The Saga of Mayflower May

by Marissa Nadler

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This is my second record, also originally put out by Eclipse Records on vinyl and cd. At the time, I had lost my mind a bit and wrote this record while working as an art teacher in Harlem. My first real breakup spawned most of the songs on this record. It was recorded by Brian McTear and Amy Morrissey at Miner St. I credit this record as my introduction into singing harmony vocals, as my first ever harmony appears on "My Little Lark" and "Mr John Lee."

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released 31 January 2005

Marissa Nadler
All guitar, vocals, 12 string guitar, background vocals

Brian McTear
Hammond organ on "Mr. John Lee", "Yellow Lights" and "My Little Lark"

Nick Castro
Tin whistle on "The Little Famous Song", piano on "Old Love Haunts Me in the Morning"

All songs written by Marissa Nadler
Production credits

Recorded at Miner Street / Cycle Sound Studios, Philadelphia, PA. December 2004
Recorded, mixed and produced by Brian McTear and Amy Morrissey
Mastered by Paul Hammond and Paul Sinclair at Fat City, Blue Bell, PA.

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Track Name: Under an old umbrella
Under an old Umbrella:

Say hello to the sea or to the holy water
Say hello to the sea under the skies of azure.
I met him yesterday under my old umbrella.
And I met him yesterday under the skies of azure.

And torquoise was the color of his eyes,
and bitter wine the color of my high

He was tall, gracefully, he held my empty fingers
He was tall, gracefully, he filled my cold hard body
And I met him yesterday under the skies of azure
And I met him yesterday under my old umbrella

And torquoise was the color of his eyes,
and bitter wine the color of my high
Track Name: The Little Famous Song
Will you play your famous song
your little song, your lovely song?
Will you play your famous song
for me?

I loved all the things he saw
the little warbirds in the dark
I loved the things he saw
the ways in which the water falled

ooh ooh ooh

Will you your famous song
your little song, your lovely song?
Will you play your famous song
for me?

I loved all the things you saw
your little warbirds in the dark
I loved all the things you saw
the ways in which your water fall

ooh ooh
Track Name: Damsels in the Dark
Photographs of your face, against the wind, against the rain. I'm gonna burn them all and bury your name.

All your damsels in the dark and seashell branches in the park I'm gonna burn them all and bury your name.

Photographs of your face, against the wind, against the rain. I'm gonna burn them all and bury your name.
Track Name: Lily, Henry, and the Willow Trees
Lily was a maiden in the castle sea,
they found her in the forest,
where the wild willows be.
Lily was a maiden in the castle sea,
they found her in the forest,
where the wild willows be.
Singing "Don't plead me no! For I will seize you in the snow."
Singing "Don't plead me no! For I will seize you in the snow."

Henry first saw Lillian, girl of colored hair,
sitting by the river with the willows in her hair.
Lily hummed a tune he knew, a shanty from the sea,
he seized her by her little waist against the willow tree.

Singing, "Fare thee oh well, where you gone no one can tell."
Singing, "Fare thee oh well, where you gone no one can tell."

Oh you are worth a million silver pennies, Henry said to Lillian. Oh you a worth a million silver pennies, Henry said to Lillian.
Track Name: Yellow Lights
Yellow Lights:

Yellow lights are free and climbing,
up the sad old gray behind me.
Can you help her walk away again?
Blue the color of the water,
Mary and her devil daughter,
drinking rubies in the rain again.

Oh oh oh Mary, don't you die
Oh oh oh Mary, don't you die
'Cause of the color of her eyes!

Green the color of the grasses,
Mary and her new blue lassies,
come a riding in the fall with me.
Gray the shades of all nights past me,
Red the blood inside the old tree,
come a riding in the fall with me!

Oh oh oh Mary, don't you die
Oh oh oh Mary, don't you die
'Cause of the color of her eyes.
Track Name: Old love haunts me in the morning
Old love haunts me in the morning,
Old love haunts me in the evening,
and the remnants of pictures come alive.
I told you that I loved you,
by the lake with the summer done.
Come all your careless wanderers,
by the lake with the days of rum.

When I first saw you in the sunshine,
with the speckles and flecks in your eyes.
When I first saw you in the moonlight,
It is true that I thought that I might die.

I told you that I loved you,
By the lake with the summer done.
Come all your careless wanderers,
by the lake with the days of rum.
Track Name: My Little Lark
Sooner or later,
I will see you or something,
oh we talked in the night
to the sound of a broken swing

In the beginning
stars I would fancy
and we'd rock in the night
to the sound of the surf crashing

Further and further are you growing now
further and further is the spark
further and further are you growing now
further and further My Little Lark

Ode to my sweet one,
and the days of the long run,
and the frolicking among the fields of green and blue,
where did you fly to little blue?

Sooner or later,
I'll be seeing you
in all the markings on the wall
sooner or later,
will you come to me
incarnate in the body of a willow tree

where did you fly to little blue?
Track Name: In the time of the lorry low
Driving to your home again,
forgive me to the rain.
It's true that I willed and wished for you,
each night upon my bed.
Driving down your road again,
a winding road of green,
your face a distant memory,
an autumn leaf in spring.

'Twas a long time ago, in the time of the lorry low,
'Twas a long time ago, was a claw in the days of old.

Following the signs of you, as sparrows flock around,
I will always drink to you, when entering this town
Grievous angels laugh at you for leaving me to be,
I see your face in every blue-ish sky and road and sea

'Twas a long time, in the time of the lorry low
'Twas a long time, was a claw in the days of old
Track Name: Calico
Take her to the river, call her a river child.
Take her to the forest, call her a little wild.
Sell her to the gypsy for a jar of metal coins.
Take her to the mountain
and thrust yourself into her loins.

Calico, Calico, Calico, for her lips are white as snow.

She moved to the mountains,
with a box of chisels sharp.
She moved to the highlands,
with a box of books so dark.

I knew her, in the city,
She and I would dance the night,
drink the wine of dripping berries,
toast the moon and count the lights.

Calico, Calico, Calico, for her skin is soft as snow

Take her to the river, call her a river child
Take her, to the forest, call her a little wild.
Track Name: Horses and their Kin
Every night without a light or brightly shining love,
silver trees and darkened leaves dot the sky above.
As the yellow moon to the darkest night,
it turns to a raging fire,
the road it thins and the darkness spins
to the voices in the choir.

I dream of horses and their kin,
against a lovely night.
I dream of sand and sky and sin,
against the pale moonlight.

And everyone that feels at all,
has got something to say.
About the wayward sovereign ways,
of every wild day.