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Two Minds
03:22
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Part net, part wind
Full sail, all slack
Some nerve, some fear
Abundance and lack
There's something wrong with me
All calm, all thrum
Called forth, called back
All want, no smarts
Twinned light and black
Dense is the mystery
Bright mute, dull roar
Bright shock, no more
Straight time, no swing
Beginning beginning
Driving without stopping
Narrowing, sharpening
Listening for you listening
Ambered in this binary
This is all it's meant to be
Sharp act, mirrored charm
Hedged bets, false alarms
A supplicant with empty arms
All reason disappearing
Driving without stopping
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2. |
This Divorce
04:55
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I'm so glad this is over--
lead away in cuffs
to a single bed in cinderblock
From a romance that drove her
to the stormy bluff
where the ocean itself wouldn't be enough
The night all spent, then the day's lament
The cycle's fatal force finally ran its course
straight to this divorce
Search your night for a reason
Try to lay some blame
Find the perfect point where the slide began
Hit the floor on your knees and
what about this shame?
We don't care about that, they said,
that's not why you came.
The city of the mind
became a house then a room
then it emptied out and became a tomb
A progression that won't go anyplace
An obsession that leads to a loss of faith
The night all spent (oh the violation)
Then the day's lament (and annihilation)
They cycle's fatal force (rescued rebuilt and)
finally ran it's course (preserved)
straight to this divorce
Sometimes I want so badly
to taste you again,
taste that little bit of oblivion.
No need to exaggerate
the wreckage it made
The wounds might heal but the scar won't fade
The night all spent...
(I got to know it fairly well)
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Beatrice
04:52
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I don't know how I can move, I can move this thing forward.
Here is so far from the cool hand of relief.
A dark wood of winter trees with no sense of its borders
You can't see my hand, you won't feel my grief.
I'll be left holding the bag, one end of the phone, a string with no balloon, when I look to find you gone.
Hold onto yourself, you're gonna need, you're gonna need it.
Leave the other stuff by the riverbank and slip inside.
The call from the crowd well you don't, you don't really need it.
The river's dark, the river's wide.
And I'm here holding the bag...
Wild and rough, why have you left the trail?
You're nearer than you were--I'm left here to fail.
I am Beatrice, I am the bold survivor.
I the hand and you the glove.
I am the boat and you are the diver.
As love moves me, I speak because of love.
And I'm left holding the bag...
You're gone
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4. |
The Yield
03:34
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I don't sound so out of key
though it's been awhile since you thought of me
That's ok, I don't take it personally
I've been working on the farm
I use my back, I use my arms
I think this crop will turn out beautifully
But I keep one eye on the city lights
And I see you there in your heels and tights and your top-hats
Almost ruefully
There's a wind that blows through now and then
That says I may never see you again
I lean on my hoe almost desperately
But I'll be here through the winter snow
And I'll be here when the garden grows again
But I don't want anyone to know
I didn't give you all I had
No one should have treated you so badly
Then like a dream you disappear
I think, I can't even see you from here
I go in and sleep deeply
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5. |
A Marriage
05:10
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Block out the noise, bring home the war--
nobody knows us.
Protect the heart--this is an art--
from the heat and commotion
Welcome inside the hush of a church
the walls of a fortress.
If you lose faith--when you lose faith--
they just might hold us.
This is a marriage:
get down from your carriage,
drop all your baggage,
you are home.
My dark is your light, we can't both be right
but we can outrun our injury.
Flashes of joy, dead zones of comfort--
don't be alarmed: without chaos there can still be mystery.
The pull of the thread, the feeling of dread--
your escape is not a destiny.
For when you come back--if you come back--
Well, this house is no guarantee.
This is a marriage...
When this one whispers in your ear:
fall silent, take off out of there.
It's just confusion in the glare.
Come in, come in, come in.
The boat on the shore,
the boat on the horizon.
If you won't receive the wave at your door
you will become an island.
So many years, so much at stake--
surely you can make it?
I haven't changed--well, maybe I have,
and you just couldn't take it.
If you slow down, you can find peace here.
If you seek peace, you can make peace here, 'cause
This is a marriage.
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6. |
Song and Dance
03:06
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I was a song and dance man,
fine with no plan,
those were the days.
Rain on the windshield,
dry stalks in dead fields,
the crowd from the stage.
Don't weight it down, I hear you say.
You were a song and dance man
back in the day.
Virtuosos and vandals,
no you can't hold a candle
to the band on a tear.
Oh, the glow of admiration,
a pit-stop at a gas station, yeah
we got out of there.
Don't second guess it, you were second to none.
You put your head down,
You got the job done.
Now I think in terms of what's lost and what's won.
I thought ecstatic visions would be more fun.
Oh, it's dense and it's raw and it's credible, but it isn't for me.
It doesn't feel at all like a safe place to be.
I like the way it sounds
not the way it is,
the set of the scene.
I like the way it looks,
the chorus and the hook,
I don't care what you mean.
I hear you say take it easy, take it slow
I taught you everything, all that I know
You're just a song and dance man, oh.
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7. |
You're a Big Girl Now
04:40
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8. |
Fatal Fire
05:57
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Oh, Abelard, you really broke my heart
You were all that desire could be
Oh, Abelard, you really rode me hard
Turned and you set me free
Amid stone cold glances
I prayed to a god with calloused hands
As if he were the only worthy opponent
to desires demands
Oh, Heloise, get up off your knees
You must know, I'm a blowhard and windy
Oh, Heloise, were you too blind to see
The fear in my piety?
One look at you
And desire's war would ever be won
To be Spartan and ardent are the only virtues
Where I come from
Oh, Abelard, you're a tired bard
Sing me a new song
Oh, Abelard, how could it not be hard
To make a heaven where we belong?
I beg you to think what you owe me
Give ear to my plea?
Our sorrows divided are lightened
Think once of me?
Stop stop stop stop talking Heloise
Get up off your knees
It's true dear, I gave you no comfort
No solace or peace at all
I took off in flight and in silence
To be far away from your call
I searched an asylum to lock and secure me from love
I promised myself I'd forget you, but you're all I think of
I'm no longer in need of it,
Won't die, I won't bleed for it
If cruelty's the means by which
You will take leave of this, please:
Douse your heart's fatal fire
Leave me to my unrest
(Oh, fly me, fly me, fly me, far as pole to pole.
Rise alps between us, let whole oceans roll.
Come not, write not, think not once of me
Nor share in one pang of all that I once felt for thee)**
**from Alexander Pole, Eloisa to Abelard
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9. |
Hunter
04:12
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So upsetting I was shaking
So tired of the way you make it all up
Breezing in with your "who me?" eyes
To move the pieces of my life
But I'm not your kid, I'm not your wife
The fever pitch, the vicious fighting
The dissembling, the gas-lighting
You can move on to something new
What is of consequence to you?
The path keeps falling from your view
The hunt is up ahead
I see you standing on that stair
Your school-girl tie, your long, blonde hair
You set your sights on me, from there
I was of your making
The truth of it hurts so I don't speak it
I hate how pliable, how meek I am
Me the ball and you the tether
Me the vane and you the weather
I think we wrote this myth together
For a hunter, you're not that good a listener
The deer hears danger everywhere
But oh, Diana, you bring me down without a sound
You are not cruel, I am persuaded
Despite your game and how you played it
A subtle frenzy I intuit
A desperate need in how you view it
Can't I just bless and leave you to it?
But it doesn't work that way
It doesn't end, it's never over
It's of no use to run for cover
But you're not my teacher, you're not my lover
You're not my teacher, not my lover
I see you standing on that stair...
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10. |
Passenger
05:14
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It's a long car ride on the passenger side
With the late winter sun warm on your face
You don't know quite when you'll arrive
But you'll know when you feel its grace
Everything has come to the beginning
The body still, the mind still spinning
The dance confounded by the dancer
The question hidden by the answer
I know just how you feel
it's like--, it's like--, it's like--
Don't fret, I'll take the wheel
I'll drive, I'll ride beside you
It's a long white road with the radio low
It's a tough time, but for now it feels alright
Time stretched out, for now it moves slow
The horizon is still in sight
The seas back up against the oceans
And all at rest and all in motion
All meaning spent, the words all spoken
My love a wilderness unbroken
I don't know how you feel
It's not like, it's not like, it's not like
Don't fret, I'll take the wheel
I'll drive I'll ride I'll drive alright I'll drive I'll ride beside you.
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11. |
That Is All
04:25
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