Lyrics:
In us something growls—no plea, just sign;
Dress shoes full of forest sand—ready on the line.
On paths where memory powders down to dust,
Too soon departed; breath turns slow and hushed.
Family, tradition—half-bowed in the rite;
I lift a little pebble—same longing, tight.
My polished soles scrape hard along time’s flint;
We cling to leaves that whisper in the…

Wind over us, wind on the face,
Wind—wind—our hearts grow soft and light.

(2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

No grave—only ash that travels, lets go in the wind;
Learn to bear what will not fall—be patient, kind.
Small stones in my palm—mute language, broken band;
We honor without signs—the breathing no-man’s land.
Between the ribs a hollow bell is spanned;
It rings for all we carry like a handful of sand.

[Chorus] (2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

She stands—a young widow—still in the square;
Her voice cuts through manners—pain’s the only prayer.
Relics I call pebbles—steam and moss for heat;
Too-early leaving cuts the hand; time ticks in linen sheet.

I weigh the stones—can weight restore his place?
I whisper, “Where’s his grave?”—too hurried a chase.
He sighs, “Only ash—no granite, no stone.”
Our shoulders drop; the silence walks alone.
“Ash,” he repeats—like air above the sea;
I nod, let go, and trace the edge more free.
Names rise like grains; what’s near fits in the hand—
Enough for those who stay to understand.

(2x)
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.
Wind over us, wind on the face;
Wind through this place—our hearts grow soft and light.

Hearts Soft and Light

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Titled in reference to a Kurt Vonnegut poem, Nice, Nice, Very Nice was recorded in Toronto in fall 2008 under the creative eye of producer John Critchley (Elliott Brood, 13 Engines). Dropping in to add their talents were such folks Justin Rutledge, Veda Hille, Mark Berube and members of Elliott Brood, Said The Whale, Hidden Cameras, Major Maker and Small Sins.

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Written by Maria Maita-Keppeler
Engineered by Bart Budwig at The Ok Theatre in Enterprise, Oregon, and Matthew Zeltzer at Room 13 in Portland, Oregon
Produced by Maria Maita-Keppeler & Matthew Zeltzer
Mixed by John Askew at Scenic Burrows
Mastered by JJ Golden at Golden Mastering

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