1. |
||||
|
A cataclysm hit my heart
And I don’t know where to start
But it went deep and it’s still buried there
A thunderstorm inside my cage
That ebbs and surges at the worst times
I sometimes wonder if it was in me
The whole damn time waiting to coalesce
Waiting to wrench itself free through my pain
Well it’s funny how a day can change
All the one’s ahead
And reconfigure the dead ones
Funny how a day can change
I’ve lost my range I’ve misplaced everything
I’ve opened my cage to let the water out
You’ve got a soft spot to soak it up for me
But now you’re holding all the rain that you can
Tomorrow night I’ll put out valuables
But just right now I can’t breathe too much
Well it’s funny how a day can change
All the one’s ahead
And reconfigure the dead ones
Funny how a day can change
Lightning bolts might any second now
Crash and course all through my brain
But very soon, girl I promise you
I’ll return to the center-piece
|
||||
2. |
Don't Tell Me Please
03:52
|
|||
|
I’ve been thinking far too much
About you long ago
And it’s giving me a longing
And it’s hidden some truth
I was there but I couldn’t really feel it
When you coughed out your life
Upstairs I could have been dreaming
Or I might have been God
Days before we’d laughed I swear
Was that all you could breathe out of the air?
Don’t tell me that
Til today I saw my education
As how to leave like you
That’s not right, I swear I must have made a choice
So that I could follow you
Two thousand years and so many winters
And the desert’s still dry
But it’s cool in the night and the starlight
Makes the sand have a glow
Days before we’d laughed I swear
Was that all you could breathe out of the air?
Don’t tell me please
|
||||
3. |
Bells For The People
03:20
|
|||
|
In the morning a note on the mirror read
I’m still crazy
I held your words in my hands
I’m still crazy for you
I’m still crazy
You made a bet that you couldn’t win you said
All for a good cause
And in the morning you fought off the dogs
All for a very good cause
Here we are at home at last
Here we are at home
Once out in my bomb shelter
You brought me water
It was cold and it gave me clarity
You brought me water
Lovin you is like the sound of an old town
Bells for the people
In your voice is all of their charity
Bells for the people
Bells for the people
Up ahead the path of years
Your lovely sound I’ll hear
Hear it hear it hear it in my mind
|
||||
4. |
What If
03:24
|
|||
|
If I was a gumshoe
I’d advise you not to hire me
All I do all day is search the wrong locales
For misinformation
I’ll take a case, hypothesize
Invent a lead and follow it down
That picture on the wall I’d say
Proves the dead man loved to look out
But it’s a hotel room
And the man who died didn’t sign the guestbook
I’m the world’s worst detective
Imagining adultery in vivid wrenching tones
The bedroom scenes
Flash in my dreams
But that’s the only place that they exist
What if what if what if
What if what if
So take care if you partner up with me
All the others haven’t lasted long
I’d point out a clue and say here’s what we do
They’d stare at me jaw dropped on the floor
And any dame any day
Walkin in the smoky room will make me swoon
And pretty soon the river runs away
That marigold is really a bullet hole
That night she wasn’t where I thought she was
That night I wasn’t who I thought I was
I’m the world’s worst detective
Imagining adultery in vivid wrenching tones
The bedroom scenes
Flash in my dreams
But that’s the only place that they exist
What if what if what if
What if what if
|
||||
5. |
Blind To Me
03:54
|
|||
|
You might be blind to me
But I’m not deaf to you
And while you’re thinking I’m sleeping
I’m awake as a baby bird in the cold bright dawn
Dropping my eaves innocently
Trying not to hear
And yet straining my ears
My every fear my every doubt
My every beat myself thought up about
You just confirmed
You so-called family
You think that I am not a solid stone
You think I never did my work at home
Well I’ll make you feel as sorry as I do
And twice as alone as I am all the time
Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?
I’m a little prince in a bell jar
And the chamber I’m in is bouncing your echoes into my drums
Dancing your drunk talk into my slums
And I don’t need you man I don’t need you
Well I know that words after 4 a.m.
Maybe should be forgiven, forgotten
But I’m shaking and sweating
While you two are resting your minds
You make me never want to sing again
You make me never want to see you again
But I’ll revel in the guilt you feel
And I’ll wake up the judge and the justice
Swelling in my wrathful heart
Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?
I’m a little prince in a bell jar
And the chamber I’m in is bouncing your echoes into my drums
Dancing your drunk talk into my slums
And I don’t need you man I don’t need you
|
||||
6. |
Gettin' On
04:28
|
|||
|
I woke up in my cabin
Middle of the night
Threw on my clothes and stepped outside
To the blue corridor
The windows of the night train
Threw back some light
But obscured what lay out in the heights
And I knew I was being watched
Then it hit me
Gettin' on that rainy day
She was there wearing red looking out to sea
Stepping off when I do
Will she be on the platform knowing it’s me
I snapped out of my reverie
Turned to the door
Dividing up the train cars
And headed toward the rear
The shadow of my follower
Shivered into view
I coldly then followed suit
And shook in my boots
Half time I stepped then broke out and ran
Outside the sunlight started to break
And I tripped and went dark
Gettin' on that rainy day
She was there wearing red looking out to sea
Stepping off when I do
Will she be on the platform knowing it’s me
|
||||
7. |
||||
|
You sweet soul think back on your hollow past
Think back to the bats screaming out from the walls
Your homemade house had room for them all
And had room for his fear
He’s been away
He’s been away so long
He passed on
He gave you more than a drinking song
You drink well
And your thirst is never slaked
But for him and you
There was a time before you had a taste
You get mad and it shows since he went below
Are you more than a replica?
You sweet soul you’ll get older
You sweet soul you’ll get older than he was
Hang on to that spark
Hang on to your golden girl
She brought you home
And dropped a hope inside of your heart
There’s a light behind and a light ahead
That was his this is yours
He’s been away
He’s been away so long
He passed on
He gave you more than a drinking song
|
||||
8. |
We'll Know It In The End
02:46
|
|||
|
As the sun came fallin' down
She was down there at the pound
A shackle in her eyes
He was nearby down the street
Dancing only in his feet
Tappin' out a beat
What’s more than a life
Lived well through the weather changes?
What’s less than a lost old legend?
Well, we'll know it in the end
His head was full of rotten meat
She could smell it in the wheat
Lying fallow in his fields
She saw he could not bring to bear
Thought to life brought through the air
Cosmic dust along his trail
What’s more than a life
Lived well through the weather changes?
What’s less than a lost old legend?
Well, we'll know it in the end
Years went by and she had gone
Years had gone since she said bye
Then she traced the yellow thread
And at its end he stood ahead
And after years at last she said
What do you witness in your eyes?
What’s more than a life
Lived well through the weather changes?
What’s less than a lost old legend?
Well, we'll know it in the end
|
||||
9. |
To Where I'll Never Go
03:20
|
|||
|
My mind looks back
My soul stays here
Thoughts wander far away
Ending up stranded on my page
The past is blue
Seen through my honest eyes
But I can make it bright
Trying on other lives
Took a brush and dipped in paint
Crafted images throughout my days
All depict some scenery
That I’ll never see
The railroad tracks
Bound to their foreign fates
My fantasies are there
Golden wings flying through my hair
I’ve never left
Where I was born
I don’t know why I dream
Miracles far from me
Built a wheel for the water
It spins on faithfully
But it will never carry me
To where I’ll never go
|
||||
10. |
No Use Of Time
03:08
|
|||
|
I look down and I notice I am sleeping sound
There’s too much light on the outside
It’s making pressure on my mind
There’s been no use of time
There’s a note that I hear in almost every sound
It makes me want to feel the right pain
Like watching a cat run in the rain
And be still and keep good company
It’s the high in that flicker of noise
That little shimmering
That wakes me up sometimes
People say that you’re never alone
And that scares the hell out of me
Cause then we’d all be blue by design
There are times when the water in your body’s soul
Comes so close to your spinal chord
You can feel the ghost of some dead lord
Reeling in his grave
What still fits in his plan
That he had in the pan
When he was old at heart?
What became of the book?
What became what it took?
There’s been no use of time
|
||||
11. |
||||
|
Right roads and wrong roads
To be truthful I've traveled
Both roads myself
There'll be good days and bad days
And goin' half-mad days
You can never be sure of which hand you'll be dealt
There's good folks and bad folks
There's saplings and strong oaks
All trying to grow
There's good days and bad days
And goin' half-mad days
You can never be sure of which hand you'll be dealt
Years now have gone by
Without anything goin'
Half-way my way
The clock keeps on turnin'
With the fireplace burnin'
As I stare at the woodstove
And wonder where have I been
And sometimes it's smokin'
And the kindling is yearning
For abundance and weight
And the only way inside
Is to let it all betide
You can never be sure
Of which hand you'll be dealt
|
||||
12. |
Put Me On The Next Train
04:50
|
|||
|
I’ve seen enough of your city
Its streets have left me cold
The dream no longer warms me
And I feel so damn alone
If you’ll get me to the station
By the break of day
Point me toward the north-bound train
And I’ll be on my way
Won’t you put me on the next train
Headed north to where I belong
Put me on the next train
By morning light I’ll be long gone
I brought my music to you
A song—a poor man’s dream
But night life and the bright lights
They just aren’t what they seem
I can hear the steel rails humming
At the break of dawn
Winding toward New England
Back home where I belong
Won’t you put me on the next train
Headed north to where I belong
Put me on the next train
By morning light I’ll be long gone
|
||||
Lee Bones Catskill, New York
If you like Lee Bones, you may also like:
Colliding a host of global sounds—from desert blues to Turkish psych—Abronia comes up with a mind-melting combo that never fails to thrill.
go to album
Thoughtful and poetic folk with a Cosmic Americana flavor from the Brooklyn singer-songwriter.
go to album
Bodhi Cheetah's Choice
by Prana Crafter
Prana Crafter’s “Bodhi Cheetah’s Choice” is an album of mystic, drifting guitar work alternately haunting and searing.
go to album
As Far As Gardens Go
by Carroll
Spacious, psych-tinged indie rock from Philly; painting in blurry watercolors (but not without percussive headiness).
go to album
Drakkar Nowhere
by Drakkar Nowhere
Former members of Phenomenal Handclap Band expand on their “everything but the kitchen sink” approach, adding rich vocals and finely-textured arrangements.
go to album
featured on Bandcamp Radio Apr 26, 2024
go to album
Time is Glass
by Six Organs of Admittance
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence.
go to album
