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Hide your horses in the barn
Kings come buying for his armies
The deal he’ll make it isn’t fair
He’ll steal them or he’ll slay them there
Hold on, hold on, long ride till the dawn

Hide your silver beneath the floor
Kings come taxing for his wars
Take from you he’ll take from me
Waste it making misery
Hold on, hold on, long ride till the dawn

Hide your cries and hide your labors
Kings made spies out of your neighbors
A war lords lust is never sated
Is this the world to which we’re fated?
Oh no, hold on, long ride till the dawn

And hide your children cross the border
Kings come shopping for his soldiers
It isn’t much the price he’ll offer
A flag to pretty up their coffin
Hold on, hold on, long ride till the dawn


from Sigh Semaphore, released January 1, 2006


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Myshkin Warbler Astoria, Oregon

Myshkin and an ever-evolving crew of restless gamblers—string, horn, drum, key, and and wave players. Passions range from tango to electronica, folk-noir to gypsy-swing to modern classical to rocknroll. Literate & spooky. Myshkin mostly plays guitars. When warm, she sings like a shiver down your chakras. Like a heart breaking all wide open. Like one in utter control of uncontrollable things. ... more

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