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Fiddlehead

Fiddleheads or fiddlehead greens are the furled fronds of a young fern, harvested for use as a vegetable. Left on the plant, each fiddlehead would unroll into a new frond (circinate vernation). As fiddleheads are harvested early in the season before the frond has opened and reached its full height, they are cut fairly close to the ground.Fiddleheads have antioxidant activity, are a source of omega-3 and omega-6 fatty acids, and are high in iron and fiber. Certain varieties of fiddleheads have been shown to be carcinogenic. (See bracken toxicity) The fiddlehead resembles the curled ornamentation (called a scroll) on the end of a stringed instrument, such as a fiddle. It is also called a crozier, after the curved staff used by bishops, which has its origins in … more »

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Sun comes up on another day
Of staring right at the floor
Hiding my eyes and sad man sighs
"I can't take anymore and I'm so tired
And I'm so fried from the failure inside my mind
I think I'll hide, I think I'll die
Quit this life-bit for a while"

I feel the fear, I feel the fear
I feel the fear, I can't repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear, I will repeat

I feel the fear, I feel the fear
I feel the fear, I can't repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear, I will repeat

Depressive Irish genes have me breathing dismal poems
Sad Shepard recipes for generations of laying low
But I got fire, I got light
She's in the mire by my side
Hand in hand in the ice-cold night
And mothering our brand new life
Yeah, I got fire, I got light
They're three feet tall and they smile bright
Their day is young and their future's wide
And I'll die before I don't help them rise

So face it, face it, face it all
Replace it, replace, replace with love
So face it, face it, face it all
And watch it, see it, feel it grow

I feel the fear, I feel the fear
I feel the fear, I can't repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear I will repeat

I feel the fear, I feel the fear
I feel the fear, I can't repair
The broken records of family trees
I feel the fear I will repeat

So face it, face it, face it all
Replace it, replace, replace with love
So face it, face it, face it all
And watch it grow

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