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Here are a couple of examples of Bill Staines lyrics that strike me as especially poetic.

From "Secret Garden":

Grasping at love is like holding a fistful of sand
The harder you squeeze, the less that you have in your hand

And the refrain from "Crossing the Water"

We are crossing the water our whole lives through
Making a passage that is straight and true
Every heart is a vessel, every dream is a light
Shining in the darkness of the blackest night

Jody called our attention to the Bill Staines concert last night, sponsored by the Green Apple Folk Music Society. We've listened enthusiastically to Bill's songs on "Simply Folk" for years ("Roseville Fair" has been a particular favorite), and then we heard him in concert last August at the Shawano Folk Music festival. Since then, we've put a bunch of his songs on our iPod and can't stop listening to them and singing along. So we knew we had to go!