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by Brother Chicory

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released November 16, 2015

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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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Track Name: Seamingly Dreaming
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.
Track Name: Steadfast Stand
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
Track Name: 123
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 ...
Track Name: Oh! Simplicity
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…
Track Name: Never Slowed Down
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….