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Hey hey hey little girl Raising a fist to the rafter Fluster and fidget and leave it to curd And leave quite a stink to come after Hey hey hey little girl Mole in the works, in the mortar Brick after brick the whole sandcastle comes and leaves all his enemies shorter I was a rooster and how did I crow Where did it go Where did it go Out in seclusion where nobody knows Nobody knows Nobody knows Hey hey hey little girl You got a crack in the ceiling You got a leak in the floorboards, girl The paint and the plaster be creeping Hey hey hey little girl Shut it an eat a banana Crying out your eyes for a passenger train Back home to Louisiana Out of the window and into the cold Do what I'm told Do what I'm told Here is my handle and here is my spout Gon let it out Gon let it out Hey hey hey little girl Shoulder that weapon you loaded Huff and you puff and you blow the house down No one will know it exploded
Hurricane walking don't you pick on me Hurricane walking don't you pick on me, Lord Carried these bags across the piano wire sea Hurricane walking don't you pick on me Hurricane dog I'm gonna scratch out your eyes Tell on you to Mama and cut off your supply line Leave you there for wanting No one here will sympathize Hurricane walking take your eyes off me Ahhh Hurricane coming gonna shink up the shores Board up all the windows put the tape on the doors and What is left I carry What I need and can afford Someone in the air will shine the light on me Someone in the air will shine the light on me Someone in the air will shine the light on me Someone in the air will shine the light on me Someone in the air will shine the light on me
Youngblood 02:57
I'm young in my blood I'm young in my blood I'm young in my blood I'm young in my blood I'm big in my blood I'm tall in my blood I'm safe in my blood I'm young in my blood I'm thick with it loud I'm thick with it loud I can't walk around sometimes Thick with this sound And I'm young and I'm strong The story's just wrong And I can't say it out loud But I'll still do you proud, lover Oooooh wee Oooooh wee Oooooh wee child Oooooh wee love These sharks just ain't fair Can't take em nowhere They just point and they stare Saying "ain't we a pair" And I will not be tried, mistaken or lied to But I'm young in my guts And I'm young in my blood
Phoenix 03:23
Katie gone and killed the unwed partners On the Tchoupitoulas banks of New Orleans She'd had fought him hard and seasoned it with something good Now she folds her woes all diced up in her greens She was an old soul of the highway The interstate runs both ways when it's dry Spindly trees and cypress call the coroner Like a baby singing out his ABC's Blocks of cinder stone, she built it out of picture frames And the bones of Irish scholars lost to time and lost to me But a stiff wind on the spillway will take its brothers down without their names On the tenter hooks of Easter The phoenix rises Something rises She's the sister of a spend-thrift whore on Magazine With a crystal ball, a deck of spades and dice Crying half the night, she can't get how she's kin to me But the blue blot on the paper sure looks nice And she's lost her love to speedways and the hazy back and forth of yellow stripes He was the best buck out of Houston, but he never learned to treat his ladies right And the sirens call, we're taken out in Sunday's best With our black umbrellas, beads and our claims to fly Singing Hey Hosanna We Live in America on the shale bed shank of somewhere cool and dry And no matter what they tell me, I am bound and determined there to take my rest On the bird perch of the old south, a decades walk through something stiff at best And no matter what they tell me, I am bound and determined Bound, determined
ManCave 02:48
You ain't got no cell phone, you don't pop no swerve. You ain't got no land line, so that's why I ain't heard. From you. Maybe you in Canada but a sister needs some noise, can you hear me little brother from your MANCAVE. If I'm not sentimental, and promise that I'll knock, and promise not to sniffle, and promise not to talk (at you) too much, can you spare a minute or a dollar or a dime can you call collect, Sweet Jesus, from your MANCAVE. BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH YADDA YADDA YADDA..... You don't got to miss me or wax poetic long or 'splain why you didn't kiss me just pick the goddamned phone up would you, maybe risking dignity, appearances and swag, guess the grass is always greener from a MANCAVE. shut up.
House Hymn 02:52
Wolfbone lookin Buffalo, Brooklyn Hope is on the way Marigold, Merlin Jacksonville, Berlin Hope is on the way So light your birthday candles And hold your lighters high Vaudeville, Mudville Nothing heals like time will Hope is on the way Hummingbird, Panda Lion's share, Manta Hope is somewhere near Undo your shoes, rest contented and choose to think Hope could be somewhere near So put a kettle on, love and breathe your breath and sigh Let the bells sound, let the house come on down because Hope is on the way Let the bells sound let the house come on down because Hope is on the way
Road 05:39
Road, lift your heels I come up empty Ah Road, stretch your arms so you can send me Ah Twist your cap on tighter Kiss these tired knees goodnight And take me away from here Road, lift your eyes I don't come easy Ah I squeezed and dwarfed in size So no one sees me Ah A lark, a laser shot and gone I carry half my years in songs But I'm not the problem here (la la la la la la la la la) Angels of my past I ask you humbly Ah The scrapers pierce the skin, the blood goes bumbling Ah And all is guts and go light greens Show me once what being alive now means And I'll drop and anchor I will be thankful I will be someone there.


released August 7, 2014

All songs arranged by Heather Christian & the Arbornauts collectively
Produced Engineered and Mixed by Brian Bender @ the Motherbrain, BK

Special Thanks:
Every single individual who donated to the kickstarted campaign who's overflow made this record possible with a special nod to those fierce individuals in Australia, Canada and the UK who gave especially of their hearts and pocketbooks (you know who you are.)
Tater Dave Polato for feeding hungry Arbornauts
Chie Morita, Courtland Premo, David Loewy
Rachel Chavkin and Matt Bogdanow for album order dramaturgical prowess
moms, dads, best friends, significant others and animal friends for companionship, support and heart- especially Nathan, Molly, Juliana, Lea, Hannah, Jill and Moses.


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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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