More Beautiful and Sublime Than Before

by The Bluebird Orchestra

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released January 10, 2015

Donald Saaf, guitar, Vocals, Pump Organ, Banjo, Harmonica
Matthew Sharff, Standup bass, Vocals
Rick Contino, Pedal Steel, Vocals
Paul Mctaggart, Drums, Vocals
Special Guest, Anna Patton on Clarinet

Recorded by Pete Weiss at Verdant Studios

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The Bluebird Orchestra Brattleboro, Vermont

THE BLUEBIRD ORCHESTRA

Formed in 2010 and Born out of the Bluebird Marionette Theater from Southern Vermont,
The Bluebird Orchestra features Donald Saaf on vocals, guitar and pump organ,
Matthew Sharff on Standup bass, and a rotating group of friends.
Their original music explores the territory between Kurt Weill, Tom Waits and The Incredible String Band.
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Track Name: House Without Walls
HOUSE WITHOUT WALLS

The houses are built without walls
The flowers grow forty feet tall
The roof in a breeze lifts over the trees
Be careful watch out where it falls

O, WE’RE ALL IN THE DUMPS
FOR DIAMONDS ARE TRUMPS
THE KITTENS ARE GONE TO SAINT PAULS
THE BABIES ARE BIT, THE MOON’S IN A FIT
AND THE HOUSES ARE BUILT WITHOUT WALLS

The houses are built without walls
The king never knocks when he calls
The ducks and the geese go wherever they please
Through the kitchen library and halls

CHORUS

The old black dogs are barking
the noises fill the air
The angels they are harking
The devils say beware
The sun, the moon, the shining stars
All glitter when you speak
Their light is shining down
On the strong and the week
Track Name: The Pendulum of Memory
THE PENDULUM OF MEMORY

The pendulum of memory
Oscilates between the true and the false

WAS IT GREEN OR WAS IT BLUE?
WAS IT IMAGINED OR WAS IT TRUE?
WAS IT NEW OR WAS IT OLD?
WAS IT A SECRET OR WAS IT TOLD?

The hero or your youth was not a man to be trusted
The hero of your youth was idle, shiftless and going nowhere
No warrior, no lionhearted luminary him.

In all the attics and all the dark cellars
Underneath a shroud of dust
Photographs and old letters
Tell the story as it was.
Track Name: Lost in a Well Mapped Territory
LOST IN A WELL MAPPED TERRITORY

There is a map you cannot fold
It charts every river and every road
Every mountain and every stream
Every thought an every dream

The sky so vast, the sea so blue
A letter I once wrote to you
It has every spider and every fly
Every cloud up in the sky

They charted here the first and last
what came before-what will come to pass
They charted here the big and small
The microbes and the China wall

On some street corner in some town
You study the map and you look around
What street, what town, you do not know
The map won’t tell you where to go
Track Name: Tree
TREE

If it arises in your mind -
Feelings of desire and hate
Try to be silent for a while
Like a tree you must remain

And if you’re looking to complain
Or spoil another person’s name
Try to be silent for a while
Like a tree you must remain

YOUR ROOTS GO DOWN
WHILE THE WORLD WILL SPIN AROUND AND ROUND
MORE EASILY
YOUR TROUBLES LOOK SO SMALL
YOU WON’T NOTICE THEM AT ALL
IF YOU REMAIN LIKE A TREE

And when you yearn for admiration
honor, attention and fame
If you long for recognition
Like a tree you must remain

And when you’re filled with jealousy
It can only bring you pain
Clear the space inside your mind-
Like a tree you must remain

Look at yourself from every side
Get those thoughts out of your brain
Clear the space inside your mind
Like a tree you must remain
Track Name: A Man of his Day
A MAN OF HIS DAY

Sir Richard francis Burton was a man of his day
Blazing across the empire with a sword in his hand
Searching for the source of the Nile
And swimming through the ocean of story

While he was away, Isabelle stayed and prayed
And kept her ankles covered
Richard, well armed, unshaven,
Visited opium dens
And boys in the brothels

AND HE NEVER STAYED HOME LONG ENOUGH
TO SEE THE ENGLISH ROSES GROW
NOR DID HE EVER SEVER A MAN’S HEAD
WITH JUST ONE BLOW

Sir Richard Francis Burton was a man of his day
A cloven hooved explorer larger than life
Always speaking the native tongue
And always always always finding the right word
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Sir Richard francis Burton was a man of his day
Blazing across the empire with a sword in his hand
His body lies housed in a Bedouin tent
There’s still debate where his spirit went
Track Name: From India to Planet Mars
FROM INDIA TO PLANET MARS

This ball of blue called the planet earth
Is but a distant glowing sphere
Through space and time and the universe
We have traveled here

FROM INDIA TO PLANET MARS
I WILL FOLLOW YOU!

When you were just a little girl
You opened up a secret door
To a place with no maps or charts
That never had been explored

CHORUS

Half of life in a waking state
We see and hear and feel
Half of life we live in a dream
Who can say which is real?

CHORUS
Track Name: All Things Fall Apart
ALL THINGS FALL APART

Go enjoy yourself and recall it comes to nothing
One man had a garden - planted trees of every kind of fruit
Near a pool of water to water the trees he grew
And they all grew taller and bore him many fruit

BUT I KNOW HOW IT GOES
IF YOU’RE RICH OR IF YOU’RE POOR IT’S ALL THE SAME
I KNOW HOW IT GOES
ALL THINGS FALL APART

Go enjoy yourself and recall it comes to nothing
One man lived alone- squandered every penny that was ever given to him
He lay in a pool of water to drown the sorrow he knew
Then he swopped his breathing and away his spirit flew

CHORUS

One man had a garden -planted trees of every fruit
Servants waited upon him
All the earth and tree bowed down on their knees before him
He lay in a bed of flowers -looked up at the sky so blue
Then he stopped his breathing and away his spirit flew

CHORUS
Track Name: More Beautiful and Sublime
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME

Hark through the darkest night
Sounds come a winging
Lo tis the queen of light
woefully singing
woefully singing her sorrowful song
Her eyes had disappeared-her light was gone

BUT IT RETURNED! IT CAME BACK!
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME THAN BEFORE
THE TREES TOO AND THE SKY CAME BACK
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME THAN BEFORE

AND THE SPARKLING MEDITERRANEAN
AND THE PEOPLE SHE KNEW NOTICED SOMETHING HAD CHANGED
SHE LOOKED INTO HER NEW EYES
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME THAN BEFORE

Nearing the end of year darkness is falling
All of the trees are bare and winter is calling
Winter is calling and simmer is gone
Somewhere beneath the snow it lingers on

When death is drawing near and life is retreating
There’s no sense to run in fear from that final meeting
There’s no sense to run in fear from that final song
O don’t you know-
It won’t be long

MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME!
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME!
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME!
MORE BEAUTIFUL AND SUBLIME!