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Apocalypse Ball
04:25
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My mother is worried, says something's not right
Says now it is when all young women must fight
My brother is angry, see the blood when he yells
Says someone must pay for the lies that he tells
Somebody somewhere made fear into truth
Waged unholy war in the prime of my youth
And I see the sorrow, yes I feel the pain
But my protest signs only spell out your name
And the bridges will just keep on burning
The oceans will still turn to ash
But if we have a spot
In the apocalypse ball
It’s your dance I want to have last
And the forests will just keep on falling
We’ll lose all the plans that we’ve laid
But all that will be left of us
When they do come for us
Will be all the love that we’ve made
Freedom and liberty sound their death knell
We stay inside paradise built in hell
Blissfully calm in the eye of the storm
If the world must keep burning I guess we’ll stay warm
Is this a flaw that love builds such a shield?
But if we all felt the same how soon would we be healed?
Well I’ll start a riot, yeah I’ll sound the alarm
But my fighting cause is to be in your arms
And the…
Bridges will just keep on burning
The oceans will still turn to ash
But if we have a spot
In the apocalypse ball
It’s your dance I want to have last
And the forests will just keep on falling
We’ll lose all the plans that we’ve laid
But all that will be left of us
When they do come for us
Will be all the love that we’ve made
But all that will be left of us
When they do come for us
Will be all the love -- we’ve made
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2. |
Lullaby
03:10
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And where your body lays, let you body rest
And all your tender breath, it falls fair and true
Best is yet to come, I know you count the days and
Don’t you worry love
Morning waits for you
Let your thoughts unwind, don’t go where they roam
Your greatest mistake was thinking you’re alone
Best is yet to come, I know you count the days and
Don’t you worry love
Morning waits for you
Best is yet to come, I know you count the days and
Don’t you worry love
Morning waits for you
Don’t you worry love
Morning waits for you
Don’t you worry love
Morning waits for you
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3. |
Wild Unspoken
04:49
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Come here my dear, take a bough
Hold still I will fill you now
Come stay a while
Come soak in
into the wild
Unspoken
Silent giant towers
Ancient patient powers
Reconcile
the broken
Into the wild
Unspoken
In wide open
wild moments
Come here my deer in the ground
Hold still I will feel you now
Come stay a while
Come soak in
Into the wild
Unspoken
In wide open
wild moments
A child chosen
In wild unspoken
Come here my dear, take a bough
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4. |
MAMA
01:48
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mama she’s howling at the moon
better get her back inside here soon
if we don’t she’ll stay outside till noon
no no no no nooo
no no no no nooo
mama she’s growing out her hair
acting kinda crazy people stare
better get her back from over there
no no no no nooo
no no no no nooo
mama you’re acting kinda strange
you’re howling and you won’t recall your name
and when you sing the animals are tame
no no no no noooo
no no no no noooo
o o o
o o o
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5. |
Surrender
04:40
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And without my consent
Summer marches on
In the morning
I am mourning
The death of the dawn
chorus:
I've been spending all my days
Trying to get the sun to stay
And now,
I just surrender
And now, I just surrender
I’m a stranger in my body
I’m lost in my head
And I worry that I’m crazy
Afraid I’m sane instead
(chorus)
Earth might be quaking
But I don’t mind
Hands might be shaking
But I don't mind
(chorus)
And now, oh I surrender
surrender surrender oh-o-oh
surrender surrender surrender oh-o-oh
Oh I surrender
Oh I surrender
Oh I surrender
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6. |
Shy
04:11
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Suitcase full of lingerie
Just to work on a farm
She’s got scratches
And some sketches
Up and down her arms
And the chickens
Lend their eggs to her
Cause she gathers them in song
And she spends some days
Just wondering
If she’s anything at all
And her lovers
They got four hooves
And tails on their behinds
And she wakes up
With the su-un
Just to milk them dry
And she says that
she’s too shy to sing
But she’s music all the time
Darling will you
Always be mine
Hot breath in my ear again
Like a big slobbery dog
See I pull on all your tender strings
'Cause I know you’ll play along
And when time takes
You away from me
I bring you back here, with song
Just between us
Are you happy with
What we’ve become?
Oh sometimes
I find myself wishing
I’d take you right out of that desert
And show you
How a life with us both could be– oh oh,
[And we’d be]
Lovers in our barefeet
And lips stained red with wine
And we’d wake up
To the light from
The full moon in the sky
And you’d say that
You’re too shy to sing
But our voices
Harmonize
And you’ll say that
You will always
And you’d say that
You’d always
Yes you say that you’d always
Oh you say that you’d
Always
Be mine
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7. |
Find Your Way Back Home
04:16
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Your face soft as rain
In the frame you remain
Turning grey in the grain
Find a way to fly away
Back home
Find your way back home
Find your way back home
Ooooo
Oooo
And always
we can be together
And always
we can be forever
One
I have known the I will be the one
I have known that I will be the one
I have known that I will be the one
Stay with me and I will bring you
home
Find your way back home
Find your way back home
Oooh
Wild rose I’ve watched you grow
In the snow all alone
When you know in your bones
Don’t let go, you must go back
home
Find your way back home
Find your way…
And always we can be together
And always we can be forever
One
I have known the I have been the one
I have known that I have been the one
I have known that I have been the one
Stay with me and I will bring you home
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8. |
Witch Party
03:06
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9. |
Spider
05:24
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Fill her gossamer
With silver blossoms, her
Silken floss covers
It criss ‘n crossovers
Your spool of fiber
Is fuel for my fire
That you inspire
My spiraling spider
Between the trees
My majesty
Is wrapping me
In tapestry
So spin your wire
Your kindling fire
Within my lyre
My spiraling spider
I believe in her
My weaver
My dreamer
Receiver
I believe in her
My weaver
Receiver
Of dreams
Spin and spun
And when you’re done
Spin and spun
And when we’re one
I believe in her
My weaver
My dreamer
Receiver
I believe in her
My weaver
Receiver
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Artemisia Oakland, California
Inspired by Appalachian folk harmonies, 80's synth soundtracks, and ghosts, the music of Artemisia is spaciously eerie, like
meeting a lover in a haunted house.
Selene Ross (vocals, ukulele, guitar, autoharp, dulcimer) and Alisa Rose (harp, guitar, vocals) first met in the Berkeley hills in 2018 and were made complete with the addition of Ariel Wang (violin) in 2021.
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