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Bloodmoon, Pt. 2
03:00
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screen goes black some seconds
and i catch my own reflection
fish-eyed staring sinking
thinking almost nothing, almost nothing
all that awful sunshine
but i got a bloodmoon in my mind
like rock-filled pockets
staring off at
oil tankers floating by
fill my days with actions
fill my veins with folic acid
when the dog walks me i’m asking
if he’s onto something, knows that i am
fearless almost never
always one hand on the safety lever
and sure my life just ended
but my ghost still hasn’t noticed it
my mind’s made up
of the usual stuff
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2. |
Cis Jack
02:58
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i need a light, i need a lighter
i need a lighter song
for walking to work, for talking in spirals
just for getting on
nothing too long, nothing too complex
and light the breeze
the more that i think the darker the context
i need a light, some flint and some steel
a reason to crush something under my heel
and let it go out
try as i might, nothing gets brighter
i need a lighter song
for getting things wrong, for death and desire
maybe you’re right / there was some sort of deal
i can say the words right but i’m not gonna kneel
but i’ll let him go on
swear i saw him in the corner
shooting bourbon with the owner
going on and on about a new world order
swear i saw him in the corner
shooting bourbon with the owner
let him go on, let him go on
let him go on
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3. |
Stationary Saturn
04:04
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it’s on the wind, coming in waves now
caught in the scrimmed second floor window
when you encircle me I don’t know how to evade
something that can’t be shouldn’t seem so easy to make
it’s on the wind, Saturn is stationed
my throat it stripped down to the foundation
if I could even speak if I could even begin
you’ve encircled me there’s a storm rolling in
you’ll never know, softer than all this
mallet and bow, whispered and endless
all of my skin, exiled and nameless
floating away and perfectly still
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4. |
Lil Anvil
02:58
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i drew a line / i drew a line on me / splitting time into territories
never mind now how my tarot reads / alls a queen of swords / alls a fading dream
in the night / among the shaking leaves / no more anthills are calling home for me / lil anvil hiding under her sleeve / alls a burning ghost / all is in reverse / alls a fading dream
high on a sea of caustic notion
i am a being of constant motion
drew a line / i drew it nice and deep / through my mind through my lips through my teeth / never mind now how my tarot reads / alls a queen of swords / all is in reverse / alls a fading dream
i am a being of constant motion
i am a being of whatever
/ forever
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5. |
Jetsam
02:36
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if i ever come back
if that’s something people do
let me be an oak branch
let me be some lilac
let me be a thing that’s not too
scared to leave her room
petrified of context
hiding out till sunset
if i ever come back
if you had it your way, i’d stay
underneath your bed
remember when you wrote that?
will it ever come back?
now i keep my visions
and my missives in my head
let me be your jetsam
let it be distress-less
honey when you come back
i know you’ll be endless
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6. |
Drawings of Wildflowers
03:07
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dolly won't you check my pulse i'm
floating up and down
like an 8-bit castle ghost just
hovering off the ground
scattered and blown about
faded and fading out
things could turn around
but i know they won't
dolly won't you take our photo
take our photos down
i've got charcoals handmade posters
drawings of wildflowers
pictures of your hometown
mine is a fading sound
this could all work out
but i know it won't
sometimes we both laugh
everything rushes back
feels like this could last
but i know it won't
let's go out tonight
let's get all dolled up
i wanna see you in the
strands of colored lights
shining teeth and eyes
dolly you look so good and
i've never felt more fine
i think i feel alright
it took the longest time but
i think i feel alright
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7. |
Walking Backward
02:16
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stay, stay a little longer
you say as you’re walking backward
all legs and eyes like burning candles
i’m standing in place
the faint sound of something out there
makes me dizzier than all hell
with fangs and leering from the top stair
staring in space
lying in wait
i know my place
strange, staring in the mirror
to see something that you don’t feel
oh haven’t i changed?
haven’t I changed?
i know my place
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8. |
Demarcation Lines
03:05
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used to feel / just like a sociopath
now my heart pours out like rain
love you still / even when you don’t love back
kept your photograph in the frame
through this life / could you even call it mine?
so many parts replaced
now i watch you walk / your demarcation lines
that kind men always make
with venom in their veins
back when i / i was still the only kid
& everything you did was correct
taught myself / to keep myself well hid
took the kitchen shears to my dress
couldn’t handle being the mess
wonder what you’re doing
and if i’m doing it the same
staring at the ruins
looking for some point of blame
our names / are the same
as they were / from the first day
i'm pretty sure / there are worst things
our names / are the same
as they were / since the worst day
i’m watching you / turn the wrong way
& i can relate
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9. |
When You Hear My Bell
03:48
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in a puff of smoke / i can disappear
just a crumpled coat / in the corner chair
and my face will fade
my true form / a bat-winged terror
a bringer of harm / a black mark bearer
i could compel you to go/ i can curse you to stay
but i can’t change that hole in your heart / into a shape like me
my face will fade / my spells will break
when you hear my bell / you will forget my name
because i saw my fate
now I’m a deceiver
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10. |
Past Lives
04:14
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strange, where’s the term to describe this
i’ve flipped all through my codex
i made ribbons of pamphlets
just to wait —
with boots on the drainboard
making circles of sweet chords
blowing halos of soft words
in the Times left outside in the rain
every headline blurs out until meaningless
every half-life tries its best to remain
the hand on a spinning helm
we won’t be a part of this
when i’m placed in the background scenery
i’m a pile of of kindling
i'm in search of some kerosene
and a flame
before some vision unsettling
is boiling up through memory
is apparating ahead of me
but in no time i’ll be walking steadily
toward a closed door red light emanating
every passed life dies with your eyes on me
i’ve been a lot of things
and now i’ll be good company
but in no time i’ll be walking ahead of me
through a closed door, red light emanating
every passed life dies with your eyes on me
i’ve been a lot of things
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11. |
State of Shock
03:44
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nights when the autumn wind howls and bends
i’m watching, you’re breathing in like it won’t happen again
at any moment i'll be getting up on both sides of the bed
any moment you’ll be waking alone with a fog rolling in
the dog will bark at passing cars and passing thoughts
i’m passed the clock, the calendar, the coffee pot
i’m floating off at sea
darling, i think we’re living in a state of shock
swearing just one more then we’re turning it off
at any moment i’ll be breathing in on some backlot
at any moment you’ll be sleeping alone, you’ll be sleeping it off
the dog will bark at passing cars and poltergeist
i’m passed the bars the record shop the citi bikes
i’m floating off at sea
into the fiery leaves
with the sun burning east
the roadway is quiet and free
and stretched forever ahead
push a little more and then
a little more than i could stand
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12. |
JC Sci
03:38
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it was bad news on my birthday / the year i turned twenty five
an otherwise boring workday / caffeinated headache overtime
with the tv’s looping endlessly / information breaking live
cadences are all descending / traffic building up on 95
found a pamphlet, jacket pocket / the Scientists of Jesus Christ
offer us an end to all this / to open up our arms and close our eyes
i’m so catholic in my nonsense / but no one's gonna fool me twice
all the folklore and phylactery
points me to the factory
now i’m crossing the street / are they crossing after me?
another wish in the well / toll of a bell / never ending
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13. |
Like a Headstone
03:27
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under / so far under
in a stone cold
thousand year slumber
in a sea change / i rolled over
off the bed, off the bridge
off the the roll call order
read it out loud / like a headstone
found my place on the map
in my cellphone
made me cringe / like a suicide note
i wrote out as a kid
when i felt so old
then it was fall / and i was feeling
all the mysteries would soon
be revealing
watching smoke crawl / across the ceiling
crossed my heart, hoped to die
hoped to mean it
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