1. |
The Jaguar Song
02:36
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i have long hunted for you
(child, sister, fool)
i have held tatters of
(your body, of you)
broken pieces bleeding river water
(into my open hands)
and still you have
(not come back)
where have you gone?
(oh shattered girl, oh fool)
are you walking in snow
(wishing for fire)
are you flying above the sky
(on wings made of stars)
or are you lost
(alone– beneath the gravestone)
i have long waited for you
(feckless nomad)
i have kept your soul for you
(your flesh decayed)
i am done waiting here without you
(come follow me)
and still i can’t
(forget you)
where have you gone?
(oh shattered girl, oh fool)
are you sleeping on streets
(ashen, filthy, cold)
are you diving beneath the waves
(and praying for air)
or are you lost
(alone– beneath the gravestone)
i have long mourned for you
(too soon taken)
i have seen your eyes in dreams
(staring at me)
it was not my place to stop your fate
(even though I tried)
and still I’m lost
(without you)
come back, child
come back, sister
(come, come back, come back here, come…)
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2. |
Play With The Wolves
01:38
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When the day is gone and the moon flies free
Let your spirit run and come dance with me
I’m the fleet-foot shadow outside your door
The unbidden song that you’ve heard before
Feel the click of claws on concrete streets
Counter-rhythm to the pound of the businessman’s feet
There’s music in our veins as we hunt ‘til light.
Play with the wolves tonight.
For the urban man the whole world’s the same
stand up, work hard, lay down again
Plug into the system when you move between
a deaf, dumb part of one vast machine
Take fangs to your wires and rip them out
Cry life to the sky, hear a world without
the rampant, white-noise techno-blight.
Play with the wolves tonight.
We shall race through the alleyways, songs of old
in the wordless language that the gods foretold
that resounds in the pattern of flesh and bone
as we flow o’er earth made steel and stone
And the land will shout, though its buried deep
revelation of the secret that the wild ones keep
The storm of ages fierce, loud and bright
Play with wolves tonight!
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3. |
Red Women
02:43
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follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
strong bodies and strong bones
do not need a pretty face
(though some have one anyway)
sharp teeth and sharp talons
do not need a pretty dress
(though some have one anyway)
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
my ladies are ladies
of the blade, of the desert,
queens of the violent jungle
my ladies aren’t ladies
of the court, of the bedroom,
of the kitchen and garden
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
pale cheeks sprayed with fresh blood
and snarling lips stained with soot
women of fire, red souls
firm hands grasping sword hilts
or paws baring steely claws
women of fire, red souls
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
follow the red women,
bloody fur and crimson fire,
deadly warrior-mothers
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4. |
Winter at the Abbey
05:22
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Catfolk Mc Kinney, Texas
Catfolk is Ty Barbary, Ekunyi Faol, and Jerynn Barbary. With heavy influences from SJ Tucker, Heather Alexander, Alexander James Adams, and other stunning pagan and filk artists, we create magical, spiritual, and/or terrifically geeky music together and alone. ... more
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