Canyon Creeping EP

by Yarrow Harvest

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released December 13, 2014

Much of the album was recorded in a vacant theatre in a small town in the Yukon.

Songs written and performed by Steve Disher, except for violin on tracks one and two, performed by Jeremy Sklad.

Additional recording and mixing done by David Disher.

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Yarrow Harvest Peterborough, Ontario

Yarrow Harvest is the freak folk act created by Stephen Robert Disher. Yarrow Harvest songs include banjo and vocals. They sometimes also include violin, piano, accordion, autoharp, and lots of percussion.

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Track Name: Canyon Creeping Part One
roamed far after the dawn sank and after the winds came roamed far and roamed away. cast out a line and wait until the dawn breaks the mornings wake. come this day.
Track Name: Canyon Creeping Part Two
voices so far away today came down from the canyon and came out straight away no room to roam farther no roaming room charged by the downpour the uproar the storm. came up with the storm surge and up came our old words once heard once disturbed (o how learned...) of young men gone wandered removing old floorboards I found you creeping the canyon. arrest me now for i’ve wandered too long for i’ve forged forest floors for i’m gone. feet fall to footings formed quite the same ways though the set like the sun and the moon. crawled out on knees forest begging you please for i heard you i knew from the start i heard all your whispers not holding back hymns or a story to which we are apart. arrest me now for i’ve wandered too long for i’ve forged forest floors for i’m gone. feet fall to footings formed quiet the same ways though they set like the sun MOVE ON THROUGH.
Track Name: Reaching Home Part Two
i ran down to the creek last night hoping not to find the sidewalk skip the crosswalk blind. and i looked into its mirror with moss gripped tight around my hands and there it told a tale that i heard before not twice but more it’s not stale. about the cold about not reaching home about the storm sinking into your bones let the fire burn on and burn long they’ll join us if they want. down and out i saw it spark run and hide i caught you by my side walking stepping blind there I saw its flame to the woods i say