All the Roads that Lead Us Home

by Gaelynn Lea

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released November 1, 2015

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Gaelynn Lea Duluth, Minnesota

Gaelynn Lea is a violinist and songwriter from Duluth, MN. She plays a mix of traditional and original tunes on her violin, which is layered using a live-looping pedal.

She also performs alongside Alan Sparhawk in the atmospheric alternative duo The Murder of Crows.
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Track Name: Let It Go
When the smoke clears, when the dust settles
Where do you go? Who do you know?
When the damage is done, and it blots out the sun
To whom do you run, to whom do run?

Let yourself let it go
The urge to have, the need to know
Stay awake through the flow
And let yourself let it go

You carry these wounds deep in your chest
Too hard to release and lay them to rest
When the bitterness creeps in, how do you keep it
Under control, from robbing your soul?

Let yourself let it go
The urge to have, the need to know
Stay awake through the flow
And let yourself let it go
Track Name: Red Rocking Chair
I ain't got no use
I ain't got no use
For your red rocking chair
I ain't got no sugar baby now
I ain't got no honey baby now

And it's who'll rock the cradle
Who'll sing this song
And who will be your honey when I'm gone
And who will be your honey when I'm gone

Oh I'll rock this cradle
I'll sing this song
And I will rock the cradle when you're gone
Yes I will rock the cradle when you're gone

I laid her in the shade
I gave her every dime I made
What more could a poor boy do?
What more could a poor boy do?

I've done all I can do
I've said all I can say
I'll sing it you to your momma next payday
I'll sing it you to your momma next payday

Some old rounder came along
He took my sugar baby and he's gone
No I don't got no honey baby now
I ain't got no sugar baby now

I ain't got no use
I ain't got no use
For your red rocking chair
I ain't got no sugar baby now
I ain't got no honey baby now