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New Things
03:34
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It's enough
Just to seed the plow and hear it there while crackling the rough
Like his chin on the craggy pond
And it's done
I'm my mothers only child I always fall on the one
Still we're all taught to listen hard
You're a map
Bridging packages of lonely things I've felt on the lap
All the same you're a stranger here
You're a kite
It's regretful when I loop you up and flake you to flight
There's no way I can keep you here
And it rings like a bell far from my home
Understand, under white wings
And he speaks and the swell echoes through the phone
And he's naut if not new things
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Hambone
04:04
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Hambone you don't know how heavy you is
And your shoe shod's a right plod from something I'd miss
Shine eyed you slip- shod, you jonesing for her
You all meat-hocked and high on her lovely idea
Don't you think we a pair
Don't you think we got cause to beware
She just gonna waste your line
And I do think it's only a matter of time
Whatcha gonna do about it now, son?
You all love struck and mopey and you ain't any fun
Figure I better leave the porch light on
Just in case you get some sense and come on back home
Don't you think we a pair
Don't you think we got cause to beware
And I'm bout to lose face
Cause you spouting that love trash all over my place
Ha ha!
Hambone.
Ha ha!
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3. |
Bounder
05:02
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Bounder down train to Lexington
And never he come to meet me
Here in my high corn field run
Up on your toes to see me
Up on your toes to see me
Somewhere in skins, kept in the cold
A piece of my heart is beating
Hold on my hands, hold on my thumbs
Cause Christ, when it comes
It's fleeting
Christ, when it comes, it's fleeting
Hey hi my love hey hi my one love
Hey hi my love hey hi my
Hey hi my love hey hi my one love
Hey hi my love hey hi love
Mama's got prayers laid in pearl
And she cries when the door stops listening
Come to my side, come to my arms
Your angels can't hear what's missing
Your angels can't hear what's missing
Hey hi my love hey hi my one love
Hey hi my love hey hi love
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4. |
Tiller Run
04:08
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Mama, go freely
Mama, go empty too
Blanked on the ages
The colorful dreams of you
Gerry gone sideways
Waiting for judgement day
But sure heart and highways
God blessed her with severance pay
Here on the birch bank
Here on Saint Andrew's mill
Mama's brass cornet
Would jumpstart the roving till
Stone bridge to high town
Your fancy's not far from there
And the wolves get to high ground
We all have our cross to bear
Ya ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya ya, son
Ya ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya ya, son
Old man in high horn
With a beard down between his blades
On pulpit of sulphur
Robed in his prophet face
He needed language
He needed oxygen
But surely he'll manage
Out here on the tiller run
So follow me Tuesday
Follow me o'er the plains
Cause baby, we're somewhere
Surely some trace remains
Baby, we're somewhere
Surely some trace remains
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5. |
Harvey
05:36
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I've been hearing something lovely
Sounds like something maybe richer men afford
With a buttered trowel you sink it
Back into the earth where no one else has heard of it
And don't you know
Spring comes bounding to your doorstep
Leaves a paper trail of lovelies in it's wake
No one feels the same as you had
Still with pocketfuls of seedlings left to stake on it
And don't you know
Don't you know
Now the pigment's gone to ashes
It's a blossomed thing that this year went to seed
Bloody angels tie their sashes,
Tie their boots and get to work, just like the rest of us
And don't you know
Like she always would have wanted
Harvey left the world to rush and be with her
And the underbrush was stunted
And the ferns drop spores to nothing, like the end of it
And don't you know
Don't you know
It is hard
It is hard
It is hard
It is hard
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Cabinet
01:30
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Chamon
05:05
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Your herring bones on the stratosphere, I remember
The meteors in your vested hands, you wasn't meant for
So was it god or was is something
Something else that moved
So I was six on love divine, on dreams and dancing
Some liquid rush in '99 is not withstanding
So was it you or was it something else that glittered
Yeah maybe star
Yeah maybe motion
Maybe breathe some, son
Yeah maybe star
Yeah maybe motion
Maybe breathe some
But who am I, I am no one
No one, but it comes to
The beacon lights you left on in the rooms that held you
A thousand eyes, a million noses all point strange-ward
Chamon
Chamon we screaming laughing in the summertime
In the summertime
In the summer with my baby, Chamon
Chamon
Chamon
Chamon we singing laughing in the summertime
In the summertime
In the summer with my baby, Chamon
You walking backwards on the sun, you on the clock face
I was a child and you were the moon and who knows how late
You kept me up screaming your songs with hummingbird heart
And dim and dark, the speakers blow
You think you might want some
But through soot and spark, you always show
So sink the night, now
Through soot and spark you always show
And sink the night now
And maybe star yeah maybe motion maybe
Breathe some
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8. |
Mama Said
05:33
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Dove
In the time it took to wrap your hands
In the time it took to start your car
I have written a eulogy
Dove
In a perfect world that spins off course
With the perfect cosmos at my ears
There is nothing frightening
Shine on, aces and squares
Shine on love that keeps happening, happening
Oh oh
Happen to me
Dove
This city is a werewolf at your door
This city is a dirge of dreams and dice
But I am just imagining
Here
With a little word to cut the cold
With a little rabbit in your heart
Who's writing little notes to me
I'm still here in the dirt
With my red drum
D-d-bum-bum for eternity
And it's not what your mama said it would be, my son
It's not what your mama said
Not what your mama said
It is not what your mama said it would be, my son
It is not what your mama said
Not what your mama said
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9. |
Jet Thrust & Blushes
05:00
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I am an old girl
As far as girls go
And so manage only
To listen hard
So so so high you were
There was a highway up to you
All jet thrust and blushes
And topiary trees
Jet thrust and blushes, love
And topiary trees
No joke, no joke, Bub.
I have collected things surrounding you
A hyssop, a salt-bud
A sleeting last year
Alighting fantastic,
A bevy of terns fly to you
Wrapped in a string bound box
Come home and find us
Come home and find us
Come home and find us
Come home and find us
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10. |
Centuries, Centuries
03:49
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Bees are a stewing outside, here on the flat bank of highland
And please, I cannot abide
I am so tired of trying
The bottle's half empty and no one came round
Can you hear me, I'm pounding my organ and singing my heart out
I'm singing my heart out
Mother and Maddie and me
Girls on e heart-line to Denver
With these shore-boarding bells on the trees
Sure that I can feel you forever
But I cannot believe you you're covered and closed
It took ten years to get here now all I can think of is home
I wanna go home now.
I am wed to this highway down old '61
I am coming, Saint Peter, so tune up your horn
Play it low
Come angels, come high here and roll out the stone
In the streets
In the bedsides
Wherever I roam
It took centuries and centuries
All I can think of is home
I wanna go home now
Sing high my love
Sing high my love
Sing high my love
Sing high my love
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Siren
03:21
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Inside my weight there is a rhyme
That coos his whispered name
It cleans and claims my lines
Beside the wreck, atop her pride
Inside some darkened ward
She's fixed,
fast, forward, siren
She's singing
Wait for me
Come on and bring me home
She needs a stiff hard hand
She needs a better man
Some come and find her
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Heather Christian & The Arbornauts Beacon, New York
An Arbornaut is a three way cross between a flying squirrel, an astronaut, and an angel. I know one as soon as I spot one. They are naturally occuring in nature. I had a dream about them once and started a band. We are a choir and we are an orchestra. We are disgruntled classical musicians & believers in musical traditions of feeling lots of things. This is the noise from the inside of a root. ... more
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