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Blinking in the Brackens

by Return To Normal

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Lee Lucas The 2nd album from the fine couple contains 12 tracks over 49 minutes. The material for this album is a lot stronger and its very much an album that works very well from the first song to the last, with perhaps only "Tyburn Fair" letting it down slightly. The album flows like a fine wine with one track leading into the other as it transgresses along, and will have you coming back for more. It's very much a solid body of work with many classics along its path. I would recommend this album 100%. Favorite track: From Ripley County.
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1.
I woke from dreaming, every little thing I owned was piled up in the river's mud. The waters streaming, I tossed aside the sodden logs my clothes in boxes in the flood. Release these things, let them go See the water, watch it flow. I stood there singing, a melody by Édith Piaf, the man from France he had to laugh. He said we are surrounded by skeletons and souvenirs, faces changed by time -- or death. Release these things, let them go See the water, watch it flow. Release these things…
2.
Platinumoon 04:02
Sand that sifts golden to a sun that was stolen by a girl who left footprints, in between lullabies, to a glade underneath a platinum moon, there's not enough room for the thumpy-thump heartbeat so I left the lover inside. All my parades, all our little charades, a secret betrayed by slip of your tongue on some astral plain i heard your voice calling in a mysterious tune to a thumpy-thump heartbeat. In coincident timing, a distant bell was chiming. A crystal cathedral appeared in my mind, we slipped through the tall grass, abandoned all time and mass, just the thumpy-thump heartbeat, play the phrase, and then repeat, just the heartbeat.
3.
For Silke 04:46
You're searching for the cause of the pain, at him, at her, your husband, your mother, your father. I can see the child, crying. Dashed and alone, faces turn around, lots in your life. Your friends were there for your, found you a place to stay until he's gone. Now you're alone, and feeling so afraid, in a life that never gives. You believe in nothing, just the pain. There's only left to look inside, see yourself, breaking limits. The time has come to recognize, the child you never wanted to be. You'll find a way through, even though it's hard to see, no one else can do it for you. I can only be a mediator between here and there, I'll be on your side on the way to your self, a shoulder to lean on. You don't have to pardon what they have done or forgive them this time. Just accept that it was, and know this... now it's done. Open the door to freedom of mind.
4.
Mary Rosso 04:28
Somehow it seemed like tomorrow, sometimes I dream away sorrow, to a someplace where you're with me, somewhere far away. A man like me, his chances so low, you listened to me, Mary Rosso, I never got hold of nothing easy, but what I got, I don't let go. Have another glass of red wine. Don't remind me of the ticking bomb of time, we've all got our problems, Mary, let me tell you mine. It's cold in this sideshow, please keep me warm, Mary Rosso. Though I know this ain't the standard or style your are accustomed to. Final frame, nowhere to go, asleep on train, guess I'm some kind of hobo. I'd a loved you if I could, but that never turns out good. Have another glass of red wine, don't try to tell me I'm running out of time, thanks for remembering my name -- I'll see you some sunny tomorrow, Mary Rosso. Have another glass…
5.
Tyburn Fair 04:30
To Tyburn Fair I used to go, to watch the just procession, and eat the oranges the dead would throw and hear their last confessions. To Tyburn Fair I used to go, to hear the minstrels sing, their tragic tales of highwaymen, common criminals, enemies of the king. To Tyburn Fair on a Saturday, across the road a beam of wood. The bones of Cromwell dangled in the fog, the Maid of Kent last stood at Tyburn Fair-- I used to go there, but now I'm bound for Newgate. The wheels of progress ground me in the mud, a proper end, a tool of fate. (we'll bury you at crossroads, we dare not speak or pray, we'll fill the trench with common earth, and then we'll walk away.)
6.
Solitary Oak 03:29
The solitary oak, if it grows at all, sends it taproot way down deep, doesn't grow too fast. A solitary oak, if it's going to last, it grows broad, it grows dense, it doesn't grow too fast. They claimed in ancient lore, sometimes it is a door.
7.
Calendar 05:15
Calendar calls to me, deadlines coming on again. They never end. Apriluaryember, I get confused. But I like the way the sun shines better, so low in these chilly skies, the distant blue, luminous in clouds of grey. It reminds of your eyes, between the rainclouds. You're so far. You're miles from here. Back secure in your hometown, I should have known, I should have known. Still i like the way the sun sets early, red in the rust of this horizon. Sometimes I seem to need a reason. Other times I make another try. Make another try. Calendar gives its orders. Now it's my time to go, Go down into that old desk drawer. into a dark and disused corner. I should know, I should have seen it coming. Well, yes, I guess I saw it coming. Down your road, down your street, down your lane.
8.
I went down to New Orleans, but I didn't mean to stay. My head got caught in a feather bed. I couldn't get away. Now there's pinching bugs, climbing up on the porch, and lightning bugs, blinking in the brackens, a chorus of tree frogs singing in reverse, if you've go the answer then ask 'em. So I shaved, I bathed, I brushed my teeth twice. Washed my favorite jeans, practiced talking real nice. Arced over the moon by a brush of her hair, and when she stopped over, well, I know we were there. Now I'm back from New Orleans, and I swear I'm home to stay. This muddy road, this rough, rocky farm, until my final day. But there's frost feathers cloaking this cracked window pane, that constant west wind like to howl me insane it hums in my ears, it seeps into my brain, these corn stubble fields, well, they never seem to change. So I wish you well, my ex-soon-to-be, if you're seeking to blame, do no wonder. For now rival could ever keep us apart, and I'll love you forever, but after. I went down to New Orleans, but I didn't mean to stay. My head got caught in a feather bed. I couldn't get away.
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10.
Hated River 02:24
Listen June, you don’t belong here. You are young and you are strong. Walk in the sunshine for awhile. You are noon. This place is always midnight, though you fight all that’s wrong I tell you this is but the first of nine. You can’t cross over this hated river until your bones are buried in the ground. It is not time. Its not yet your December. You cannot see the face dreaded even by the immortal gods. in her stony palace beneath the silver pillars , her name alone is an oath to Jupiter. The water is so wide. You can’t cross over. for your mother or your father or even for your lover. You can’t cross over his poison water. You can’t evade the hell-hounds at the gate. You dare not meet the child of the ocean tides of fate. And even if you could - and even if you did... If you crossed over this hated river then never, never, never Would you return.
11.
Get Out 03:31
12.
Kindness 03:30
Those who walk in peace aren't burdened by a rifle. On his pilgrimage the humble monk fears no one. Defenseless and along, still he fears no one. You seek kindness, you need love. If you seek kindness, then bring kindness. If you need love, then bring love. If you need love, then bring love. If you wreak destruction, the flames will burn your skin. In the darkness, eyes grow dim. Blood lust revenge spawns a savage cycle but tend to orchards, and you'll feast among the flowers. If you seek kindness, then bring kindness. If you need love, then bring love. If you need love, then bring love. (Those who walk in peace aren't burdened by a rifle.)

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released December 15, 2012

All songs composed, arranged, performed and recorded by Corinne and Marty Lucas, except lyrics by Say on "For Silke", and with brass by Mark Biegel. Mix and master by Jon Huxtable, who also played drums on "From Ripley County". Artwork by Marty Lucas.

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Return To Normal North Judson, Indiana

Return to Normal is Corinne and Marty Lucas -- mostly acoustic oriented new folk with a theatrical and storytelling approach, rich tonal blends and a subtle infusion of jazz and soul elements.

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