Only the birds roam the streets now
Silence the stranger reigns
Nothing to be got or gained
Only but shadow work waits
Nothing to be got or gained
As we behold the parade
On our ghostly terrain
Where we once stood
Where we once stood
I’ve never been to the precipice
And nor have you
What is it to bathe in an eerie bliss
What is the darkest depths of the blue
That you’ve ever seen
Only in Eden could it grow this green
But if we are to trade in truth
To be alone
Is to be alone with you
When the Yule season rolls around, I am hopeful that some thoughtful souls will silence the all-too-commonplace holiday jingle-jangle in the room and allow sufficient space and stillness to play — and •listen• to — this most etherial take on a classic German carol. Philip David Morgan
One of my favorite albums ever and I listen to it all the time, every song is beautifully made and I admire the songwriting. Way Up on the Mountain wrenches my heart in the best possible way, the blending and passion of these singers is something genuinely special. feathered_fingernail
From harpist Sarah Pagé comes an album that feels like a fairy tale, full of mystic beauty and gentle, fluttering melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 1, 2023