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Hang my coat, hang my coat on the door, on the door
Let the ice and snow from angry winds collect upon the floor
Long the road, long the road, journeyed home, journeyed home
And though sunny shores may call my name
They won’t see my shadow no more

Leave my boots, leave my boots on the floor, on the floor
Let those vile and cruel winds hammer down and founder at the door
Fill this hall, fill this hall by the morn, by the morn
And those blue blue waves and lonely nights
They won’t be my lot no more

And though the winding, summer paths they call
There’s not but trial and pain and cold for you out there in the snow
So turn away and open the vault again
And we’ll tell of all the things we’ve been
‘Till the fire of summer’s sign will rise again

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from Songs to Set These Hills on Fire, released April 17, 2014

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Quiet in the Land Kitchener, Ontario

Quiet in the Land weaves together Appalachian, Maritime, and Americana traditions to create original contemporary folk music. Guitarist and mandolinist Dan Root and fiddler Laura Enns blend thoughtful lyrics and warm harmonies with spirited instrumental arrangements to compose songs that celebrate community music-making, everyday spirituality, and lives tied to the land. ... more

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