We stay way all in time when the Caroline bids you Too say will end her kind, will mean anything We love your Caroline Didn't you hear this tale, through them And longer than my bed but never to cover your sins Come back and smash a crown To hell before your head, anyway Enter where you can Remember her again Free them and say their names As loud as they will let you think The songs you hear but just can't sing out today Don't you cry, go lie down in the day Freedom has come to burn You've come to say my name, how it is over I'm frightened and I'm right Your candles are burning again
espers folx put out some good stuff. i really miss greg weeks. can never seem to find anything new from him but i still often listen to these great espers cds.
This is what American folk should be. Alas, I've had to go "foreign" to find good folk. For example, Axel Frank and Antje Hoppenrath's duets with Werkraum give a similar experience. Try Werkraum's "Chanson de la plus haute tour"
