Music
- Molly Tuttle - Take The Journey
- Lord Huron - Way Out There
- Kopa - Things Change
- Hallatar - The Raven's Song
- Morcheeba - Never An Easy Way
- Gillian Welch - Tear My Stillhouse Down
- Rhiannon Giddens & Francesco Turrisi - Spiritual
- Gospel Whiskey Runners - Muddy Waters
- The Controls - You'll Hide
- Kyla La Grange - Cut Your Teeth (Kygo Remix)
- Mandolin Orange - Golden Embers
- Laura Stevenson Christmann - Just Beyond My Reach
- Trees Of Eternity - Sinking Ships
Poetry / Spoken Word from SV
Stealing Victories - The Raven
The raven fluttered into view
Cut through the rain with grace
She perched on a branch in springtime
Reminded me that I love this place
When did you last hear birdsong
In a spiritual way, and what did it say
When did you last look within you
And what did you hear on that day
The raven sang songs of nature's truth
So I followed into the sky without fear
I let the elements transform me
As I flew through the atmosphere
So always listen out for the birdsong
As good souls appear from the mist
The raven whispers on the cold wind
And the storyteller's visions persist
Stealing Victories - 9 Foxes
I went back to the place I knew best. Entered the darkness, remembering my way to the waterside.
The heavy moon poured light from the star laden sky. I emerged from the thick copse to be bathed in the calming white of her rays.
My eye was drawn to the glint of the moons' light, touching the tops of the ripples in the water, made brighter still by the surrounding darkness.
Shimmering, like magic.
It was cold, perfectly cold, and the air was fresh and open, the kind of night the veil stays so thin into the night and you can almost see just by feeling. When you can feel the serene and endless expanse of the universe. An overwhelming sense of purity and clarity.
Nothing, and everything.
Whispering incantations into the night. The flicker, the burn, the touch, the slight movement of air on the trees and the gentle lapping of water on the bank.
Then, it was done.
I returned to the real through trees and fields, passing streams and reeds along the lakeside. I knew then, I felt it. I was strangely comforted by its sadness.
Peaceful sleep, first for an age.
I woke before dawn clutching a vision. A message so clear it could never be dream.
Weeks passed, the foxs' eyes caught mine and stared into my soul. Then it was gone, in an instant hidden.
The vision was realised.
Other Contributors / Samples
- Keshav Bhatt - Nature Speech - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qlpyeu-B9i8
- Ramshackle Rhymester - The Call Of The Wild - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9_-2nIDixQ
- Charlotte Mew - In The Fields - https://www.thereader.org.uk/featured-poem-in-the-fieldscharlotte- mew/
- Jack Killion From Midnight Caller
- Various nature themed samples
