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INQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW HOME — THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSSTORELISTENWATCHLYRICSABOUT The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. Sherman, NY, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 4 Wed. Shank Hall @ 8:00pm. Milwaukee, WI, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 7 Sat. Hey Nonny @ 7:30pm. SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILD To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSBOOKINGLYRICSMAILING LISTTHE BANDGENERALINQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW HOME — THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSSTORELISTENWATCHLYRICSABOUT The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. Sherman, NY, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 4 Wed. Shank Hall @ 8:00pm. Milwaukee, WI, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 7 Sat. Hey Nonny @ 7:30pm. SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILD To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. LISTEN — THE ARCADIAN WILD The Arcadian Wild. Powered by Squarespace. Cart (0)0) LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. ART AND LYRIC PRINTS Art and Lyric Prints. from 5.00. Print: Select Print Spring: Wake Lyric Print Summer: Walk Lyric Print Fall: War Lyric Print Winter: Will Lyric Print Principium Lyric Print Bundle Principium ArtworkPrint Bundle.
THE POET LYRIC
There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses. If we get out of our own head and look around. We just might see the trees like she did. Her father's heart and might in the forest. And they spoke to her like a daughter, so she planted more. Chorus. The world's meantWHISPERS LYRIC
We murmur, breathing out murderous talk, whispering wounds we cannot mend. I’ll say behind your back what I won’t tell you to your face. I’m a double sided man, and you're the same. With the same mouth we bless and curse; little Pharisees from our birth. Happy as long as there’s someone else to blame. WATCH — THE ARCADIAN WILD The Ballad of Donnie Gene Back To Top. St. Dawn in Slumber SILENCE, A STRANGER LYRIC SILENCE, A STRANGER. Silence is a stranger that I’ve never let inside. I hear him knocking, but I do not dare reply. God knows what he would say if I opened up my door. I’ll keep up this clamor so he can’t tell me the score. Solitude’s an old friend from the other side of town. When he comes across the river I pretend I’m notaround.
MILLSTATT LYRIC
MILLSTATT. The wind like my mother she called my name A whisper heard over the cars the cries and the clamor The lake like a mirror itlooked back at me
THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSBOOKINGLYRICSMAILING LISTTHE BANDGENERALINQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW HOME — THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSSTORELISTENWATCHLYRICSABOUT The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. Sherman, NY, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 4 Wed. Shank Hall @ 8:00pm. Milwaukee, WI, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 7 Sat. Hey Nonny @ 7:30pm. SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILD To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSBOOKINGLYRICSMAILING LISTTHE BANDGENERALINQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW HOME — THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSSTORELISTENWATCHLYRICSABOUT The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. Sherman, NY, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 4 Wed. Shank Hall @ 8:00pm. Milwaukee, WI, United States. Tickets RSVP. Aug 7 Sat. Hey Nonny @ 7:30pm. SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILD To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. LISTEN — THE ARCADIAN WILD The Arcadian Wild. Powered by Squarespace. Cart (0)0) LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame. ART AND LYRIC PRINTS Art and Lyric Prints. from 5.00. Print: Select Print Spring: Wake Lyric Print Summer: Walk Lyric Print Fall: War Lyric Print Winter: Will Lyric Print Principium Lyric Print Bundle Principium ArtworkPrint Bundle.
THE POET LYRIC
There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses. If we get out of our own head and look around. We just might see the trees like she did. Her father's heart and might in the forest. And they spoke to her like a daughter, so she planted more. Chorus. The world's meantWHISPERS LYRIC
We murmur, breathing out murderous talk, whispering wounds we cannot mend. I’ll say behind your back what I won’t tell you to your face. I’m a double sided man, and you're the same. With the same mouth we bless and curse; little Pharisees from our birth. Happy as long as there’s someone else to blame. WATCH — THE ARCADIAN WILD The Ballad of Donnie Gene Back To Top. St. Dawn in Slumber SILENCE, A STRANGER LYRIC SILENCE, A STRANGER. Silence is a stranger that I’ve never let inside. I hear him knocking, but I do not dare reply. God knows what he would say if I opened up my door. I’ll keep up this clamor so he can’t tell me the score. Solitude’s an old friend from the other side of town. When he comes across the river I pretend I’m notaround.
MILLSTATT LYRIC
MILLSTATT. The wind like my mother she called my name A whisper heard over the cars the cries and the clamor The lake like a mirror itlooked back at me
THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSBOOKINGLYRICSMAILING LISTTHE BANDGENERALINQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILDTHE ARCADIAN WILD BANDTHE ARCADIAN WILD WIKIARCADIAN WILD LYRICSARCADIAN WILD MUSICARCADIAN WILD MUSICARCADIAN WILD SONGS To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side. LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame.WHISPERS LYRIC
We murmur, breathing out murderous talk, whispering wounds we cannot mend. I’ll say behind your back what I won’t tell you to your face. I’m a double sided man, and you're the same. With the same mouth we bless and curse; little Pharisees from our birth. Happy as long as there’s someone else to blame.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
THE ARCADIAN WILDSHOWSBOOKINGLYRICSMAILING LISTTHE BANDGENERALINQUIRIES
Spring: Wake OUT NOW SHOWS — THE ARCADIAN WILD Flat Iron Crossroads @ 7:30pm. The Evening Muse @ 7:30pm. The Grey Eagle @ 8:00pm. Eddie's Attic @ 7:00pm. The Spinning Jenny @ 7:00pm. Open Chord Music @ 7:00pm. The Heron Farm & Event Center - Home of The Great Blue Heron Music Festival & Green Heron Growers @ 8:00pm. ShankHall @ 8:00pm.
STORE — THE ARCADIAN WILD Finch in the Pantry Digital Download. 10.00. "Hers" Solo Piano Score LIAR LYRIC — THE ARCADIAN WILDTHE ARCADIAN WILD BANDTHE ARCADIAN WILD WIKIARCADIAN WILD LYRICSARCADIAN WILD MUSICARCADIAN WILD MUSICARCADIAN WILD SONGS To tell me I’m wrong, to take off the mask. Or else I’ll be left in the lie. I’ll deceive my way straight to demise. Chorus. I am the host of this hostility. I’m the master magician that makes you believe. I’m real, I’m not fake, but in reality I’m a lying man. My life’s become this grand game of deception.A BENEDICTION LYRIC
A Benediction. When it seems you're all but drowning. May the water quench your thirsting. When the sun is nearly blinding. May you, by it, see everything. When your worry leaves you weary. May your sleep be sound and healing. When the road is long and winding. And the wrongstory is selling.
THE GRADUATE LYRIC
The Graduate. When you were younger you dreamed of being tall. But you discovered growing up just leaves you feeling small. While you were sleeping everything changed at once. You woke in the morning, stepped into the stinging light of dawn. You are wandering through the wild. You are wondering if and when you’ll reach the other side. LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so,FALL: WAR LYRIC
Chaos, she politely knocked. So I opened the door. I saw my naked form. In a moment shame was born; I hid my face. You came back down to earth. To find that I had cursed the world you made. You gave me all you love, but I love making war. Chaos, she politely knocked, so I opened the door. I looked from left to right for somebody to blame.WHISPERS LYRIC
We murmur, breathing out murderous talk, whispering wounds we cannot mend. I’ll say behind your back what I won’t tell you to your face. I’m a double sided man, and you're the same. With the same mouth we bless and curse; little Pharisees from our birth. Happy as long as there’s someone else to blame.HEY, RUNNER! LYRIC
And if I change my mind it’ll be alright. It’s not like you’ve got somewhere to be. “Run fast. Don’t for get who I am, and I don’t ask twice. And while you’re at it would you mind to read mine. Cause I needed that last week, but take your time. It’s not like I’ve got somewhere to be”. Go, take a ride on your highhorse.
LETTERS FROM THE ATLANTIC LYRIC And we’ll sail away from here. Don’t cry; it’s alright. Our wings were made to fly. And we’ll sail away, my dear. Oh, sailor dearest, I can’t come aboard. My fear, it spreads from starboard to port. I’d rather live quietly, right here beneath the trees. With my roots planted deep. Oh, wife my dearest, I love you so, WATCH — THE ARCADIAN WILD The Ballad of Donnie Gene Back To Top. St. Dawn in Slumber ART AND LYRIC PRINTS Art and Lyric Prints. from 5.00. Print: Select Print Spring: Wake Lyric Print Summer: Walk Lyric Print Fall: War Lyric Print Winter: Will Lyric Print Principium Lyric Print Bundle Principium ArtworkPrint Bundle.
WHISPERS LYRIC
We murmur, breathing out murderous talk, whispering wounds we cannot mend. I’ll say behind your back what I won’t tell you to your face. I’m a double sided man, and you're the same. With the same mouth we bless and curse; little Pharisees from our birth. Happy as long as there’s someone else to blame.GENERAL INQUIRIES
For booking information please contact The Arcadian Wild at thearcadianwild@gmail.comTHE POET LYRIC
There's an arrowhead underneath each of our noses. If we get out of our own head and look around. We just might see the trees like she did. Her father's heart and might in the forest. And they spoke to her like a daughter, so she planted more. Chorus. The world's meantROOTS LYRIC
Throw me all the seeds you sow. I’ll take them in and make them grow in your light. Just give it time. So put down your roots. And I’ll plant this fallow field of mine with you. Put down your roots. Together, we will watch this desert bloom. We waited out the wintermonths. Hoping that
PRINCIPIUM 10" VINYL EP PRE-ORDER: The 10” vinyl EP of The Arcadian Wild’s four-movement song cycle, Principium . Limited edition baby blue record. Includes digital download card. Track listing: I. Spring: Wake II. Summer: Walk III. Fall: War IV. Winter: WillTHE STORM LYRIC
A man must always have something to conquer, a woman to fight for, a war to be waged. We are born for the storm. Risk all and rebel, to live hard and die well is why we were made. I've seen an evil that overcomes us all. The backs of good and wicked men are both againstthe wall.
SILENCE, A STRANGER LYRIC SILENCE, A STRANGER. Silence is a stranger that I’ve never let inside. I hear him knocking, but I do not dare reply. God knows what he would say if I opened up my door. I’ll keep up this clamor so he can’t tell me the score. Solitude’s an old friend from the other side of town. When he comes across the river I pretend I’m notaround.
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