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Seamingly Dreaming
03:11
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When I hold you I feel the world falling away
knitters know its easier this way
I find solace in your mystical embrace
all that seemed to inundate now feels so elate
Hold your tension wisely
Throwing yourself past the point of needle three
Together we will lose ourselves
grafted at the seams
You are an expression of my loftiest dreams
Seaming & Dreaming
I’m seamingly dreaming
I’m practicing restraint while I tear my yarn away
I thought this pattern would be done
knitterly and blithely sharing; souls giving release
so all that seemed so inconceivable is silence simply seen.
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Steadfast Stand
03:19
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Cast on a little looser now
throw down a little slower now
don't forget to breathe x 2
You are creating an
image of an inspiration
an ancient wanderers trade x 2
Live your life
by the work of your strong hands
softly give and steadfast stand x2
Little sticks and stray hairs
flying all about
a clicking fills the air
until the clock runs out x2
Spin your wool
with a treadle powered wheel
strands dancing through
a wise finger lathe x2
Live your life…
Have a little faith
watch your garment grow
single-file stitches soon turn into rows x2
Bind off a little loosely now
slip stitch over slowing down
knit the last two together
weave the ends about x 2
Live your life…
softly give and steadfast stand
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123
03:40
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Do you remember
sitting at grandpas feet
as those fingers gracefully
twisting and turning
the softest thing you’d ever seen
counting off in groups of three
1-2-3 x2
I stood in the garden
feeling like I’m growing up
somedays wishing to be ever tucked
safely inside this earth
with all my thoughts floating by
spinning on a triple ply
counting
1-2-3…
I loved her laugh
I listened to her past
and I stared at the afghans she left behind
the last three she made before she died
I counted
1-2-3… x4
d/am
This may be the last thing you hear from me
none of us have any guarantee
to see
another day
breathe in
all the way
counting..... 1-2-3 ...
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Oh! Simplicity
02:49
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Though my body is weak
I can not amend my ways
Though my body is tired
my needles will be moving all day
It sows and it sows and it sows…
In my body grows
little hands little toes
knitting on sinew and bone
in my body grows
I don’t know if I can bear this weight
i don’t know
Can I care for another’s fate?
i don’t know
It sows and it sows and it sows
furrows of tapestries
plantings of artistry
which grows and grows and grows
Oh! Simplicity!
Calling you and me x 2
Could you help me
find the error in my ways
I can not believe
I did not check my gauge
It sows and it sows…
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Never Slowed Down
04:19
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He told me
I’d do fine
His stern face
Wove a smile
on his deathbed
I met him
for the first time
She told me
he reveled in evening air
winding down, turning out this old scarf
that i hold
soft maroon wool
Somehow his hands never slowed down x 2
His sweet mum
worked so hard
fields quite full
the harvest came in with a vengeance in 1899
She rushed inside
to gather the food
with a picnic in hand
she walked
to the other workers
As she came into view
they all began to laugh
on that scorching summer day
she knitted as she walked
Somehow….
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Brother Chicory Harrisonburg, Virginia
Michael and Grace have been playing music together for 13 years and counting.
Brother Chicory
is a folk expression of their creative selves.
After having an emergency appendectomy in June of 2015, Grace (maybe still woozy from the narcotics) started writing songs which fused a love for knitting and life with this long musical affair.
Brother Chicory*knits was born.
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