Palimpsest
Winter weather is not my soul
But the biding for spring...
Why’s everybody looking at me
Like there’s something fundamentally wrong
Like I’m a southern bird
That stayed north too long
Winter exposes the nest
Then I’m gone
Winter weather is not my soul
But the biding for spring...
Why’s everybody looking at me
Like there’s something fundamentally wrong
Like I’m a southern bird
That stayed north too long
Winter exposes the nest
Then I’m gone
Say valley maker
With the grace of a corpse
In a riptide
I let go
And I slide slide slide
Downriver
With an empty case by my side
An empty case
That’s my crime
And I sing (Say Valley Maker)
To keep from cursing
Yes I sing (Say Valley Maker)
To keep from cursing
River Oh
River End
River Oh
River End
River Go
River Bend
Take me through the sweet valley
Where your heart blooms
Take me through the sweet valley
Where your heart is covered in dew
And when the river dries
Will you bury me in wood
Where the river dries
Will you bury me in stone
Oh I never really realized
Death is what it meant
To make it on my own
Because there is no love
Where there is no obstacle
And there is no love
Where there is no bramble
There is no love
On the hacked away plateau
And there is no love
In the unerring
And there is no love
On the one true path
Oh I cantered out here
Now I’m galloping back
So bury me in wood
And I will splinter
Bury me in stone
And I will quake
Bury me in water
And I will geyser
Bury me in fire
And I’m gonna phoenix
I’m gonna phoenix
The Well
I could not work
So I threw a bottle into the woods
And then I felt bad
For the done paw
And the rabbit paw
So I went looking for the pieces
Of the bottle that I threw
Because I couldn't work
I went deep
Further than i could throw
And i came upon an old abandoned well
All boarded over
With a drip hanging from the bucket still
Well I watched that drip but it would not drop
I watched that drip but it would not drop
I knew what I had to do
Had to pull those boards off the well
When I got the boards off
I stared into the black black black
And you know I had to yell
Just to get my voice back
I guess everybody has their own thing
That they yell into a well
I gave it a coupla hoots
A hello
And a fuck all y'all
I guess everybody has their own thing
That they yell into a well
And as I stood like that
Staring into the black black black
I felt a cool wet kiss
On the back of my neck
Dang
I knew if I stood up
The drip would roll down my back
Into no man's land
So I stayed like that
Staring into the black black black
Well they say black is all colours at once
So I gave it my red rage my yellow streak
The greenest parts of me
And my blues I knew just what I had to do
I had to turn around and go back
And let that drip roll down my back
And I felt so bad about that
But wouldn't you know
When I turned to go
Another drip was forming
On the bottom of the bucket
And I felt so good about that
Rock Bottom Riser
I love my mother
I love my father
I love my sisters, too.
I bought this guitar
To pledge my love
To pledge my love to you.
I am a rock bottom riser
And I owe it all to you
I am a rock bottom riser
And I owe it all to you
I saw a gold ring
At the bottom of the river
Glinting at my foolish heart
So my foolish heart
Had to go diving
Diving, diving, diving
Into the murk
And from the bottom of the river
I looked up for the sun
Which had shattered in the water
And pieces were rained down
Like gold rings
That passed through my hands
As I thrashed and I grabbed
I started rising, rising, rising
I left my mother
I left my father
I left my sisters, too
I left them standing on the banks
And they pulled me out
Off this mighty, mighty, mighty river
I am a rock bottom riser
And I owe it all to you
I am a rock bottom riser
And I owe it all to you
I love my mother
I love my father
I love my sisters, too.
I bought this guitar
To pledge my love
To pledge my love to you
I feel like the mother of the world
Whether or not there is any type of god
I’m not supposed to say
And today
I don’t really care
God is a word
And the argument ends there
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world
With two children
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world
With two children fighting
When I was a boy I used to get into it bad
With my sister
And when the time came to face the truth
There’d only be tears and sides
Tears and sides
And my mother my poor mother
Would say it does not matter
It does not matter
Just stop fighting
Oh do I feel like the mother of the world
With two children
Running the loping
I lay on the bed in the dark
Laughing at things i think of
Getting off on the pornography of my past
Lighting matches and dropping them
Into a wet glass
It’s summer now and it’s hot
And the sweat pours out
And the air is the same as my body
And i breathe my body inside out
With sunlight around my skin turns brown
And you wouldn’t know me from your pa
Or Adam or Allah
But I haven’t changed
No I haven’t changed
Day is all that resolves
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Scratchmarks on my knees since I’ve been running
The bramble lee
When I’d much rather be wanting to be
Running the loping
Peace on your hand
Don’t be silly
But peace on my body
When tired and beaten
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Oh to live in the country
With a chicken and those other things
Where the hills loping
Where the dress and the hair in the river
Undulating
To take a wife and no paper
Never again to wonder
Did that rapper rape her
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Drinking at the dam
I remember drinking at the dam
With the jarheads on the other side
Warm beer and tearing up the cans
And all of us yelling abuse
Cutting school to go drinking at the dam
Skinmags in the brambles
For the first part of my life
I thought women had orange skin
It was the first part of my life
Second is the rest
And now teenage warchests fill
And do the dirty dirty work
It was the first part of their lives
Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
But the power is so much
Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam
Im new here
No No No No
I did not become someone different
I did not want to be
But I’m new here
Will you show me around
No matter how far wrong you’ve gone
You can always tournaround
Met a woman in a bar
Told her I was hard to get to know
And near impossible to forget
She said i had an ego on me
The size of Texas
Well I’m new here and I forget
Does that mean big or small
Turnaround turnaround turnaround
And I’m shedding plates like a snake
And it may be crazy but I’m the closest thing I have
To a voice of reason
Turnaround turnaround turnaround
And you may come full circle and be new here again
Running the Loping
I lay on the bed in the dark
Laughing at things i think of
Getting off on the pornography of my past
Lighting matches and dropping them
Into a wet glass
It’s summer now and it’s hot
And the sweat pours out
And the air is the same as my body
And i breathe my body inside out
With sunlight around my skin turns brown
And you wouldn’t know me from your pa
Or Adam or Allah
But I haven’t changed
No I haven’t changed
Day is all that resolves
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Scratchmarks on my knees since I’ve been running
The bramble lee
When I’d much rather be wanting to be
Running the loping
Peace on your hand
Don’t be silly
But peace on my body
When tired and beaten
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Oh to live in the country
With a chicken and those other things
Where the hills loping
Where the dress and the hair in the river
Undulating
To take a wife and no paper
Never again to wonder
Did that rapper rape her
All we need is here on earth
About every other day
Drinking at the Dam
I remember drinking at the dam
With the jarheads on the other side
Warm beer and tearing up the cans
And all of us yelling abuse
Cutting school to go drinking at the dam
Skinmags in the brambles
For the first part of my life
I thought women had orange skin
It was the first part of my life
Second is the rest
And now teenage warchests fill
And do the dirty dirty work
It was the first part of their lives
Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
But the power is so much
Drinking at the dam
Holding back what I can
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam
I’m just drinking at the dam
Let me See the Colts
Knocked on your door at dawn
With a spark in my heart
Dragged you from your bed
And said let me see the colts
Let me see the colts
That will run next year
Show them to a gambling man
Thinking of the future
Have you been drinking no
Nor sleeping
The all-seeing
all-knowing eye is dog
tired
And just wants to see the colts
We walked out through
The dew dappled brambles
And sat upon the fence
Is there anything as still
as sleeping horses
Is there anything as still
as sleeping horses
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