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Free Fall by Katie Lind
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Words by Michael Overko
Sleep now,
Be at ease now,
Be at peace.
The day hangs o’er thine head,
With fear and pain left overcrowded.
Come now to me to find thine ease.
Thine path is long ahead,
With stray and nameless place of bed.
Come now to me to find thine ease.
Don't close away the anguish in heart,
Let open thine heart to me.
Seek ease, seek peace
In your heart, come to me!
Seek ease, seek peace
In your heart,
Come now to me to find ease!
Ah!
Sleep now,
Be at ease now,
Be at peace.
Hmm
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Lyrics by Sigrid Sibley
To my daughter's daughter, whom I carried as a babe
Lift your eyes up, be not afraid
In the darkest hour, when most would go astray
May you light the lantern and lead the way
With each wave of grief, crashing on the shore
Crying out to know pain no more
To my daughter's daughter, whom I've loved through the ages
Time will tell my darling, what is lost and what remains
To my daughter's daughter, forget not from where you came
Look to the dawn, look to the light
With each wave of grief, crashing on the shore
Trying to change the tide is futile, yet right the ship and sail
In darkest hours, when most would go astray
My daughter's daughter, who will someday say the same
Hold fast, hold strong through the ages
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Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
Sometime a man stands up during supper
and walks outdoors, and keeps on walking,
because of a church that stands somewhere in the East.
And his children say blessings on him as if he were dead.
And another man, who remains inside his own house,
dies there, inside the dishes and in the glasses,
so that his children have to go far out into the world
toward that same church, which he forgot.
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Oft I go to Dublin Market
For to search and woo the fair
And I’ve had my share of troubles
With the beauties I find there
Some new pearls I am a-seeking
Or a pretty brand new dress
Hope a lad here comes a-peeking
Will he like it, who can guess
Oh, my heart, be still, I’m praying
I can’t take any more woe
With these lads, by god, I’m staying
Many places I could go
If ye go to Dublin Market,
You’ll have all your pick of wares
You can find a love and spark it
And you’ll always lose your cares!
But should ye be fond of keeping
A good lad lad who’s been a peeking
You’ll be not the first to leave here only on your own!
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I got a house that's full of wine
And I'm running out of time
‘Til i see you again
And there's not much time to go
And I'm sure you’d like to know
That I won't let you go.
And we'll fly off to the moon
Just me and you
A picnic there for two, you'll see.
A lily pad awaits beyond the ivy gates
And there we'll celebrate, you'll see
You'll see.
There's a drink I'm keeping cool
I'm saving it for you,
But this wait is awful cruel
And I wrote this serenade
For our home cabaret
To sing on rainy days.
And we'll fly off to the moon
Just me and you
A picnic there for two, you'll see.
A lily pad awaits beyond the ivy gates
And there we'll celebrate, you'll see
You'll see.
And we're flying to the moon
Just me and you
Our picnic's set for two, come see
Our lily pad's a date beyond the ivy gates
Come here and celebrate,
Come be with me
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Lyrics–by Alfred Lord Tennyson:
Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light:
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind
For those that here we see no more;
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out my mournful rhymes
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease;
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart, the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.
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Founded in 2005 by Professor Dan Sonenberg, the University of Southern Maine Composers Ensemble celebrated its 15th season in 2020. The ensemble consists of student composer-performers, and performers interested in new music, and ranges in size from 13-30 members. Each semester they compose and perform a full evening of contemporary music in a range of musical styles for large chamber ensemble. ... more
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