1. |
We are strangers
02:56
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Lydia, we are strangers
Wherever we may live.
Everything is alien,
Nor speaks our language.
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2. |
I went to heaven
03:02
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I went to heaven -
'twas a small town -
Lit - with a ruby -
Lathed - with down -
Stiller - than the fields
At the full dew -
Beautiful - as pictures -
No man drew -
People - like the moth -
Of mechlin - frames -
Duties - of gossamer -
And eider - names -
Almost - contented -
I - could be -
'mong such unique
Society -
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3. |
Fall, leaves, fall
03:31
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Fall, leaves, fall ; die, flowers, away ;
Lengthen night and shorten day ;
Every leaf speaks to me,
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow ;
I shall sing when night's decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
(Autumn 1838)
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4. |
I'm sitting at the door
01:25
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I'm sitting at the door
Pleasing my eyes and ears
With colours and sounds of the landscape,
and I softly sing - for myself alone
wispy songs I compose
while waiting.
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5. |
Missouri Waltz
02:06
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Hush-a-bye, my baby, slumbertime is comin’ soon ;
Rest your head upon my breast while mommy hums a tune ;
The sandman is callin' where shadows are fallin'
While the soft breezes sigh as in days long gone by.
Way down in Missouri where I heard this melody
When I was just a little baby on my mommy’s knee ;
And the old folks where hummin’, the banjos were strummin’
So sweet and low.
Hush-a-bye my baby, go to sleep on mommy’s knee,
Journey back to Dixieland in dreams again with me ;
It seems like your dady is there once again,
And the old folks where hummin’ that same old refrain.
Way down in Missouri where I heard this lullaby,
When the stars were blinkin’ and the moon was shinin’ high,
And I hear mamma Cloe, as in days long ago,
Singin’ hush-a-bye.
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6. |
I'm happiest
04:20
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I'm happiest when most away
I can bear my soul from its home of clay
On a windy night when the moon is bright
And the eye can wander through worlds of light -
When I am not and none beside -
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky -
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
(February or March 1838)
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7. |
Walden
03:25
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This is a delicious evening,
when the whole body is one sense,
and imbibes delight through every pore.
I come and go with a strange liberty in Nature,
a part of herself.
I have my own sun, and moon and stars,
and a little world all to myself.
(Walden, Solitude)
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