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sing you
04:58
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Sing you, what God made me
Sing you, what God made me
I’m a little lamb, your weakened limb
Sing you, what God made me
Sing you, what God made me
I’m a broken mast, and I’m all at sea
Silence rises on what’s known
And his thoughts they bring me low
It’s in a story long foretold
He is gone and will go no more
He shall be brought low
And they shall burn together (and while I held him)
She said, fly, fly away
We can be of one feather
Sing you, what God made me
Sing you, what God made me
I’m your hunted king
And I’m fucked right royally
Right royally, I’m fucked right royally
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unbecoming
03:53
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I heard the sound like a bird call
Standing here behind the wall
There was some talk about a war
But the birds still fly like they did before
They seem to know what is to come
Unaffected by any wrong
I saw a man torn limb from limb
But there was nothing I could do for him
He’d loved a woman back in this town
And so I went to make her my own
Unaffected by any wrong that I might do
So lay me down into your arms
I know I will not come to harm
And I’ll take you down and be your man
But close your eyes and you might feel his hands
Unaffected by any wrong that we might do
Unbecoming
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would you have it
06:12
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Would you have it this way, no more to touch
The imprint once made now fades in this dwindling light
Would you have it this way, no more to feel
The limbs that once swelled under a touch known so well
would now fight it
Would you have it this way, no more to know
Yes, it’s true, that’s just what you’d do, and you would have it.
Blood spilled is spilt in love only
Any skin that we split is split in desire
Bodies felled, they fall together
But if you would come this way
I would be bird for you, I would be rock for you
And I’d be your tree
If you would come this way I would be wolf for you
I’d rain down upon you
I’d be your sea
Blood spilled is spilt in love only
Any skin that we split is split in desire
Bodies felled, they fall together
There every night and we’re one inside the other
I’m a burning tree that has ached for you
And has grown for you
And my limbs will grow stronger
I’m a burning tree that has ached for you
But can ache for you no longer
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for the birds
04:47
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I stole a feather, and stole another
And with needle and twine
I bound your body to mine
There are things we must disguise
See how their eyes turn back to shine
I’d will it mine, but their mouths they whisper low
and mark me
I hear her sing her loving words
But now I know that my love is for the birds
So I stole a feather, and stole another
And with needle and thread
I sewed you into the lining of my bed
So stay here by my side
See the Lord abides us in this crime
I fell into the sea of her skirt
But now I know that my love is for the birds
The swallow he eyes me like a killer
But he won’t say if he could go one better
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gathering for the feast
05:38
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I like to watch you rise from the water
The steam coming from your skin
You dry yourself all over
Well a door is open, won’t you let me in?
I hear the horses in the stable
The dogs that lower in the field
As we are dancing around the table
And I’m pushing
(…)
There is something that I must say
But the words just disappear from my sight
I’ve got a taste for you now
So would you let me eat you tonight?
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in our way
05:11
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The sun rises in the morning
It’s time to go again
This light makes its slow way across you
And I’m ready to go there again
In this light, oh this light
It has seen us in our perfect way
A black dog out in the field
Is sometimes a sign
And sometimes it’s just a way that I lengthen my time
with you
It’s what you do with your skin
You push me out and then pull me back in
Into your tragedies and your comedies
But won’t you just let me be
Just be in my way
It’s what you do with your skin
You breathe me out and then breathe me back in
Into your tragedies and your comedies
And you’d say just let you be
Just be in your way
A black dog out in the field is sometimes a sign
But mostly now it’s just a way
That I lengthen my time
With you
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7. |
she lays with wolves
05:02
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I would not take exception
I want to be your reflection
I would not take you lightly
I want to be your one nightly
For we have borne witness to so many things
From the silence we found our way to sing
And when we low, all so full of chest
While in the night my love, she takes her rest
She lays with the wolves
I have my method and I have my way
And it serves me very well here in my day
But the night, man, that’s just another thing
The darkness does its slow unravelling
And she lays with the wolves
Now I unravel some bit of you
To see what lies behind
But you just laugh and push me away
And you say, ”my love, I know what’s on your mind.”
She lays with the wolves, now I’m inside
In her arms and her legs and her body
We’re of one kind
Now on reflection I can be
An exception and my own mystery
We walk in circles just to confuse
Your own true loving is what I will use
And we’ll build that kingdom for our own
Where I will lord over
And I’ll wait in the darkness until you fall asleep
On my shoulder
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only the owl knows
04:50
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I rise early, my love, to see the dawn with you
To breathe the light in and the heat from your skin
A night beneath a blanket of me
I lay across you in praise
This is how I would start my days
And end them too
I made this skin for you
In the darkness it seems
The trees whisper their dreams
But only the owl knows where
And which way our love would grow
So I hold him close to my chest
And just seemed the best way
When we long to be wise to our love’s eyes
But to know that you’re true
I made this skin for you
This morning I’m up before the birds
And run my hands through owl feathers
But when we let go you rise and I stay low
And though I have nothing of you
I still have these wings
Their spreading is like the sing
And it’s like they sing
But I flap around blind
In the darkness to find
Some skin to touch
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waywardbreed Melbourne, Australia
Stark, spacious dark folk-inspired songs. 'Dark Pastoral' coming soon.
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" hushed songs that swell with a powerful stoicism, illustrated by beautiful imagery...The work of a true craftsman..." - Bandcamp Hunter
"(Gathering for the Feast) is a record that's personal, revealing & spacious all at once." - Robbie Buck 'The Inside Sleeve' (ABC RN)
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