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Pack of Cards
I huddled in the pack to ease the pain
Now I’m going off that med on a crazy train
I thought we we were hunting where no kin had ever roamed
But we were really stacking cards into a broken home
I used to see a place where I belonged
But only ever visible in the fog
It feels like a change of seasons,
With a wiser vision I’m seeing it a whole lot clearer
And there’s nothing here for me.
I was nearly starving, a farmer without a farm
Looking to prove myself, I only wanted to work real hard
I went to the fair grounds, to see about a job
They put me on commission and then I realized there was no sign anyone had ever been around
I used to see a place where I belonged
It was only ever visible in the fog
And it feels like a change of seasons,
When the promise breaks into wayward little pieces
And there’s nothing left for me.
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Shake it Off
03:25
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Shake it Off
I strolled out on the street again
I licked the shallow pool again
Scavenging in low light suits me fine
Because there’s a promise in the night
I’ve been sensing things I need to find
Smelling feasts beyond the sidelines
And now I know they’ll fill me up the same
As when we used to dine
In your brighter, warmer home
In those softer times
I feel calm now that I know my route
Paired the maze with an instinct reborn
I don’t know what I’m going to do
I’ll figure it out when I need
I’ll find cover when it storms
And I’ll shake it off when it leaks
When I’m seeing it like I do right now
I can piece it together some how
So don’t wait for me to come around again
There’s freedom in release
When I’ve got everything that I need.
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A Kind Tongue
04:06
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A Kind Tongue
I saw myself reflected in a flooded ditch tonight
I was a trembling silhouette against a cold, empty sky
I’ve been really feeling down, in need of a kind tongue
No good by myself, I can’t do it own my own.
We’re treading heavily in the winter mud
Bogged down in it like we said that we’d never become
In straying from the path, we got a thousand little cuts
We’re bleeding in the brush
Well I’m leaning, but you’re too far away
I won’t pin it on you, but I’m not ready to share the blame
From a distance I can tell that you feel the same
It’s hard to adjust what comes with age but it doesn’t have to be this way
I saw your shadow, limping on the street
I smelled blood on your flanks, and the rawness of your feet
Something is lurking, behind you in the wind
I gave off soft calls, but you never heard them
We’re treading heavily in the winter mud
Bogged down in it like we said that we’d never become
In straying from the past, we got a thousand little cuts
We’re bleeding in the brush
Well I’m leaning, but you’re too far away
I won’t pin it on you, but I’m not ready to share the blame
From a distance I can tell that you feel the same
It’s hard to adjust what comes with age but it doesn’t have to be this way
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New Energy
05:07
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New Energy
I’ve got a new energy today, there’s a firmness in my step
The kind that comes from carrying, then losing a heavy load.
I’m scrambling along
I hardly feel a thing
Without the weight the loosened stones
Don’t press into my feet
It’s all under control
I do what I’ve got to do
I don’t even think about it
And I don’t need you
You’re forgiven
You’re forgiven
Without the pain in my heart
There’s nothing left of you at all
It’s not that you didn’t mean something to me, you did
The hollow space you cast was a perfect measure of it
Even though it burned
I used to keep it close
Coveted like a key
To my natal home
But now I can see how small
It had always been
Compared to blunt trauma
It’s needle thin
You’re forgiven
You’re forgiven
Without the pain in my heart
There’s nothing left of you at all
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