True Love and Water

by Erica Buettner

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True Love and Water and Time Travelling alone suffice to convince us that a real talent in the landscape of female folksingers has just bloomed. – François Gorin, Telerama

Paris has its Sibylle Baier: an uprooted American whose enveloping siren song makes us lose all sense of reason. – Inrocks.com

Ginsberg-ghosted Parisian-beat-music - For Folk’s Sake

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released 04 April 2011
Words & Music by Erica Buettner
Except Track 9, A Tale of Norstein by Stefanos Kotsanis

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tags: folk acoustic ambient contemporary folk free folk indie new york paris psych folk singer-songwriter Portugal

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Track Name: True Love and Water
Let's go up the hill and fetch a pail of water,
We'll hold it to the lips of all the sons and daughters
Your parents called you Jack, my parents called me Jill
They've given us the pail, they've shown to us the hill

The path is steep and winding,
the sun is hot and unabiding,
but there, there is the well!
There is the well and our bucket sinking,
It comes up brimming,
and we keep on drinking

Little Jack is acting wild,
He's made me a crown of flowers
(I've never seen him like this)
He's splashing me with water
We've been dancing here for hours
He takes me in his arms, and in this tender thrill,
I marvel at my chances, I'm so happy to be Jill

True love and water
For both of our lips

True love and water
For both of our lips

He has a lovely voice, I adore to hear him sing
He's forgotten he's a peasant boy,
he's acting like a king
He's promising me castles and pleasure manifold
He thinks the town will shower him with silver and with gold

When we bring
True love and water
To every son and daughter

True love and water
For all of their lips

He's running down the hill,
he seems to have forgotten our task
because the water keeps on spilling
and he's pulling me too fast
He says come on, lovely Jill, the sun is going down
We've got to show the world,
show them what we've found
It's written in the stars, it's written in the stars
This true love of ours
It's written in the stars

Little Jack's foot hit a root in the ground
He went tumbling, tumbling, tumbling down
as written,
Written in the stars
He had my arm, he holds it still
As I stare up at the dizzy sky and wonder why I'm Jill

True love and water
Were lost in the spill
So very close
To the bottom of the hill
Track Name: Under the Radar
You're sorry about the weather,
and you don't know why
you always feel the need to apologize
For things that are way out of your control
Instead of just facing the conflicts you're erasing,
let time do the trick,
it's the best medicine

You see yourself talking
like you're outside watching
he asks if you have any secrets
and you say no,
I'm as clean as snow

But the pressure never ceases
it's survival of the species
and just to love somebody
can leave you all in pieces
Sometimes to stand up straight
you've got to first bend down
shake off your hero's stance
and remove your crown

I liked you better the way you almost were.

Every word you utter
is carried by the tide
and ripples into places you might
have tried to hide,
fear of reaction is good incentive
for distraction

When johnny walker said
you could start playing dead
he really meant to kill the voices in your head
And if you live a little lower
and fly under the radar,
you might forget the reasons
you didn't want to stay here
Sometimes to stand up straight
you've got to first bend down
shake off your hero's stance,
and remove your crown

I liked you better the way you almost were.
Track Name: Arctic Dogs
Outer limits
Pure desert
Should I have followed you?

For the Northern Lights
You see them in your dreams
This vision
Dangles at an arm’s length

Stay awake
We’re trying to survive
Though the ice is cracking we are still alive

Stay awake
Don’t let yourself go numb
Feel and feel
Until all feeling’s gone

In the very source of cold
We will make a space for warmth
Digging like the arctic dogs
We’ll burrow our long bodies down

We’re out here
For beauty
Alluring siren’s song

We’re out here
For symbols
Milk and honey
Just a little further

When we find it
We’ll sleep a thousand years
Let our hair grow around us
Spin a tight cocoon

Metamorphosis
To evolve beyond our fears
Wake up light and fly
With the shifty moon

In the very source of cold
We will make a space for warmth
Digging like the arctic dogs
We’ll burrow our long bodies down
Track Name: Our Most Fragile Things
We turned all our sharp parts inwards
kept our shell from breaking open
Our love was an idea
safe and sound and softly spoken

Ever since I've had a beak
I've wondered what a beak is for
What I meant to be a gentle peck
Struck fast and hard right to our core

First there was a bright,
tiny point of light
Then there was a fissure
that grew into a crack
and under all the pressure
a part of us was shattered
The feeling told us wholeness
was never coming back

We must learn to fall
before we learn to fly
It's a test of faith
for my love and I

Some try to stop us
they pluck out our feathers
while they're combing our wings
and some try to warn us
not to trust doting hands
with our most fragile things

All the red leaves shiver
overlooking the Hudson River
in their fragile spines
I see the lines
of my tired hands
I've been fortune telling them
they'll have long lives and children
deep inside I know we're all bracing
for the fall

We must learn to fall
before we learn to fly
It's a test of faith
for my love and I