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Chanticleer, Certain Hope
Wish that I could take your flowers in
so I could feel their bloom
In the moments when the winter wins
and all around is gloom
But buds spring forth! The promises,
so vivid midst the gray,
with whispers, "Sweet girl, hold on hope!”
While darkness turns to day.
Chanticleer, I will draw near and settle in your patches
Here I need reminding of the glory from the ashes
It started in a garden and
It ends up in the city
Where beauty will be piled high
And the streets won't glare so gritty
And everything He once deemed "Good"
Will be cultivated better
And everything once broken
Will be puzzled back together
What was will be restored as if it never had gone rotten
And what can be will be ours and what is will be forgotten
Chanticleer, I will draw near and settle in your patches
Here I need reminding of the glory from the ashes
The gardener works the afternoon
A whistle on his lips
A quiet smile beneath his beard,
Power in his fingertips
To nurture life and loveliness
In the tender toil of pruning
And secrets to young poets who
Are desperate for its meaning.
Chanticleer, I will draw near and settle in your patches
Here I need reminding of the glory from the ashes
Where what was will be restored as if it never had gone rotten
And what can be will be ours and what is will be forgotten
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Summer Evening Air
02:59
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Heavy Love
03:49
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Heavy Love
If it shakes you, let it shake you
Let love’s heaviness o’ertake you
Let it bring you to your knees
Let the world outside look on
They will tell you to get on
But don’t let ‘em turn it cheap
We are not made for love that breaks
So our hearts can barely stand it when we think of our mistakes
Two spirits firmly spun, now somehow come undone
So of course in the unweaving there is pain.
This won’t take a little time
You will have to rest awhile
Broken bird, you aren’t strong.
In the waiting He draws near
Says, Beloved do not fear,
I will bear all that went wrong.
You are not made for love that breaks
So your heart can barely stand it when you think of your mistakes
Your spirits firmly spun, now somehow come undone
So of course in the unweaving there is pain.
Though your tears are still increasing
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Will never let you drown.
Perfect Love that you desire
Steady Friendship you require
You have had them all along.
You are not made for love that breaks
So your heart can barely stand it when you think of your mistakes
Your spirits firmly spun, now somehow come undone
Draw near to me; I’ll see you through this pain.
You are not made for love that breaks
Though your heart can barely stand it, you’re not caught in your mistakes
One day you’ll find your home, and you will finally know this Love
That never leaves and ever stays the same.
We were caught up, smitten kittens
Tumbling forward, tunnel vision
Now I’m lyin' on the ground
And my Father, if He wills it
Will replicate the thrills
He can do it all again
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Catherine Prewitt Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Catherine Prewitt is a Philadelphia-based folk singer and songwriter. Her background in poetry informs the delicate and precise language of every line, while her gentle voice encircles listeners like a hug. Her songs sing loudest at house shows and small listening rooms, or outdoors while the golden hour ushers in a summer night. ... more
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