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  1. Blood Moon Rising

From the album From The Fringes

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lyrics & music: Peter Panyon & John H. Taylor
copyright 2014




Bonnie Eyler: vocal
Joe Heutte: vocal
Jonathan Hudson: violin
Peter Panyon: 12-string guitar, telecaster; percussion
Edward Graham: bass

Lyrics

Watch from the edge of the Earth -- far over the water
The wind and the moon and the fire dancing so free
Hear the tide whisper the warning -- the words of the fisherman's daughter
Our blood is the ocean, we live and we die with the sea
Our blood is the ocean, we live and we die with the sea

Wind from the south, fire on the water
Like an eye of the Devil, a blood moon rises
Climbing high into the hazy sky above Lake Pontchartrain
I heard it from the mouth of the vampire's daughter
Trouble's gonna linger for a good long spell
All the way from here to hell and back again

Truth unspoken, the seal is broken, blood moon rising
Stars are falling above New Orleans
Blood moon rising

Danger in the air, danger in the water
Spyboy searching for a secret plan
Skeleton crew trying to lend a hand for you and me
I heard it from the mouth of heaven's own daughter
We sail uncertain seas
Where redemption is rarely easy and never free

Truth unspoken, the seal is broken, blood moon rising
Stars are falling above New Orleans
Blood moon rising

Hear at the edge of the sea -- blues over the water
The wind and the moon and the fire
Cold harmony
Echoes from Earth to the sky
The song of the fisherman's daughter
Born of the ocean, we live and we die with the sea
We are born of the ocean, we live and we die with the sea

In the name of the sky, in the name of the water
In the name of you and i, in the name of blood
In the name of God, in the name of love
We'll find a way
I heard it from the mouth of St. John's daughter
We will laugh at the Devil as we bid farewell
Sailing back from the fires of hell
We'll know the way

Truth unspoken, the seal is broken, blood moon rising
Stars are falling above New Orleans
Blood moon rising

Wind from the south, fire on the water
Like an eye of the Devil, a blood moon rises
Climbing high into the hazy sky above Lake Pontchartrain
I heard it from the mouth of the fisherman's daughter
Trouble's gonna linger for a good long spell
All the way from here to hell and back again
All the way
All the way back again