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Love is a Tanglewood Tree

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Published on Sep 8, 2008

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Another of my most favorite songs. Sadly, I first heard Dave Carter after he had left us. I remember the elation upon finding him and hearing his songwriting which contained words that spoke to my soul. Then the sadness to find out there would be no more. Fortunately for us, his partner, Tracy Grammer, continues to be the voice that brings us his songs...and so much more. Thank you Tracy! This is their classic, Tanglewood Tree, humbly visualized and brought to you here.

If you enjoy this song, please visit these websites to hear and purchase more. Tracy tours constantly and is a fixture at Falcon Ridge Folk Festival and other East Coast venues. If you take the time to see her in concert I have no doubt you will be forever changed, like me.

www.daveandtracy.com/

www.myspace.com/tracygrammer/

www.tracygrammer.com/

www.signaturesounds.com/


Tanglewood Tree

love is a tanglewood tree in a bower of green
in a forest at dawn
fair while the mockingbird sings, but she soon lifts her wings
and the music is gone
young lovers in the tall grass with their hearts open wide
when the red summer poppies bloom
but love is a trackless domain and the rumor of rain in the late afternoon

love is an old root that creeps through the meadows of sleep
when the long shadows cast
thin as a vagrant young vine, it encircles and twines
and it holds the heart fast
catches dreamers in the wildwood with the stars in their eyes
and the moon in their tousled hair
but love is a light in the sky, and an unspoken lie
and a half-whispered prayer

i'm walkin' down a bone-dry river but the cool mirage runs true
i'm bankin' on the fables of the far, far better things we do
i'm livin' for the day of reck'nin countin' down the hours
i yearn away, i burn away, i turn away the fairest flower of love, 'cause darlin . . .

love is a garden of thorns, and a crow in the corn
and the brake growing wild
cold when the summer is spent in thes lament
for the faith of a child
my body has a number and my face has a name
and each day looks the same to me
but love is a voice on the wind, and the wages of sin
and a tanglewood tree


love's garden of thorns, how it grows
black crow in the corn hummin' low
brake nettle so pretty and wild
and thistles surround the edge of the
dim dark hour as the sun moves away
lamenting a lost summer day
who nurtures the faith of a child
when nothing remains to cover her eyes?

(sung in harmony)
my body has a number, maybe my face has a name
each hour like each hour before
this longing is a voice on the wind
she cultivates the wages of sin
in a tanglewood tree
Love is a garden of thorns
Love's garden of thorns, how it grows
And a crow in the corn
Black crow in the corn hummin' low
And the brake growing wild
Brake nettle so pretty and wild
And thistles surround the edge of the
Cold when the summer is spent
Dim dark hour as the sun moves away
In the jade heart's lament
Lamenting a lost summer day
For the faith of a child
Who nurtures the faith of a child
When nothing remains to cover her eyes?
My body has a number and my face has a name
My body has a number, maybe my face has a name
And each day looks the same to me
Each hour like each hour before
But love is a voice on the wind
This longing is a voice on the wind
And the wages of sin
She cultivates the wages of sin
And a tanglewood tree
In a tanglewood tree

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