Árstíðir – Full Performance (Live on KEXP) 
With Accompaniment of Effects-Driven Violin and Cello
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Hell Hath No Fury… I’m Like a Lot of Men
The Scaffolder’s Wife 
(track 02 from the Kill to Get Crimson LP by Mark Knopfler )
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Punish the Monkey (track 07 from the Kill to Get Crimson LP)
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Behind with the Rent (track 09 from the Kill to Get Crimson LP)
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Time has Been a Little Cruel
A Place Where We Used to Live (track 04 from The Ragpicker’s Dream LP by Mark Knopfler )
This empty kitchen is where I’d while away the hours
Just next to my old chair, you would usually have some flowers
The shelves of books—even the picture hooks—everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
If this old neighborhood survived us both alright, I don’t know that it withstood all the things that took our light
You on the stair, I can see you there
Everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
Once there was a little girl
Used to wonder what she would be
Went out into the big wide world
Now she’s just a memory
There used to be a little school here
Where I learned to write my name
Time has been a little cruel
Time has no shame
It’s just a place where we used to live
Now in another town you lead another life
And now upstairs and down you’re someone else’s wife
Here in the dust there’s not a trace of us
Everything is gone, but my heart is hanging on
It’s just a place where we used to live
Where is the Wave that Will Carry Me?
Spindrift (track 05 from the Snakes and Arrows LP by Rush )
As the waves crash in on the western shore, the wind blows fierce from the east
The wave tops torn into a flying spindrift
As the waves crash in on the western shore, it makes me feel uneasy
The spray that’s torn away is an image of the way I feel
What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?
As the sun goes down on the western shore, the wind blows hard from the east
It whips the sand into a flying spindrift
As the sun goes down on the western shore, it makes me feel uneasy
In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds, who cares what a fool believes?
What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?
Words that fly against the wind and waves
A little closer to you, where is the wave that will carry me?
What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?
What am I suppose to do?
Where are the words that will make you see what I believe is true?
Where is the wave that will carry me a little closer to you?