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Salty Blanket
04:21
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Salty Blanket
I’ve been walking around for days
Avoiding all that still remains
Doing my best to grow a beard
Willing you to reappear
Watching tankers out at sea
Bigger than you would believe
There’s a splotch across the sun
I still think of you when I come
Show me how to set this straight
Can someone die from heartache
It’s impossible to see
An impending catastrophe
There’s a thickness to the air
A salty blanket that you wear
All the seagulls on the pier
Fly away then reappear
I’m not working much these days
Maybe I should go away
Where’s the remedy the cure
God this life is too absurd
Show me how to set this straight
Can someone die from heartache
It’s impossible to see
An impending catastrophe
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2. |
Half Dead Oak
04:13
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3. |
Evelyn's Dream
04:02
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Evelyn’s Dream
FLOATING ON THE BREEZE OF A FLYCATCHER’S WING
I PASS THROUGH THE WOODS AT THE TAIL END OF SPRING
HOPING TO HEAR HER SINGING OUT IN THE DARK
FOR NIGHT HAS THE LONGEST OF ECHOES
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
THIS NIGHT THE FIELD MOUSE WILL BE LOST TO THE OWL
THIS NIGHT TWO LOVERS WILL THROW IN THE TOWEL
LONG TIL THE MORNING GIVES VOICE TO THE WREN
I’LL TAKE ONE LAST LOOK FOR YOU AGAIN
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
ALONE ON THE BROOK
KNOWING THIS PLACE IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMED
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
BUT RISING I KNOW IT WAS ALL IN HER HEAD
NO RIPPLING WATERS PASS BETWEEN THE RED
SKY OF THE MORNING
AND SHEETS OF THE BED
AND THE DENT IN THE MATTRESS THE OLD MAN
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
KNOWING NO END TO THIS NARROW STREAM
ALONE ON THE BROOK OF EVELYN’S DREAM
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4. |
Acorn
04:13
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Acorn
Rest your head here on my heaving sweaty chest
You seem vague and dispossessed
I know no one ever opens like a bridge
Maybe you could use a switch
The way the morning light frames your silhouette
Please come with me Juliet
Did you see me at the pulpit Sunday morn
Comparing grace to an acorn
Mixing metaphors tripping over words
Maybe faith is for the birds
My heart doesn’t beat in time with anything
I’m pretty sure the past needs burying
Late at night sometimes your face will just appear
I know that must sound so weird
You only know me as the guy who plants your trees
And I’m almost in my forties
Taking pictures of the things that I’ll forget
Please come with me Juliet
I know people who can live with their regrets
Guess I wouldn’t make that bet
There’s a train that leaves at eight am on Friday
I’ll be waiting at your driveway
My heart doesn’t beat in time with anything
I’m pretty sure the past needs burying
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5. |
Fountain
02:34
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Fountain
It’s a seventies sky
Like when I was a child
I’m shaking but I don’t know why
There’s smoke in the air
Then goldfinches appear
I’m beguiled and always unprepared
Calling out some name
Calling out some name like it’s a prayer
Running through the woods
Sweating in my saggy underwear
Standing on this mountain
Hands flapping shouting
I’m tripping weeping like a fountain
I know there’s no escape
From obstacles I make
I’m swimming in all my own mistakes
Thinking of a place
Thinking of a place I used to live
Remembering the roof
Memories I never could forgive
I’m ready now Hoping I’m ready to live
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6. |
Let Loose
02:31
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Let Loose
Oh softest morning oh frozen light
Fallow field fluttering with life
Snakes seeming swimming soaking some sun
Dandelion seeds come undone
Peaches are rotting in the grass
Everything turns too fast
Oh dappled dove oh brindled squirrel
Sunflowers describing a circle
Migrating Monarchs moving methodically
Crows watching from the birch tree
Leaves know winter’s coming soon
They’ll need to learn to let loose
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7. |
The Moon is a Sliver
03:24
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8. |
Field of Tomorrow
03:30
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Field of Tomorrow
I’m afraid to walk to the end of the road
There’s something there in the moonlight
Something dark in the road
And I don’t wanna talk about these tough solutions
Something cold in the sunshine
Something lost in the waves
And we both know
There’s a long way to go
And we’ve lost time
Chasing the wind
I worry for hearts of the parted companions
Reaching out through the window
Through a desert of held breaths
And I don’t wanna lose my way to salvation
Forget that I had a garden
In the field of tomorrow
And we both know
There’s a long way to go
And I’ve lost time
Chasing the wind
And imagining your--
And we both know
There’s a long way to go
And we’ve lost time
Chasing the wind again
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9. |
Mossy Rock
03:12
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Mossy Rock
There is a rock blanked in the thickest moss
Out by the river where no one seems to go
Days when I’m low all undertowed
I walk these seven some-odd miles and I talk
Let me hear you say sorry
I can tell that you’re worried
All the trees in the forest
Know that I’m honest and ready to confess
I’ll sob my secrets into the fracture
That splits this stone in two like a cracker
Whisper my desires into that hollow
And see what comes of it tomorrow
Let me hear you say sorry
I can tell that you’re worried
All the trees in the forest
Know that I’m honest and ready to confess
I climb on top lay in the moss
And listen to the story of it’s journey
Crawling out of the sea before anybody
And offering this moment of atonement
And Maybe I don’t deserve it
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10. |
John Muir
04:08
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John Muir
I look out from this sandy shore to the open ocean blue
And the cool breeze off the water lifts my hood
The seabirds make a ragged noise, it sounds like they’re complaining
Is there something that they know, something I should?
And in a forest to the west pillars rise up to the sky
A basilica of maple, pine and birch
But holy men with their only book say heaven put them there for us
So they cut the forest down and built a church
And the reason John Muir wrote about trees
Is the reason that they kicked out Adam and Eve
It’s a fight as old as the Great Pyramid
Do we praise Mother Nature or put her up for bid?
Til the Alleghenies are as bare as the moon?
Til it’s a hundred and thirty by a quarter to noon?
Til the flood waters rise and the saints march in?
Will we ever see blue skies smiling again?
I get a sense of winter’s chill when November leaves go brown
And the chimney tops start putting out their smoke
And I wonder why the lakes go dry and the ice drifts out to sea
And the men in towers laugh like it’s a joke
Their antithetic creeds go awkwardly hand in hand
The sign of the cross and the sign of the dollar bill
But the glory of a moonrise and the thunder of a wave
Have yet to be included in your will
And the reason John Muir wrote about trees
Is the reason that they kicked out Adam and Eve
It’s a fight as old as the Great Pyramid
Do we praise Mother Nature or put her up for bid?
Til the Alleghenies are as bare as the moon?
Til it’s a hundred and thirty by a quarter to noon?
Til the flood waters rise and the saints march in?
Will we ever see blue skies smiling again?
It’s the bend in the road that leads to the ditch
And who are the saviors and which one is which
When your reason for dying rules the way that you live
What does it matter the answer you give?
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11. |
Every Feather Shines
03:11
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Every Feather Shines
Two lifeless sparrows
Lay in the snow
Unjustly killed by
My too clean window
So many songs unsung
But I’ll take your melodies
and I’ll give you life once again
With words about endless skies
and long soaring dives that never ever end
Though just as tragic
Only now can I be
Close enough to see
Your perfect beauty
And every feather shines
But I’ll take your melodies
and I’ll give you life once again
With words about endless skies
and long soaring dives that never ever end
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12. |
The Lilies
02:32
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The Lilies
Clueless as a fledgling baby bird
I was overheard talking to the sky
Asking heavens why can’t I overcome
This stupid feeling from deep inside my brain?
Cue the evening rain
Chorus: And though for some it’s reassuring It hasn’t been for me
And after all I’ve given all the fucks I have for considering the lilies
V: Crash the kite untie the daisy chain
Cork the good champagne
The picnic’s been postponed
Let’s just all get stoned
And marvel at how slow
The treetops seem to blow
Then call it a day
And phone the fiancee
And though it makes some love seem stable
It’s never has for mine
And in the end I’ve never been the type
To make hay while the sun shines
And though for some it’s reassuring
It’s really not for me
And after all I’ve given all the fucks I have
For considering the lilies
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13. |
This Brilliant Display
03:34
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This Brilliant Display
Soft fragile rain then hard light again
The way the wind surges and strains
Moss on the trees finger-like leaves
You ask me why I don’t believe
You hear your name in every sound
Feel some presence all around
You ask me how this all happened
I see the things that are blackened
Remnants of winter thawing and shimmer
You step your foot in the river
Hand to the sky I’m always surprised
The way the sun burns through my eyes
You see design everywhere
A hand pushing paint through the air
Point to this brilliant display
I watch a world in decay
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14. |
Intertwined
01:50
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Intertwined
I’ve been walking on this trail for eighteen days
Seen some things I’ve been shocked I’ve been amazed
And I know the brightest stars are still so far away
Stretching out across the ridge I watched a hawk
I remember what we said last time we talked
I’m not running but I’m not looking behind
You said everything’s a little intertwined
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Burst & Bloom is a small, independent record label and book publisher based in Kittery and Bath, ME.
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