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            <title>Black Falcon and the Forest Spirit</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[<form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post" enctype="application/x-www-form-urlencoded"><input name="cmd" type="hidden" value="_s-xclick" /> <input name="hosted_button_id" type="hidden" value="4ZU4ZEWASZUCA" />&nbsp;<em>&nbsp;</em></form><form action="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr" method="post" enctype="application/x-www-form-urlencoded"><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><em><br /></em></span></strong></span></form><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br /></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><img src="http://www.alwoodsisters.com/images/outsidestudio.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="288" /></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;">Alwood Sisters recorded <em>'Black Falcon and the Forest Spirit'</em> at <a href="http://www.johnschwabrecording.com/fr_home.cfm">John Schwab Studios</a> and <a href="http://www.sonicloungestudios.com/Site/Sonic_Lounge_Studios.html">Sonic Lounge </a>with the one and only Joe Viers.&nbsp; We spent five twelve-hour days laying down the basic tracks.&nbsp; At the time, Meagan was living in New York and flew in for the sessions.&nbsp; Joining us were Jovan and Milan Karcic, Chris Forbes, our uncle Mike Shoaf, and Joshua Housh who flew in from California.&nbsp; The experience was magical and spawned what Alwood Sisters are today.<br />Here's to making music and living life creating with other people.&nbsp; We hope to have many more records to come!<br /></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><em>song lyrics are as follows:</em></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><img src="http://www.alwoodsisters.com/images/a_minside_cropped.jpg" alt="" width="527" height="398" /><br /></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br /><br />Summer Winds</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Until the summer winds cool your head<br />I'm gone for long, but not for dead<br />You know I love you, but I must go<br />Gone for long, but not for dead</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Our Time</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />You don't&nbsp; know which way to go<br />You're so sorry and I know<br />but it's our time, not yours, not mine<br />I've been left here in the dust<br />I bruised a cheek, you called it off<br />In our high time, it's yours, it's mine<br />With all the angels looking down<br />you'll be King, I'll wear the crown<br />Because it's our time just to learn how to find<br />our high time, it's yours, it's mine</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Get up Get out</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />I want you to get up (get out)<br />Get it out, pull it through your mouth<br />Mix up your moves<br />It's about getting by<br />or better yet, liking it<br />Get out, find a face<br />Ask how, ask for<br />Wash up, shake it off<br />start again, oh yeah<br />Or better yet, start over<br />Get up, Get out<br />It's got to be you<br />You're waiting for somebody to<br />come over and save you, but it's you<br />I want you to get up<br />Get it out, pull it through your mouth<br />Tell your friends, it's a lie<br />It's about getting by<br />or better yet, liking it<br />or better yet, start over</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Hold On</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />I'll be around the corner, wait for me<br />then hold me, hold onto me<br />I can't wait forever for you babe<br />it's too long, long<br />Everything is in its right place<br />I know, I've seen your face<br />I'm so tired of waiting for so long<br />It's too long, Oh God<br />I've waited so long</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />The Shore</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />I fell in love with a man<br />he don't care for me<br />The day I met him, I was bored<br />he took me down to the shore<br />All of the crabs in the sea<br />seemed to smile at me<br />We fed on seaweed and sand<br />on a blanket under the moon<br />He dug a whole in the Earth<br />and placed me deep in the well<br />All of the salt in the sea<br />seemed to polish me<br />Here I was meant to be<br />and finally, I'm free</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><img src="http://www.alwoodsisters.com/images/boardtape2_resized_cropped.jpg" alt="" width="758" height="251" /><br /></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br /><br />Water</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />I once lived beneath the surface of the ocean<br />where I am now in this female form<br />I remember never a thirst in my throat<br />where I beg for water to satisfy<br />Well you know we never spoke, no need to<br />because you know we didn't mind<br />we knew our place<br />and you know I didn't mind<br />I knew my place below<br />Absent were any opposed to our world<br />and all its blues<br />We weren't sad</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Perfect Day</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />You wake, you move, you talk we look<br />A queen among the common<br />A nod, a wink, your smile a smirk<br />it serves to make the perfect day<br />We stand, We stare<br />A wave, a scent, a presence<br />lingers in your shadow<br />Eye and eye this meeting<br />serves to make the perfect day<br />We stand, We stare<br />&nbsp;<br /><em>in memory of Noel Sayre</em></span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br /><br />Attila</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />As the clouds have broken open I see the sky<br />Something tells me my life isn't over<br />Just when I've died, I see your face<br />This time is not like the others<br />Dear Attila<br />Light the fire, I'll be there for night fall<br />And please stay this time<br />Attila</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Two for One</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />I thought I'd wait<br />I guess, I'll wait<br />I'll fall, crumble to the ground<br />this time it's for you, it's for me<br />Two for one, one for all<br />My heart, it begs to know you bleed<br />just for me when I know you can't see where you are<br />in this life, here with me, or with you<br />So I thought I'd wait<br />I'll bite my tongue<br />And we'll see where our lives need to be<br />will it lead, back to you, back to me<br />God set us free</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><br />Like the Rest of Us</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />The moment we're here with our motives clear<br />It's a dirty game<br />Bind the hands of fate<br />Call it as you will, like the rest of us do<br />It's easy to say that the choice was made by your demons<br />when it's the hand of good<br />moving you toward love, like the rest of us<br />moving on toward love</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family: helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #000000;"><strong><span style="font-family: courier new,courier,monospace;"><img src="http://www.alwoodsisters.com/images/joebob.jpg" alt="" width="650" height="433" /></span></strong></span><br /></span></p>]]></description>
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