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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
When will they remove the tourniquet? Is the operation over yet? Will you calm down, sir, will you calm down? I can hear the generators hum, roaring like an evil stadium. Will you calm down sir, will you calm down? But this frame is collapsing under all of the weight of my self, and this desperate wish that they'd pin it on somebody else. Will you calm down, sir, will you calm down? And this terrible drone is the sound of a thousand machines, singing just to themselves in a language that no one can read.
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
When will they remove the tourniquet? Is the operation over yet? Will you calm down, sir, will you calm down? I can hear the generators hum, roaring like an evil stadium. Will you calm down sir, will you calm down? But this frame is collapsing under all of the weight of my self, and this desperate wish that they'd pin it on somebody else. Will you calm down, sir, will you calm down? And this terrible drone is the sound of a thousand machines, singing just to themselves in a language that no one can read.
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
I had a dream that it all went fine
Sound body, sound mind All of the drugs left not a mark Fine features, strong heart When I came to this place My face was pale white But all of the color Returned overnight I lost so much weight And don't I look great? My body sinks down As my heart floats away |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
There was a hush inside the air
When you were lying on the stairs Feeling the world had scattered there Like little feathers on the air And as the people filed away The men in suits of black and gray Each with his hands inside his coat Each with that hush inside his throat And this concrete cold And this cruise control And the drops of blood in the shaving bowl Are the lovely things Bright and hovering That can pull you up With a thousand wings Let me through They're thinking, "How did we arrive? Was it by fortune or design? Or was there something else in mind? Let there be something else in mind" |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
There was a hush inside the air
When you were lying on the stairs Feeling the world had scattered there Like little feathers on the air And as the people filed away The men in suits of black and gray Each with his hands inside his coat Each with that hush inside his throat And this concrete cold And this cruise control And the drops of blood in the shaving bowl Are the lovely things Bright and hovering That can pull you up With a thousand wings Let me through They're thinking, "How did we arrive? Was it by fortune or design? Or was there something else in mind? Let there be something else in mind" |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
"It's like a makeover when the filming's over and she doesn't know how to fix it so that it'll stay, and she can't figure out how to tease out her hair that way herself. And when she wakes up all the make-up has rubbed away and she doesn't know how to find her face. It was only for one single day that you looked so beautiful, baby. Now your cheeks have gone pale, and your roots dark gray. And though they nod as they notice you're nice, baby, nobody's noticing twice. Dim the lights as your memory of paradise fades. I'm like an architect who cashed his check, but he doesn't let on that it's the last one he'll get. Though he knows the funds have run dry, he wants to have fun for one final night, staring out at a skyline that he'll never change. They're saying 'though we like all things that you've made, notice no one remembers your name. As you float through time, feel your powers decline day by day.' You're like a convert who goes back to work when he can't retrieve how the clarity actually felt. When his co-workers ask him the words won't come out. And in three weeks his new leaf has rubbed away and it feels just like an average day: facing walls talking into the phone, sitting dumbly in church all alone, picking back up the magazines he'd thrown away. Well, convert, what your god whispered into youl ear you forgot once that god disappeared, and that life-changing day, you just felt it fade. But, you know, it's got to fade. You know it's got to fade," and, falling down on the couch, he says, "it's perfectly that way."
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
"It's like a makeover when the filming's over and she doesn't know how to fix it so that it'll stay, and she can't figure out how to tease out her hair that way herself. And when she wakes up all the make-up has rubbed away and she doesn't know how to find her face. It was only for one single day that you looked so beautiful, baby. Now your cheeks have gone pale, and your roots dark gray. And though they nod as they notice you're nice, baby, nobody's noticing twice. Dim the lights as your memory of paradise fades. I'm like an architect who cashed his check, but he doesn't let on that it's the last one he'll get. Though he knows the funds have run dry, he wants to have fun for one final night, staring out at a skyline that he'll never change. They're saying 'though we like all things that you've made, notice no one remembers your name. As you float through time, feel your powers decline day by day.' You're like a convert who goes back to work when he can't retrieve how the clarity actually felt. When his co-workers ask him the words won't come out. And in three weeks his new leaf has rubbed away and it feels just like an average day: facing walls talking into the phone, sitting dumbly in church all alone, picking back up the magazines he'd thrown away. Well, convert, what your god whispered into youl ear you forgot once that god disappeared, and that life-changing day, you just felt it fade. But, you know, it's got to fade. You know it's got to fade," and, falling down on the couch, he says, "it's perfectly that way."
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
In South Carolina
I was struck by lightning The world was a ball on a tether My body as light as the weather The moon was like an almond The continents dissolving I lay on my back in the garden Looking for any safe harbor |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
All the black days unleashed by the rain
Collapse into sunny defeat We live in a house with the roof lifted out Impossible blue while we sleep Ready yourself, extinguish your doubts The hour of your strength is nearing |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
People got no respect for the dead
They roll new plans out neatly But in a morning exploding with red I awoke completely By accident An accident Though you smile so sweetly above Your congregational coffee In this town where I was born By accident An accident |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
you were not the first to arrive,
and will not be the last to survive, as the pigs and the oxen we bound to the wheel tear it off, tear it off! you ate not the last of this house, or the first to go over the side. remember the wrecks of those elegant ships "turn it off! turn it off!" no. look with century eyes they make you go blind. galloping into the void, you are rolling your eyes like a horse, all to turn form the beam, from the eye of that screen. "turn it off! turn it off! with our backs to the arch and the wreck of our kind, we will stare straight ahead for the rest of our lives!" |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
These were the words of the wounded man
He came to me, you should understand And he's coming to you, all the way From the hardest place Through the hardest days "Out on the roads of that winding plain I took her in, took her all I had Understanding everything But her coldest eye Should have changed my mind" So then he rose, and he rubbed his eyes Crawled through a hole in a lake of ice Just to show you, all the way Though the queen has died She has multiplied |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
These were the words of the wounded man
He came to me, you should understand And he's coming to you, all the way From the hardest place Through the hardest days "Out on the roads of that winding plain I took her in, took her all I had Understanding everything But her coldest eye Should have changed my mind" So then he rose, and he rubbed his eyes Crawled through a hole in a lake of ice Just to show you, all the way Though the queen has died She has multiplied |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Oh daddy, I'm lost in your overcoat
But I found my heart I pulled it out by its root And I said it once Said it twice "If I live, or I die, I am free again" And I was free I came to love the spaces inside of me The winds that blow The leaves of the almond trees That would grow by the road Brushed with light and with snow And I will ride as far as it goes Oh, joy of mine, swelling inside of me I feel your eyes, hands as they form in me Said it once Said it twice While you live When you die You will be free again You are free |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Oh hail Mary, full of death
Sing me a bitter song As dark as the day is long And as black as your eyes are wild While the hail from the blackened cloud is raking the firmament Destroying our argument About the temperature and the time Wild and unbroken We lay like a wounded lamb, facing a billygoat Bowed down in our heavy coats Under the force and the threat of his eyes And we march in our rows and rows Under a burning hand Past the scars of the wounded land Into a country of thorns and spines Wild and unbroken Oh, God save the chamberlain Oh, God save his appointed successor But God saved his hardest face for you and all your kind That's what's troubling me Hail Mary, sick and proud And holding aloft the light That would burn through a heaving night And then leave us upon the rocks And the child who is nearly born Waits just to do you harm Like the shock of a broken arm Or a love that would burn you blind Wild and unbroken |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
when you were a child,
you were a tomboy and your mother laughed at the serious way that you looked at her and from your window at night there were the star's little fires and the armory lights you were tracing the lines of a globe with your fingers: cool rivers, white wastes desert shores, and the forest green and a limitless life in the breath of each tide and each bright mountain, rising but now the boys are away, and such kicks they are having; slashing away at the forest walls, with their bitter knives. sparks bloom in their eyes, and they never look tired. will they never look tired? on cliffs that tower from the rising seas their bonfire glow where a tiger lies and, cleaning their weapons, they laugh at his useless claws, and all: it is a beautiful night to be born to this life and grind his every bone to powder! do you remember do you remember she carried you down to the edge of the dark river and said: though the water is wide, you will never grow tired you are bound to your life like a mother and child. you will cling to your life like a suckering vine and like the rest of our kind you will increase and increase past all of our dreaming horse without rider lungs without breathing day without light song without singing a song... |
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from Shearwater - Thieves (2005)
You left some of your sweetness
On my tongue in that evening With your husband and me I can't wait I made a book of the hour I let you out of the tower Through the murderous crowd Let the bombs fall so loud I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait, no I can't wait |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
i was a cloud
i was a clud looking down; your frantic waving did not provoke feeling. but this little one steady your wings, now, sparrow i remembered him steady your wings, now, sparrow and in the dark, from the sea marbled and moon-blue into the burning eye of the sun without feeling my end was imminent steady your course now, sparrow but i remembered him fear for your home life, sparrow fear for your home life. |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
If you could ring the sky like a bell
Even such a sound would never suffice If you could bang the world like a drum It would only show it was hollow inside And your love, it slips behind a little cloud And your eyes are veiled Is there a medical term for a heart that's been removed? If you could wring the hours and the days Of all their lives, I think you would find That the lovely faces crash like a wave Upon a shore so frozen and white And as love, it slips behind that little cloud The snow is like a feathery down When your heart has been removed And as love departs your life Like silvery birds that leave the coast Your eyes are as wild and lifeless as the moon |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Something is breathing in the air
Something is moving, in the water And the winds in you are blowing Bring back my boy I loved him I loved him Gentle flakes of snow on the roads and the fences And I'm fading out I can tell it all the time I'll go down in a flame and wheel in the air like a swallow, diving Oh, you border guards So young and handsome in the light Will you let me go through, to the enemy lines one more time? one more time? Hold my arm, will you Hold my arm harder There are islands in the sun There are diamonds in the water Oh.. |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
the hollow light
is still on the fields where the winter has warmed and the snows have drained waway and the hunter's cry is still on the air as the bullet flies home but the heart that's pierced with it still is racing still is racing, alone. the silver shoals of the light in the deep brush the glitterin skein where the great, dark body writhes and the trembling jaw the unfathoming sounds of leviathan, bound as his heart, though weakening still is racing still is racing, alone you are racing you are racing, alone. |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
my blistered feet
turn bloody so i take to the air, and i am everywhere, i am starlight i am moonlight over burning fields and bodies. i stay close to the ground, slipping miles from the arches and arc-lights, into the warm night... my winged children, all will fly over the mountain wall to the lid of the sky, and slice its belly full wide with their warm knives -not the pin-pricks of starlight- but to bathe in the bright blood of the world, of the world above. |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
After all the times you've been turned around
Will you never be ready now? After all the times that we stood your ground Will you never be steady now? Everybody makes mistakes Some do most of all I just don't have what it takes They're singing as they fall Everybody makes mistakes Some more than the rest Yeah, that's what some do best But you won't be distressed And of course we'll send the check You can just write in the amount Just let us know the house and town So if you're going to wreck You can still be safe and sound And just let us know and we'll come down Everybody makes mistakes The phone lines are shot through Causing everybody pain Sitting in for us and you Everybody makes mistakes Some more than the rest Yeah, that's what some do best But you won't be distressed You say, "I'll break all the way down And then all these pieces will be easy to sort out" Well, we can't wait We can't wait |
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from Shearwater - Thieves (2005)
Peeled the shirt from your back
Had a look at your scars They healed over so well You forget where they are They radiate like stars When the cataract falls Through the darkening air And the bones of the earth Have all been laid bare Then heaven is right there And in the mountain laurel Yes, I loved you, oh And yes I watched the blossoms fall We will stand in the waves While the colors all run And our minds fill with light 'Til we start to go numb And then we'll let it come |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
I tried to save a girl I truly loved
And didn't quite know how to help her So now she's sleeping as her parents up above Cry over things that they can't tell her And when I did my good deed I thought I'd feel unbroken gladness But standing in the street alone I just felt sinking sadness Girl, your dad will not us bless So hang up your veil and dress Look at me and take one guess Where this best-intentioned love will lead us I once felt a feeling fully through Though I knew I shouldn't feel it Because to act on it I'd be a person Who should be slapped into a straitjacket So every time it comes around I just let it die inside me You said, "I only come around Because I just need you to hide me" So we knelt in those dead weeds Sticks and sharp rocks cutting into our knees And I thought that we would freeze But there was just too much warm blood in our bodies I'm not going to make you take the pills Though you should really think about it The fire by which we both were almost killed Glowed so beautiful, don't doubt it But we have to make a choice now Can we glow without it? There's a space I tried to fill But I'm seeing now I never will You fly around while I stand still Until I slowly just get smaller and smaller I tried to save a girl I truly loved And I never would desert her But we both found out that I was dreaming Of the day I thoroughly could hurt her And I saw myself inside her eyes This shrinking would-be savior Resented her for never needing help And couldn't wait just to betray her So we drove back to her place From the temporary home that we had made And I stepped back into the street Feeling the fullest moment of my life Slowly shrink away from me With my good deed |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
I tried to save a girl I truly loved
And didn't quite know how to help her So now she's sleeping as her parents up above Cry over things that they can't tell her And when I did my good deed I thought I'd feel unbroken gladness But standing in the street alone I just felt sinking sadness Girl, your dad will not us bless So hang up your veil and dress Look at me and take one guess Where this best-intentioned love will lead us I once felt a feeling fully through Though I knew I shouldn't feel it Because to act on it I'd be a person Who should be slapped into a straitjacket So every time it comes around I just let it die inside me You said, "I only come around Because I just need you to hide me" So we knelt in those dead weeds Sticks and sharp rocks cutting into our knees And I thought that we would freeze But there was just too much warm blood in our bodies I'm not going to make you take the pills Though you should really think about it The fire by which we both were almost killed Glowed so beautiful, don't doubt it But we have to make a choice now Can we glow without it? There's a space I tried to fill But I'm seeing now I never will You fly around while I stand still Until I slowly just get smaller and smaller I tried to save a girl I truly loved And I never would desert her But we both found out that I was dreaming Of the day I thoroughly could hurt her And I saw myself inside her eyes This shrinking would-be savior Resented her for never needing help And couldn't wait just to betray her So we drove back to her place From the temporary home that we had made And I stepped back into the street Feeling the fullest moment of my life Slowly shrink away from me With my good deed |
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from Shearwater - Thieves (2005)
Near a little garden flowers wild grasses
A body's in the casket Milk is in the carton Coffee's on the brew And cars quietly pass As people hear from last respects Collective view The face of the deceased All emptied of emotion Waiting for distortions Of it's perfect features In a little clearing Where they'll put the coffin And then shuffle off And afternoon is nearing You were once alive, body Then you died And I'll sing your name with my instrument But one day it will leave my hand I'm skipping like a stone Just a couple skips then gone To the bottom of a pond Where sun can never go And resting at the bottom Who knows what I'll find there No one can divine where Friends go when we've lost them The movie on the plane home Said, "Life is for the living" As I sat slowly living Paralysed with boredom Flying through the thin air Skimming over cities And isn't it a pity That we can't grow old there? Doesn't it feel strange To wait on this change? Well, the pilot tips his instruments knowing One day they will rust upon land |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
His little hook
Your little eyelid The iris dilates while the heart implodes And when he comes And you're dreaming His mouth still denies what your heart just knows, oh no Nobody would ever have known No light in the dark would have shown How you would reply When the bombs finished falling And ashes were drifting along the roads Little child, how you lifted your eyes to the air And the ancient shapes of crows Nobody would ever have known No hand and no eye could have shown How you would reply Nobody would ever have known No light in the darkness would have shown How you would reply |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
From the wreck of the ark
To the fading day of our star The light races The light drags The moon rises The moon sags Over the rolling waves And your hands on the balcony As a spine pricks the world And a shudder deep is unheard But you feel it Oh my God As the spindle flies apart Turn your bow to the biggest wave But your angel's on holiday And that wave rises slowly and breaks |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
The wind that lifts the leaves against the night
The reeds that bow and bend beneath its weight The holy sap, its smoky light I will not hide The fish that swim inside the murky deep The island shores that loom above the sea The holy, holy melody Will bring them all to me And play again that melody Hidden close to me |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
The wind that lifts the leaves against the night
The reeds that bow and bend beneath its weight The holy sap, its smoky light I will not hide The fish that swim inside the murky deep The island shores that loom above the sea The holy, holy melody Will bring them all to me And play again that melody Hidden close to me |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
In place of the sun
In place of the moon A terrible light Will flood every room And bathed in this light, we will swim again From the high desert's walls to the seas, red and black Turn the transmitters off We are not coming back And the pearls of our eyes, are turning black And when it occurred, oh, yes sir, yes, sir And the walls came down, it was a fucking disaster The whole thing's changed in unthinkable ways And now you have come to inherit it But why did you come, to corral everyone? When you're just pushing the darkness around |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
When the rooks were laid in piles by the sides of the road
Crashing into the aerials tangled in the laundry line And gathered in a field they were burned in a feathering pyre With their cold, black eyes When the swallows fell from the eaves and the gulls from the spires The starlings in their millions will feed on the ground where they lie The ambulance men said there's nowhere to flee for your life So we stay inside And we'll sleep until the world of man is paralyzed Oh, the falconer awakes to the sound of the bells Overhead and southbound They are leaving his life And each empty cage just rings in his heart like a bell Underneath these cold stars In this trembling night And he cries "Amen let the kingdom come tonight Let this dream be realized" |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
Oh Michelle, where we dwell
There is room for mistakes We'd make love on the fire escape And as the neighbors all drove by Their exhaust would spiral into the sky Now you pick your earrings up off the nightstand While I switch from my arm to my hand As the morning streams through the blinds Then I wake up again and it's 12:09 And we lived out of town With no one to come around So we slept in all day Until your job took you away Now Michelle, your smell won't leave my bed I dreamed of a doctor Here's what he said "It's just as well as you're going to get" |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
Let's start all over
Let's do it right One drive to Dover One overnight All of them waiting For you to appear And no more worrying No more tears Warm sun is shining Green trees surround All of your favorite songs They're counting them down And there's a Safeway And Toys 'R' Us Baby-blue Camaro Rhode Island bus One day you'll look back upon right now And all sad feelings will be taken out |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Feel the hooks in my skin
I set every one myself And if you pull them all taut I will turn to someone else Was that what you asked? Pour the wax in my mouth And seal the place inside To build a chamber like that You must be in bad need, child Oh, let my body rise Effortless and light And burst the seams of night Took me deep underground And outside the reach of light Found it already filled, full of life Was that what you asked? |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Feel the hooks in my skin
I set every one myself And if you pull them all taut I will turn to someone else Was that what you asked? Pour the wax in my mouth And seal the place inside To build a chamber like that You must be in bad need, child Oh, let my body rise Effortless and light And burst the seams of night Took me deep underground And outside the reach of light Found it already filled, full of life Was that what you asked? |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Seventy-four
Seventy-five He's getting used to it now How each one falls away in that hoary light And they are gone Gone from the age Gone from the guards and their hands It's no different today than years gone by But it won't come out alive With his hands so thin and white Gone Gone from the age Then he is gone from your eyes As that splintering wave takes so many lives And now your hands Gripping the edge of such a waste Where every angel looks dead Every face a lie And you won't come out tonight With your hands so thin and white Alive Seventy-four Seventy-five Daddy, come back to me now I would beat them away I would pull you out I would wash every cinder from your eyes And with silver and gold I would adorn you I'll let it all come out tonight When they peel me out alive Alive |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Hey, little birdie, catching my eye
Sing little sweet things into this mind And tug at my darker side Fly to the bed where we are confined Combing the cancers out of our lives And harness your song with mine And whose tongue gave you life but mine |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
Hey, little birdie, catching my eye
Sing little sweet things into this mind And tug at my darker side Fly to the bed where we are confined Combing the cancers out of our lives And harness your song with mine And whose tongue gave you life but mine |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
When no one else would suffer me, I threw myself at your ankles. So still we slept and were at peace above the winter traffic.
He treats his friends like customers, he treats me like a given, your letter read. Come down, you said, and let me know I'm living. Soon, come. |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Claire lives up on Saint Mary's walk with her mother
I live down on Philomel by the harbor And I hate the ocean And I hate the ocean And I hate the ocean, oh well Claire says she'd throw me overboard then that she loves me And then she kisses me on mouth and says I'm ugly And I hear the ocean And I hear the ocean And I hear the ocean roar The water pulls around the pier, dark and rusted And I know the kindest face with a sailor's eyes still can't be trusted But I feel the ocean And I feel the ocean And I feel the ocean swell |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Claire lives up on Saint Mary's walk with her mother
I live down on Philomel by the harbor And I hate the ocean And I hate the ocean And I hate the ocean, oh well Claire says she'd throw me overboard then that she loves me And then she kisses me on mouth and says I'm ugly And I hear the ocean And I hear the ocean And I hear the ocean roar The water pulls around the pier, dark and rusted And I know the kindest face with a sailor's eyes still can't be trusted But I feel the ocean And I feel the ocean And I feel the ocean swell |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
I forgot I was loving you
Disappeared for an hour or two And I came to on a cold, wood floor And I didn't feel so good anymore Now we clasp our hands And we make demands That the clouds will say what's wrong with you now And we had big plans Now alone we stand In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud They don't care I'll shut my eyes and let tv Whisper, laugh and talk to me And I'll curl up tight inside my head Killing time 'til the whole day is dead And I'll clasp my hands And I'll make demands That the clouds are asking what's wrong with him now And I had big plans Now alone I stand In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud They don't care God, take that sound away If you've got something to say Say it now It's fake and I need you not to be fake And don't care how you make me feel Just so you're real Once I saw my face in a bathroom mirror And I didn't know that I was here But I knew my eyes and I knew my hands I knew God would now listen to all my demands And the sky opened up And God interrupted The Earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth And when I came to on the cold, wood floor Well, I didn't feel so good anymore And all that sure love And all their sweet words I'd forgotten I'd felt and forgotten I'd heard That was was clear And is now so blurred and smeared And your love felt more pure And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
I forgot I was loving you
Disappeared for an hour or two And I came to on a cold, wood floor And I didn't feel so good anymore Now we clasp our hands And we make demands That the clouds will say what's wrong with you now And we had big plans Now alone we stand In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud They don't care I'll shut my eyes and let tv Whisper, laugh and talk to me And I'll curl up tight inside my head Killing time 'til the whole day is dead And I'll clasp my hands And I'll make demands That the clouds are asking what's wrong with him now And I had big plans Now alone I stand In the crowd and they're not even laughing out loud They don't care God, take that sound away If you've got something to say Say it now It's fake and I need you not to be fake And don't care how you make me feel Just so you're real Once I saw my face in a bathroom mirror And I didn't know that I was here But I knew my eyes and I knew my hands I knew God would now listen to all my demands And the sky opened up And God interrupted The Earth stopped dying and stopped giving birth And when I came to on the cold, wood floor Well, I didn't feel so good anymore And all that sure love And all their sweet words I'd forgotten I'd felt and forgotten I'd heard That was was clear And is now so blurred and smeared And your love felt more pure And your love felt more pure once your voice disappeared |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
The hunter's star
Burns brighter than all of the suns of the firmament As through the sky he raged With his hook and blade And the world unmade As forests bow And blacken the air As the canopies burn away And the arc-light fades And no gull remains To repeat its call Only now would you long For the ancient boughs The moon overlapping the long white clouds And the home life of a love Who will never return again No child at all Would wake to the light Of a sun that is reddening Like a robin's breast And no lioness Boards a last, great hull On the waves That close That close On a world That will never return again No sound escapes From the night to come |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
The ice covered everything
My friends got so threatening You know They shut the blinds Cut day from night But the beautiful day Came in with the maids I'd like to bash my head On the rails of this beautiful day You knew |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Baby, hands in your lap
You touch your wounds so much they'll never heal I fear you'll turn your back On just the kind of love you really need It's just the kind It's just the kind you need to feel Baby, I love your laugh And everything you say is dire and dear But "Cut the crap, you're still alive" It's just the kind of thing you really need It's just the kind It's just the kind It's just the kind you need to hear |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Baby, hands in your lap
You touch your wounds so much they'll never heal I fear you'll turn your back On just the kind of love you really need It's just the kind It's just the kind you need to feel Baby, I love your laugh And everything you say is dire and dear But "Cut the crap, you're still alive" It's just the kind of thing you really need It's just the kind It's just the kind It's just the kind you need to hear |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Your warm sweater
Your torn letters They're all that matters They're all that matters At the window watching the elegant traffic It's all fantastic It's all fantastic And when you find these things that make you shine Don't let them too far outside of your life The set table The friend smiling The bones piling The smoke hanging And the soft mention Deserve attention So when you find these things that make you shine Don't let them too far outside of your life But don't try to hold them too hard Inside your mind when they slide When they slide When they slide |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
Your warm sweater
Your torn letters They're all that matters They're all that matters At the window watching the elegant traffic It's all fantastic It's all fantastic And when you find these things that make you shine Don't let them too far outside of your life The set table The friend smiling The bones piling The smoke hanging And the soft mention Deserve attention So when you find these things that make you shine Don't let them too far outside of your life But don't try to hold them too hard Inside your mind when they slide When they slide When they slide |
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from Shearwater - Rook (2008)
"the way is to climb
the way is to lie still and let the moon do its work on your body and then to rise through forests and oceans of lives and through the way of the black rocks, splitting, wide, and flow ten thousand miles." well, i've had enough, wasting my body, my life i'll come away, come away from the shallows but can this sullen child, as bound as the ox that i ride, climb to the heart of the white wind, singing, high, and blow through my frozen eyes? |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
"When our column advanced, and we saw what we'd done, we were sure that we could never tell the folks back home," said my father to me, I had just turned sixteen, and we were walking from my school to his apartment alone. And he said, "You'd think the world you're in would always remain, but some worlds can just disappear. Some worlds you enter just for seconds at a time, and some last until you're forgiven.
When my mother and me take the drive into town, I can't tell if she's lost in thought or lost where we are. She turns the radio to 92 Star, where Ronnie Milsap sings what he would not have missed it for, and she says, "What do you think you're gonna do with your life?" And I say, "You've got to teach me to drive." She just laughs at that, and musses my hair, and says, "Kid, you're lucky to be alive." |
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from Shearwater - Winged Life (2004)
"When our column advanced, and we saw what we'd done, we were sure that we could never tell the folks back home," said my father to me, I had just turned sixteen, and we were walking from my school to his apartment alone. And he said, "You'd think the world you're in would always remain, but some worlds can just disappear. Some worlds you enter just for seconds at a time, and some last until you're forgiven.
When my mother and me take the drive into town, I can't tell if she's lost in thought or lost where we are. She turns the radio to 92 Star, where Ronnie Milsap sings what he would not have missed it for, and she says, "What do you think you're gonna do with your life?" And I say, "You've got to teach me to drive." She just laughs at that, and musses my hair, and says, "Kid, you're lucky to be alive." |
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from Shearwater - Thieves (2005)
There's a mark where you were breathing
On the whitened window pane And the snow collects in shadows On this ordinary day But I've gone away I've gone away There's a bird where I lay dreaming When you came to change the sheets And the rooms where we made love And read the signs in the streets But I've gone away I've gone away There are dishes to be gathered And there's glasses to be filled And there's time to fill with talking And there's time for lying still But I'm gone away I'm gone away |
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from Shearwater - Everybody Makes Mistakes (2002)
Well, Benjamin
You crashed your plane again A beautiful tailspin It was going to happen soon enough The only question was when 'Cause I could smell the flames Just sleeping on your skin And I love you for the things you do And I don't care who you do them to You can wrap your stupid suffering around me Because I thought it out, in the time I've got And I don't care if I drown or not I just want to crash into that same cold sea On an airport "USA Today," in a dark black ballpoint pen You write, "These people are like skeletons Wrapped up in perfumed skin" And it's such a stupid sentiment But write it once again Let your anger fill the margin And I'll kiss your shaking hand. 'Cause I love you for the things you see And I don't mind if you see me With my wrinkled hands and glazed eyes As obscene You're right in ways that you don't know And you're untouched by the undertow All that speed and anger burns your body clean And I love you for the things you feel So thoroughly that they turn real As the sea comes rushing toward us Dark and cold And your rowmate, this nonentity As the screams and salt sea smother me Will reach out a wrinkled hand for you to hold But now the landing gear is starting to unfold The captain points the runway out below Where the Kent account is waiting to be sold And where you're going, down there I don't know |
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from Shearwater - Palo Santo (2006)
I won't go traveling tonight
I won't go back to the wolves, now There's something singing in the ice In the deepest part of the world And a film across my eyes As I'm watching all the waves turn white He took me out on the tide To make pearls of my eyes And uncover me, oh, without asking Tore every stich, every line, every hook, every eye Between him and the diamonds, diamonds I would not give, but maybe tonight I will With you holding my arms and my stuttering heart As I'm bound and flayed alive Oh, don't go traveling tonight Hold that child in your arms Well, there's no more canaries in the mine And a cloud, black over the water And a voice, low in my ear Says, "The things that we did here will never die" |
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from Shearwater - Thieves (2005)
They're more prepared to deal with pain perhaps
Than you could be in all your life's long years The lazy lip of sea, it calmly laps Beneath the looming disco's tens of tears Or sure their fondest love is for a fake An obviously fake contrived ideal In hotels high above the foaming lake Above bone plates he'd tie with lamb and veal And breathing smoke since folded into air And waving bills since spent on kid's grand schools Some fat cat calculated it right there The thing they'd turn so selflessly such tools The polished plate betrays a vacant host But they're more prepared to deal with pain than most |