jon & liam
"playing on some atavistic region of the subconscious that reacts to fear and beauty, that treats intense wonder and dread as the same emotion. It’s the same area of the brain that tells us to light candles and throws coins down wells no matter how secular our society becomes" - www.wakethedeaf.co.uk/2016/02/24/old-earth-lay-for-june/
Won't find hope, won't find grace,
Won't find a ray in the dark, or The Call
This is one you will miss, they put it on the fence
"brittle, crushed"
Won't find something that fills in the holes,
Won't find it broke, won't find it broke
Won't find the colors and won't find the smoke,
Won't find the rails and won't find the road
When the cage starts to rattle it shakes all your bones,
filled in the role and pitched down a hole
Sung to a tower that echoes the home,
"Don't knock the boat as long as it floats"
On down the row and on down the road
Killed on the row and killed on the road
"Ship to Ship (rough running)"
Don't die on this boat!
Take it ashore, and burn the ribs
Out of sight, out in smoke, out of it, home
But it wasn't a boat!
It was a whale, singing harbor songs
What have you done with that sail?
Is it the sheet on your bed?
Only bound to make,
Only half awake,
Only as it's told
I'm on the hardest road,
I'm on the hardest row
"trace parts (you, me, & us)"
In case,
the dust is all that's left of us
underneath the growing rust
undone
And in case
(this is something I can't take)
I can't find a lie
and leave it where it lays,
not when all but haste
was lost along the way, in case...
"Nothing Gives Way"
Here came that breath from the cave
Here came that thing that you hold over and over again, and
Here came that thing that you fold,
Here came that thing that you fold over and over again,
unspeakable
"All No Few Many Any"
It was the fall-
blame it on the roof,
don't blame it on us
led, closed, involved
You count those stars from the roof, but a light becomes mine
when I'm holding my eyes to the ground
"Woke Down"
(instr.)
"book to book (crooked on both sides)"
Didn't you love all the other men?
Didn't you love a man who sang it blue?
Didn't you love all the other men?
So I slept with books in bed, piles of books in bed,
Why do they always cut down the tallest tree? Good Lord.
"Named- for, or belonging to"
Won't find comfort in day
You know what comes when you call its name
You know what comes when you dance in the forest at night
"one Eye at a time"
Always in need of a tension
Always in need of a help
Always in need of affection
Always in need of a well
If we say it's so, that makes it so!
Always in need of intention
Always in need of a help
"Read and Keep"
You should've paid attention,
all of the caves gave a cause for the sound
You should've paid attention,
"This is not mine, this is not what I am"
Hide it in the middle of the day!
"that thing
that haunts
that whole day"
(instr.)
"When I started walking, it was light out"
Cut from the line, aging from the wrong kind of time,
and what of those ruins we climbed?
Oh how I miss you, Darlin' I miss you
tree after tree, and
page after page
sea after sea, and
wave after wave, like we were bound to break...
"near Nothing"
Mom, it's me
Mom, it's ME
When the wind finally caught up, in a place that I'd never name...
one of my favorites this year, and i'm crossing my fingers it gets a physical release. chris porterfield remains one of the best lyricists, writing songs that conjure up emotions that feel so tangible. his form of storytelling is like sitting down with someone and having a conversation; everything is laid out right in front of you, ready to be picked up. Laura B.
A collection of short stories set to music, the latest from Dave Perkins pairs evocative writing with rustic Americana arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 17, 2023
