No artwork
Get Flash to see this player.
Description
DGDFCD. Capo on the 7th. I wrote some words, sang them. Feedback appreciated!
Leave a Comment
You must be registered and logged-in to comment.
Lyrics
You came here grinning
Like a gash in clay.
You awoke in
Morning’s throat –
The rivers choked
And you were broke,
You scraped the sky from blushing oak,
Drew squatting woodlands stroke by stroke.
You landed like lightning
Frayed from flight and smog,
Forehead warm,
Your palette torn –
You came alone,
All bruised from home,
You found a perch of brown-flecked stone
And huddled small against the storm.
Opened bare to sallow air, the caves that hold you swallow me,
And in gaunt prose, those circus throes that wrack you seek to hollow me –
They’ll fell you worn, like sodden corn, so when I go don’t follow me.
You courted silence
Like a noble wrapped in lace.
Transfixed by sand,
You tore the land,
And no command
Could stay your hand,
No law you’d ever understand:
The hills loomed larger as you ran.
You shrunk into new bodies,
Like a shadow playing dead.
You willed the fields
To birth their yield,
You chained your zeal,
Its sins all sealed,
You bore the dead out on their shields,
You shored the cities till they healed.
A spring long dead now dusts your head with soil, and you won’t call to me,
Like a thief drawn, awaiting dawn, I yearn for your awakening –
They’ll fell you worn, like sodden corn, so when I go don’t follow me.
Like a gash in clay.
You awoke in
Morning’s throat –
The rivers choked
And you were broke,
You scraped the sky from blushing oak,
Drew squatting woodlands stroke by stroke.
You landed like lightning
Frayed from flight and smog,
Forehead warm,
Your palette torn –
You came alone,
All bruised from home,
You found a perch of brown-flecked stone
And huddled small against the storm.
Opened bare to sallow air, the caves that hold you swallow me,
And in gaunt prose, those circus throes that wrack you seek to hollow me –
They’ll fell you worn, like sodden corn, so when I go don’t follow me.
You courted silence
Like a noble wrapped in lace.
Transfixed by sand,
You tore the land,
And no command
Could stay your hand,
No law you’d ever understand:
The hills loomed larger as you ran.
You shrunk into new bodies,
Like a shadow playing dead.
You willed the fields
To birth their yield,
You chained your zeal,
Its sins all sealed,
You bore the dead out on their shields,
You shored the cities till they healed.
A spring long dead now dusts your head with soil, and you won’t call to me,
Like a thief drawn, awaiting dawn, I yearn for your awakening –
They’ll fell you worn, like sodden corn, so when I go don’t follow me.
FEEL
Like the guitar, the vocals have a nice laid back feel to them. You have great vocal tone. The song reminds me a bit of early Led Zep. I thuroughly enjoyed it.