy to crush The bones of the flower I go where no one else goes To find in the lowest of lows Lala lalala, lala lalala, lala lalala, lalala. Every fight has its Hector When the sun flows like nectar Brimming each of us with power Take care when you touch It’s so easy to crush The bones of the flower Solo Hearts of slip soon become Hearts of clay in the warm sun Hard as flint fall hard upon The most beautiful thing When I heard you sing The bones of the flower
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Broken hearted writers You may hear them sing: (A cri de coeur, a wailing at the sun) “Every piece of paper I ever stained with ink Couldn’t help me keep my only one” “No one cares for me No one cares to get out of my way And let me be” All the lovesick draftsmen You may hear them sing Schematize the hearts of broken men “All this engineering cautious ink Couldn’t bring her back again” “No one cares for me No one cares to get out of my way And let me be” Broken hearted lovers You may hear them sing At the ocean pleading with the tide “From time to time my lover is in my dreams” Mine all mine “No one lets me be No one cares to get out of my way Not even me.”
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In between two sons I sat Thinking I was free Only somewhat broken Omens covered me, they covered me. I saw someone running Rolling straight and free I will hold these memories And what they’ve done to me, they’ve done to me Oh, Jesus was a runner But all she gave to me Was a fleeting benediction She was loping to the sea, loping to the sea All those things inside of you Those things that set you free Fear them in the Lion’s mouth But his throat shall comfort thee, shall comfort thee. In between two sons I sat Thinking I was free I will let this nothingness Manufacture me, manufacture me. Oh, Jesus was a runner But all she gave to me Was a fleeting benediction She was loping to the sea, loping to the sea

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released August 1, 2013

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leo crandall Syracuse, New York

I am a singer/songwriter/composer. I play the requinto, cello and guitar. I have toured Africa sponsored by the State Dept., nominated for Australia’s Bluestar Award, charted #14 nationally in Roots and Blues, received a Meet the Composer Grant. I have composed film scores, dance scores, theater music and ambient sound for installations. My music has been heard all over the world. ... more

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