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GOODE OLDE BEOWULF

Everyday is just the same
But now its not Its getting grey
Every night is cold and black
Unless its not because its day

Dreaming of the sun and moon
Like in the North so far away
Nothing stays the same here anyway

Back and forth, beside myself, I tell myself, pretend to sleep.
Did you hear the crashing sounds, the wild hound, from mires deep?
Did you fear the giant's stare? The ghastly glare of Grendle's eye?
Warriors fail, the strong men wail, to feel the bite, then turning pale.

Everything is different now
Like waking up from dreams in day
Everyone seems older now
Memories that start to fade

Dreaming of the Earth and Mars
They line up with the Moon today
Nothing's really new here anyway

Warriors fail, the strong men wail to feel the bite, then turning pale
Deadly sin to keep us in, the deadly grip of devil’s claws
Have you seen the burning trails, as big as whales as red as blood?
All have fled, a coming dread an endless night of appetite

Now a hero enters in, and with a might, we’ve never seen
And he won't need the spear or shield
The monster yields unto his hands

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from Where The Whales Go To Die, released April 28, 2015
music by Enya Preston, Marjie Preston
lyrics by Marjie Preston

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Tacky Little Hatshop fuses manic keyboard, acoustic guitar, and jungle drums to create a strange yet comforting blend of space folk (think Feist meets Tom Waits).

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