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  • Music:
There is a HUGE* thunder storm happening. I was just standing on the porch letting my hair dance. Because of turning my big music mix on, I have had tears of one sort or another running down my face all day.

I just had this come up - I am lucky to have an mp3 of Dave and Tracy performing this live at a festival, because though I got to hear them sing it quite a few times, Dave left us before it was recorded

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Bodn and Son are the 2 cups which contain the mead of Odin's poetry.
The words mean "offering" and "expiation". This is poetry straight from god, for you.


MOTHER, I CLIMBED Dave Carter

On tomorrow's painted wagon, in a yester-dreamin' day
I rode to Heaven never thinkin' I'd be back this way
Now I'm standin' at your doorstep with my halo turnin' gray
Open up your gate, Mariana

Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I sought the chosen people
But I found no one to comfort me
Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I climbed the highest steeple
I found nothing to believe

When they called my faults against the wall, I took my place in line
And I put my trust in priestly men to break the ties that bind
But their straight and narrow highway's just a row of billboard signs
Open up your gate, Mariana

Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I sang the sacred Psalter
But no savior came to comfort me
Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
I went naked to the altar
I found nothing to believe

So I set my feet to walkin' from the sidewalks to the sand
In search of any saint or sage who knew the master plan
And I wandered every backroad in that broken promised land
Open up your gate, Mariana

Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I kept the plain and simple
But no shepherd came to comfort me
Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
I stood shiverin' in the temple
I found nothing to believe

As lightnin' burns these bridges under, smoke will surely rise
And the fables of my innocence blow lazy through the skies
When timeless truths reveal themselves as little more than lies
Open up your gate, Mariana

Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I razed the tainted chapel
But no angel came to comfort me
Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I stormed the Tower of Babel
I found nothing to believe

So sticks and stones may break this body, words might wound my soul
And phantom visions fly me where the faithful fear to go
But when my story's over and the sun is sinkin' low
Open up your gate, Mariana

Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother the years pass out of countin'
But no prophet comes to comfort me
Lay me down in the dark womb of your love
Mother I climbed the holy mountain
I found nothing to believe
Mother I climbed the holy mountain
I found nothing to believe
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