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Lost in Seaburgh

by Rowan Morrison

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    The Deluxe Edition contains 15 tracks. The package includes three art cards, three art stickers, two metal art badges, a hand-numbered limited edition certificate and a vinyl effect CDr, all housed in a stunning metal tin. The artwork is all inspired by the 1970s BBC TV adaptations of M R James Ghost Stories.
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    A Deluxe Second Edition release of Lost in Seaburgh, with new artwork inspired by the style of the original James McBryde book illustrations. This edition contains six art prints, A4 poster with new liner notes, five stickers, two metal badges and CDr all housed in a deluxe metal tin.

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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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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
"Thou shalt seek me in the morning and I shall not be..." 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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(Oh the ash tree) 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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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! 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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Rowan : Morrison are Angeline Morrison and Stephen Stannard.
Lost in Seaburgh is their third album.
The songs (and the artwork for that matter) on this album were inspired by the ghost stories of M R James written and published in the early part of the twentieth century, and their 1960's and 1970s BBC television adaptations (often shown at Christmas).
Of course, ghost stories (at their best) explore not only our fears and our ignorance, but also our love, aspirations and passions, and much else, too.
We hope you enjoy the songs (and readings) in, by turns, their ambition, frailty and richness.

credits

released March 27, 2020

Songs 2, 7 & 10 Written by Angeline Morrison.
4, 5, 8, 11, 13 & 15 written by Stephen Stannard.
1, 3, 6, 9 & 12 from stories written by M R James.
14 written by C.W. Murphy & Dan Lipton (1908)
All tracks mixed & produced by Stannard, except 2, 7 & 10 produced by Stannard and Morrison.
Angeline: Vocals, Autoharp (track 2), Guitar (7&10).
Stephen: Vocal (track 14), all other album instrumentation.
Artwok by Stephen.

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Rowan Morrison England, UK

Rowan : Morrison are the musical twixting of The Rowan Amber Mill and Angeline Morrison. Angeline has released music as We Are Muffy (Tapete Records), The Mighty Sceptres (Ubiquity Records), The Ambassadors of Sorrow, and solo (Freestyle Records).
The Rowan Amber Mill releases music under their own name and under the guise of Making Tea for Robots (both on the MillerSounds label).
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