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Folk Song

from Heartlands by Arthur Durkee

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Folk Song

When trees burn gold in autumn
and the river runs cold and blue,
I first met my own true love
under orchard trees rough-hwen

I gave my love an apple
and he gavae one to me,
we kissed beneath the golden maple
and made our vows to be.

To be true to each other,
to live forever, clinging,
like the vine that loves the tree,
like the river flows to the sea.

When autumn turned to winter,
my love gave the snow to me,
I gave him back the winter moon,
we kissed icicles off trees

All under white spring blossoms,
we loved in new green grass,
my love and I went to the river
to wash ourselves in grace.

To be true to each other,
to live forever, clinging,
like the vine that loves the tree,
like the river flows to the sea.

But the river took my love from me,
swept away to distant seas,
now autumn apples come again,
and I am left alone.

When trees burn gold in autumn
and the river runs cold and blue,
I first met my own true love
under apple trees full soon.

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from Heartlands, released February 22, 2019

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Arthur Durkee Ann Arbor, Michigan

Arthur Durkee is a composer & songwriter who records & performs on Chapman Stick, bass, analog modular synths, bamboo & wood flutes, keys, frame drums, and voice. He has won awards for composed, notated music as well as for his recordings, & is a published poet, & designer & illustrator. ... more

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