01. hey kid, keep your head above the water
02. i'm sorry for your loss but you'll regret it more if you stop
03. the world called today, they sounded pissed
04. so damn pt 1
05. so damn pt 2
06. there's coal on your hands and diamonds in her eyes

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:: cover art (in PDF format) ::

In September, Summer turns slowly into fall.
In December, fall turns slowly into winter.
But in between them, in mid-October, Fall becomes Autumn

The rain doesn’t bring green life to grass or flowers.
But covers them with mud.
Wind means new heavy grey clouds.
Cold temperatures start slowly to appear.
No ice but everything is getting darker.

With the cycle of life and before being nude and bare, trees are wearing festive colours.
Walking in forest when the weather gives us some respite is then an eternal pleasure for the eyes.
We see them on the trees, we see them swallowed by the sky and they crinkle under our feet for their last stay.
They are everywhere giving in return their life to the soil with the promise of future green sundays in spring.

Mayapple Weather is the project of Mark Boudreau.
He lives on Cape Breton Island (Canada).
mayapple_weather@hotmail.com

(riyl: Royal City, Ron Sexsmith, My Morning Jacket, Songs Ohia)

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:: lyrics ::

hey kid, keep your head above the water

this good piece of living
has got me all wrong
and when it's all over
I'll justt have this song

I'll be alright, for now I'm wasting life
I'll be alright, for now I'm gone

it's over now, but I've got it all together now

I'm sorry for your loss but you'll regret it more if you stop

do the trees need more color?
does the snow look too bright?
could the river be wider?
do you think it's right?

and I replied
mr smith, I love your painting

since my wife passed, it's harder
she kept me young and inspired
they always come out much darker
I'm too old for this anyway

and I replied
mr smith, I love your painting

the world called today, they sounded pissed

come here sweet baby, don't you give me that frown
its hard enough living in this town
and you love the way a mountain makes me smile

and it's not what you think
it's just something i've become
and all the things you wish you've done

come here sweet baby don't you give me that frown
it's been ten years since your dogs put down
and you love the way he chased the ball at night

and it's not what you think
it's just something i've become
and all the things you wish you've done

come here sweet baby don't you give me that frown
you dont like the way people carry around
and you hate the way the world is at your door

so damn pt 1

when mothers wait for days
for their sons to come home again
it's so damn hard to find
some steady little thing
to keep this off their minds

and it's so damn hard

and in the night she comes
dressed in the sea, it snows
she watched the town grow old
not for the town to know

we'll take, our lights so bright
hunt bravely, and march through the night
she'll make a sound so loud
we'll kill to make our grandfathers proud

so damn pt 2

don't hang your head down like a liar
don't hang your head down like a liar
don't hang your head down like a liar
and it's so damn tired
we've waited so long, come on come on
we've waited so long, come on come on
and it's so damn tired
just kiss me once, come on come on
just kiss me once, come on come on
just kiss me once, come on come on
and it's so damn tired
come to bed, come on come on
come to bed, come on come on
come to bed, come on come on
come to bed, come on come on

there's coal on your hands and diamonds in her eyes

a dirty fiend, of noble seed
washes his face in the mirror
and in his eyes, both true and kind
finds peace for a coal miners daughter
the youngest of three
pale green eyes of the sea
and he hopes that someday he'll meet her

tonight, I'll be the one

sir, you're a warm and kind hearted man
I spend all of my days, doin all that I can
your daughter I want and if you don't approve
I'll take her away, we'll just have to move
but if you approve, I'll take care of you
and our first born child, shall be named after you

father, don't let him go