April

[Intro]
[Bright acoustic guitar, harmonica]
[Female vocal, hopeful, fresh]
The frost breaks open under April's hand
Green shoots pushing through the thawing land (pushing through)
Something waking in the warming air
Calling us to shake off winter's prayer (shake it off)
[Verse 1 - Female]
[Pedal steel enters, building drums]
I found him laughing in the budding trees
Leaves unfurling wild and finally free (finally free)
Green Man rising from his winter bed
Crown of flowers blooming round his head (he's awake now)
Spring equinox, the light wins over dark
Beltane fires coming, watch him strike the spark (strike the spark)
My mother said that hope returns this way
First you have to trust the frozen clay (trust it)
[Verse 2 - Male falsetto, upbeat]
[Full band, electric guitar strums]
I walked the meadows where my sister played
She said the earth remembers being saved (remembers hope)
Every April proves that death's not final
Just a pause before the next revival (comes alive)
Shadow figure made of bud and bloom
Dancing in the orchard, chasing winter's gloom (chase it out)
Jung would call him archetype of hope
The part of us that learns how to cope (learns to grow)
[Pre-Chorus - Both]
[Building harmonies, energetic]
We're standing in the doorway now (step on through)
April greens and blooming vows (blooming bright)
The life that breaks the frozen ground somehow (breaking through)
Can you feel him reaching out? (reaching up)
[Chorus - Both, harmonized, triumphant]
[Full production, key change preparation]
He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking)
Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies)
Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun)
Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day)
We're the children of the breaking ground (breaking free)
Neither ancient ritual nor the now (what are we?)
He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home)
April awakening, the in-between (so alive)
[Verse 3 - Female, storytelling]
[Return to folk intimacy, then building]
My grandmother planted seeds each spring
Said they held the promise everything (everything)
Celtic tales of May Queen meeting him
Sacred union where new life begins (life begins)
Modern life forgot that joy takes work
Pushing through the dirt where wild things lurk (push on through)
But renewal asks us first to try
Break the shell, emerge, and learn to fly (learn to fly)
[Verse 4 - Male falsetto, celebratory]
[Electric guitar layers, drums driving]
I'm teaching my son about the vernal turn
How the Green Man shows us what we earn (what we earn)
Not through buying plastic garden gnomes
But planting something real that finds its home (finds its place)
Of honoring the work of coming back
After we've been broken, lost the track (lost our way)
Green Man doesn't promise perfect ease
Just that growth emerges by degrees (one degree)
[Pre-Chorus - Both]
[Harmonies soaring, building to key change]
We're standing in the doorway now (step on through)
April greens and blooming vows (sacred vows)
The life that breaks the frozen ground somehow (life breaks through)
Can you feel him reaching out? (reaching up!)
[Chorus - Both, KEY CHANGE to A major]
[Huge production, triumphant]
He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking)
Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies)
Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun)
Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day)
We're the children of the breaking ground (we're breaking free)
Neither ancient ritual nor the now (caught between)
He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home)
April awakening, the in-between (alive, alive)
[Bridge - Building, anthemic]
[Hand percussion, group vocals]
[Both, sung powerfully]
In the architecture of rebirth, he stands (he stands tall)
Foliate crown upon his greening hands (greening hands)
Not just symbol, but the actual thing (actual life)
The archetype of hope that makes us sing (makes us sing)
[Group vocals building]
To let the frozen break beneath our feet (break it free)
To trust, to rise, to finally feel complete (feel complete!)
[Final Chorus - Both, huge climax]
[All instruments, layered harmonies]
He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking)
Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies)
Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun)
Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day)
We're the children of the breaking ground (we're breaking free)
Neither ancient ritual nor the now (we're alive now)
He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home)
April awakening, the in-between (so alive, alive)
[Outro]
[Harmonica, acoustic guitar fading to joy]
[Female, bright]
The frost breaks open under April's hand (opening wide)
[Male, harmonizing]
The seasons turn, they grow, they understand (understand)
[Both, together, triumphant]
Something waking in the warming air (waking now)
April awakening everywhere (everywhere!)
[Harmonica flourish, fade on major chord]
[End]

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[Intro] [Bright acoustic guitar, harmonica] [Female vocal, hopeful, fresh] The frost breaks open under April's hand Green shoots pushing through the thawing land (pushing through) Something waking in the warming air Calling us to shake off winter's prayer (shake it off) [Verse 1 - Female] [Pedal steel enters, building drums] I found him laughing in the budding trees Leaves unfurling wild and finally free (finally free) Green Man rising from his winter bed Crown of flowers blooming round his head (he's awake now) Spring equinox, the light wins over dark Beltane fires coming, watch him strike the spark (strike the spark) My mother said that hope returns this way First you have to trust the frozen clay (trust it) [Verse 2 - Male falsetto, upbeat] [Full band, electric guitar strums] I walked the meadows where my sister played She said the earth remembers being saved (remembers hope) Every April proves that death's not final Just a pause before the next revival (comes alive) Shadow figure made of bud and bloom Dancing in the orchard, chasing winter's gloom (chase it out) Jung would call him archetype of hope The part of us that learns how to cope (learns to grow) [Pre-Chorus - Both] [Building harmonies, energetic] We're standing in the doorway now (step on through) April greens and blooming vows (blooming bright) The life that breaks the frozen ground somehow (breaking through) Can you feel him reaching out? (reaching up) [Chorus - Both, harmonized, triumphant] [Full production, key change preparation] He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking) Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies) Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun) Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day) We're the children of the breaking ground (breaking free) Neither ancient ritual nor the now (what are we?) He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home) April awakening, the in-between (so alive) [Verse 3 - Female, storytelling] [Return to folk intimacy, then building] My grandmother planted seeds each spring Said they held the promise everything (everything) Celtic tales of May Queen meeting him Sacred union where new life begins (life begins) Modern life forgot that joy takes work Pushing through the dirt where wild things lurk (push on through) But renewal asks us first to try Break the shell, emerge, and learn to fly (learn to fly) [Verse 4 - Male falsetto, celebratory] [Electric guitar layers, drums driving] I'm teaching my son about the vernal turn How the Green Man shows us what we earn (what we earn) Not through buying plastic garden gnomes But planting something real that finds its home (finds its place) Of honoring the work of coming back After we've been broken, lost the track (lost our way) Green Man doesn't promise perfect ease Just that growth emerges by degrees (one degree) [Pre-Chorus - Both] [Harmonies soaring, building to key change] We're standing in the doorway now (step on through) April greens and blooming vows (sacred vows) The life that breaks the frozen ground somehow (life breaks through) Can you feel him reaching out? (reaching up!) [Chorus - Both, KEY CHANGE to A major] [Huge production, triumphant] He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking) Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies) Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun) Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day) We're the children of the breaking ground (we're breaking free) Neither ancient ritual nor the now (caught between) He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home) April awakening, the in-between (alive, alive) [Bridge - Building, anthemic] [Hand percussion, group vocals] [Both, sung powerfully] In the architecture of rebirth, he stands (he stands tall) Foliate crown upon his greening hands (greening hands) Not just symbol, but the actual thing (actual life) The archetype of hope that makes us sing (makes us sing) [Group vocals building] To let the frozen break beneath our feet (break it free) To trust, to rise, to finally feel complete (feel complete!) [Final Chorus - Both, huge climax] [All instruments, layered harmonies] He's the awakening in April skies (waking, waking) Teaching us that winter always dies (always dies) Seventy-seven denim jacket light (warming sun) Shedding layers in the golden light (golden day) We're the children of the breaking ground (we're breaking free) Neither ancient ritual nor the now (we're alive now) He's calling from the bud and green (calling us home) April awakening, the in-between (so alive, alive) [Outro] [Harmonica, acoustic guitar fading to joy] [Female, bright] The frost breaks open under April's hand (opening wide) [Male, harmonizing] The seasons turn, they grow, they understand (understand) [Both, together, triumphant] Something waking in the warming air (waking now) April awakening everywhere (everywhere!) [Harmonica flourish, fade on major chord] [End]

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