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Fireside

from CelloWoman by Mudsong

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The tales worth telling over a long winter’s eve are those that tempt us to curl at their gnarled, hobbity feet. Again and over and back around, we’ll ball up at each hearthfire, each heartfire, they burn up as sound. This tale is one that has such a power, over me and maybe more. Turn this first page to see what’s in store.

We find our heroine at the cusp of her quest, invited into the heart of her life with this dear friend’s request.

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Come inside, the fire’s nigh. 
Raise your feet then rest your eyes.
Dream into that better day.
Let your soul come find its weight.

You’re the first to find your way, into a song for your age. I’m used to knowing your story whole from the young who come and go. 

The weight you bear, you know it’s name; it whispers loud inside your pain. Split in two or maybe more, you live your life behind closed doors.

Take this smudge, inhale it’s sting. Let it bring you back to being. Pray it descends, a veil of peace, so you can weep out your relief. 

This weight you bear, it’s chosen you, a cross of flesh to burden you. What pierced your soul so long ago, it's wrapped around your skin and bones.

Unspoken love I hope to hold in empty hands shaped like a bowl. I can't give to you, what you won't receive. I hope you'll drink up what you need.

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from CelloWoman, released June 5, 2021

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Mudsong Bemidji, Minnesota

Mudsong crafts stories that give voice to our breaking human hearts. Thomas King said, “The truth about stories is that’s all we are."  The truth about Mudsong is songstories are all we are. Original stories. Soulful songs. Crafted from the sloppy mess of life? That's what we do. Our evenings open on the hearthfire of the bass guitar, shimmy through the saxophone, and linger over heart and soul. ... more

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