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Raise the Spirit
03:24
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Lay your hands on your sick son
And hold down his swollen tongue
Catch the words caught in his mouth
Let his spirit tumble out
Raise the spirit from the earth
Give this one another birth
Cut the cord he’s caught upon
Let him find another home
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The Mind Wanders
04:44
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The mind wanders and they say
That the moons bloom and wane
Like weeds, the mind wanders
And the trees will rise from the ground
They’re growin’ on the house
If the seed doesn’t sprout
And your teeth may fall out at night
Well, your hair may wither to white
And you’ll bleed but won’t die
Now you’ve fallen into sleep
You’re living here with me
You won’t leave this dream
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The Things I Do for You
05:30
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Oranges, apples, lemons, and pears
I will kill you if you don’t share
Pluck that fruit and give it to me
Pull it off of your prosperous tree
Oak and maple, willow and spruce
You will suffer, tell me the truth
Wring you out and hang you to dry
Keep you hanging but keep you alive
That’s what I’ll do to you
Basically whatever I choose to do
That’s what I’ll always do
And I do it, oh I’ll do it
For you
The trunks of trees and the roots and the leaves
The little rustle that comes with the breeze
The hands they hold up, positions a brace
The rope, the knot, the life that they take
The fruit, the seed, and the blood that you bleed
Now plant it quickly, six feet underneath
Grow up healthy, blossom and bloom
These are all my wishes for you
That’s what I’ll do to you
Basically whatever I choose to do
That’s what I’ll always do
And I do it, oh I’ll do it
For you
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4. |
The Great Physician
03:12
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Oh Jesus, console me
Is the light I shine unholy?
These haven’t been the best of years for me
The candle, it flickers
And the smoke, it grows much thicker
The way it curls has made it hard to see
Oh father, assure me
That the hands with which you cure me
Are not the hands that made me first unwell
The ground, it is quaking
and the doctor’s hands are shaking
The great physician is sending me to hell
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I'm Not a Gambling Man
03:32
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I’m not a gambling man but I’ll bet
A dollar you don’t know my name
But I will look high
You’ll hide in sight
So grab a knife and try it
A dollar that the skin will taste real nice
And a dollar that the flesh is ripe
A dollar more
For what’s in store
For the wife and child
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6. |
What Makes a Man
04:36
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I have a body for holding
I have a heart that’s growing
I held your hand
When you were lonely
I’ve got some words for speaking
I’ve got some words I’m creaking
I’m trying to tell you
Why I’m leaving
I have some brains for thinking
I’ve got a mouth for drinking
I’ve got some spirits
But they’re sinking
What makes a man so manly?
A steady job and a family?
That don’t seem too much like me
In the end
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7. |
Thief in the Night
03:50
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I can’t find my family
I can’t find my home
Where’d he put the stolen wood?
Where’d he hide the boards?
The blinding charisma of the thief
The allure of the strong belief
The stolen father, the broken brother
He even took my dog
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8. |
Days Spent Restless
03:54
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Days spent restless
Alone in a room
Days spent drawing
This picture of you
My dear, I’ve gone cold
The stillness of water
In a bathtub unbothered
By my shivering toes
God, how the time flies
The path’s mowed and the house flies
Old bottles of scotch
And the thunderous crock
Days of wine
And roses are blushing
Embarrassed by flushing
These white cheeks of mine
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The Twelve Canons Iowa
The Twelve Canons were a gothic folk band formed sometime in 2001 or 2002 in Iowa City by singer/guitarist Jim DuRocher. After three albums with members Sam Gold and Alex Body, the Twelve Canons stripped back to a two-piece with the addition of composer/bassist Justin Norman. In January 2014, frontman and founder Jim Durocher tragically passed away. He left behind a large collection of demos. ... more
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Alex Body's solo project.
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Restringing the Deathless Refrain
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Justin Norman's solo project.
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A Lonely Gust Toward the Heavens
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Justin Norman's solo project.
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