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Dedicated to John "Trollbeard" Linton and his watercolor and ink fantasies, and the most magical time when the sun is but a faintly glowing orb on the horizon.

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The sun drifts thru’ waking trees
The leaves fall, float on the breeze
As Trollbeard imbibes the gloam
a glinting of magic shown

The dancing satyrs in the sloping fields
The old gnome finds his purpose in the real reason that
branches shake the sun and
stars rejoin the earth when day is done

The night falls, the owls croon
Through summer and springtime moons
His beard grows like northern moss
His eyebrows a winter frost

The dancing satyrs in the sloping fields
The old gnome finds his purpose in the real reason that
branches shake the sun and
stars rejoin the earth when day is done

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from Sounds From the Parallel Present, released August 3, 2010
D-Frank: vocals, whistles, flex-a-tone
Nate Berg: guitar, bass, keys, vocals, percussion
Mike Baker: drums, percussion

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The LeBarons Los Angeles, California

Nate Berg, Daniel Frankeberger,
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