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11 Songs And Stories

by The Bison

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1.
Your glutton and your giver both know where they're from When your broken jaw is hanging I still know you've sung You come to my house tonight Just to find I'm not home You, you'll dream in pairs tonight But you know that I'm not home Yeah, you. Don't send me prayers tonight You should know I'm not home You just want to meet tonight But I don't know why I run
2.
Page one Cold town Ten years No words to be heard The guard, in form They come by storm, burning the yards, Bearing red arms And with a burst in the night, he comes to fill his need "But Mother keep your hair high, let the rain serve his drink 'Cause it all depends on you, you know As I'll do anything to show That I can stop this" Crossed out, the lights And five years down And up the wall The chime will call out the day "But son," she says, "You mustn't raise Your hands in hate This isn't how we live (Oh fate!)" "And if you murder this man, know you'll be killing me For our lungs all share one breath, and our hands all one sin But it all depends on you, you know As I cannot choose for you, son Yes, you must bear this" Tonight he'll come and sing The Fall on our home But ghosts do not recall that pull of lungs after all Tonight I kill the line that binds his hands to your soul So now I lift the shaft and feel my hands...
3.
So strange it seems This place under my feet I still see in the nether That I killed a man today Though he was our enemy But these ghosts will not be swayed by it No, no, I'm not ashamed He's buried with his sins there So you won't be defaced again So you can rest I must keep moving, mother Or this cold will be my end With two men's demons on my back And boulders of quartz I have for hands Yes, tell them you have no son But just wear it on your tongue I'm not sure I can do this alone For you I've tread this path There is no turning back They're coming for me, ma Don't let them catch me, ma For you I'll be ashamed, just Please don't forsake my name And come to see me again someday Someday.
4.
Here is one more mistake I've made: Stealing this song from empty graves But I can't feel all too bad 'cause I know that I can just ask them They're up and walking now And dancing across the ground And yeah I know that I will meet them there My dad, he told me the other day, "Well, son if you don't stand up for nothin', Then you'll fall straight to the ground, like heavy rain, for everything." So now I'm wondering Why all this world would trick And blind me 'till I choke on it You were the last mistake I've made So now I'm wanderin' through new caves And I understand it's probably not your favorite place to sleep So can you help me now To be afraid of all this change 'Cause I'm not afraid of anyone Or anything
5.
A Killing 1 01:30
And yes there are spiders here And yes they are everywhere Oh, and they'll bite And I'll let them bite Drain me of my life
6.
Now you see your face This wet embrace of your fiery cheeks And your turning page And you see this was your life Now you drift up toward the sky You reach out, fingers stretched As he sinks down into his bed Now the fog sweeps in Through arbres de squelette And you miss your feet But it frees your wings So now you can be unseen No longer afraid of dreams For though they reach up toward the sky They will never know your height They're in my home They're in my home They're in my head But it's nothing special Now you see that place from which you have left And the people who have missed your face And the laughs you gave But the dogs still know your love They scream, "Keep on going up! Until you reach the stars above! Then please rain back down on us." They're in my home They're in my home They're in my head But it's nothing special That creek's now dry, it waits It waits for rain to bring new waves.
7.
Waking to misty air The waves are splashing--oh, they're crashing--on our bed And dust clouds on the sky's edge But we're still coughing--must be nothing--where we stand And we made this place, dug it out Using all we know 'till every stone shone as of gold And we climbed the branch up one more In the same tree that we planted so long before Now we reach the sky, we reach it all We've got to try, the stars cannot do it alone And the wooden men, with their perfect rhyme, Will be a stand by which we will never be finished in walking our line And time Our time The branches where I lay to rest are blown sideways And this irksome face upon my wrist, it shows no man It laughs Waking to misty air These stones of gold feel much like cold ground under head And all of the beauty here Worked by kind hands, it's all we have now to give But there's not one of those kind hands left to share it with She lies, still, on a hill where she rests We'll share hands, rebuild this dream again
8.
Light me the spark Let's breathe in the dark 'Till all our thoughts are caught as smoke and fog "These years you've come And always with a steady hand A steady home And my beard has grown beyond its years But I'm still adrift If all alone, we are And all along, we've been Perfect as is, but What if I've just missed Grace?" "Find me one the blade of grass That shows its green for just One man's eyes And dancing jigs with chimes Won't make you seem more a prize To the Sun If all alone we are Then all alone it's all And easily The Fall does Land And once I found my fate At the River's bank And these things you ask Are voiced best From the River Waves So go" Eye, an eye and I can see Patterns in the fire Waiting by the riverside tonight
9.
A Killing 2 07:26
Your seasons lay barren, they've turned into this: A mark on your white winter dove Under swimming pools you cried your hidden abyss While we both just laughed and made fun But I know how much you love The ghosts, they die screaming, their sheets all in twists Though straightened once they've laid you out An end is. Your ending, it cried, "Certain is this!" It sounds, "(nothing)" with your face in the mud And I saw your end on the screen So now it's time to start pulling teeth Don't go Don't let them take you in Don't... Because I can't see a thing in nothing The clouds are misshapen, just to block out the Sun His back to the warm, loving light But dead chests seeking beauty can't turn cold [in]to snow Ashes are all that can fall And I kick them up to the sky Let them find some rest in the heights But don't go Just don't be the moon tonight Don't... 'Cause I can't see a thing This rest turned cold sleep I just want to wake up into light And yes, there is wind here And yes, it is everywhere And let it drain me of my mind My body to the sky My body to the sky
10.
We crashed into the waves, and we found the Man Inside the Bay And he pulled us to his face with the white eyes And he said to "pray... ...Today for tomorrow. 'Cause it'll all be washed away, if you follow." So he let us go and we sank to the bottom. And we swam down to the base of the ocean, where the colors fade We landed on a massive drain, and pulled the plug up And we plunged... ...Away again to the middle of the world The fiery creatures down there preyed on you, my darling little girl But the water quickly came, and it doused their flames And we ran and found ourselves a back way A door led our escape to the cliff-edge of the Earth And we looked out past our ledge And there was nothing there but starry-scape And our bodies rose in that endless space So we drifted up all the way To where the light doesn't come from any single place You said it was a star, but I said I knew that place Where the bodies are taken after being laid to rest And we saw your brother there; he knew your face And, smiling, pointed up and said, "Keep on your way To the next line. To the far heights." So then we shot upward past that new sky To where all shapes are wrenched from the mind's eye Where colors swirl and fade to their own right Where range of time and spectrum are men's lies And then we heard His voice come from inside And though it tore through us we gave no fight It said, "You are not the ones to hold Any sort- or measure of control. "'Cause we are all a part of this one life. And how dare you decide what is right? If I wanted oceans to be dry The change would have come before all time." And then it left us lying in the desert Though the rain had turned it to swamp. You grabbed my hand and we began to walk. When we came back to our house, it had turned into a giant tree And it's branches spanned the hill where you and I once did meet It laughed and said to climb its back, and steep its leaves in our tea 'Cause there is nothing quite as sweet as the water, now underneath. So now we sleep.
11.
Wasting the day And all I've left Is with me down here After this tree's been my bed What if I just climbed down From its limbs And what if I let The smoke forget its flame So what if I'd stayed? Would you hold me again Until I have to leave And what if the stream's just too Fast for me What if I lay What if I believed all you believe Then could I breathe with the breeze But what would I be without breath? It seems I can see places left I'll just pay my debt I'll just pay my debt I'll just pay my debt And go

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Songs written between 2005-2009

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released October 1, 2011

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Jason Lauterjung on drums and percussion (2, 5, 6, 7, 10)
Angela Don on vocals (2, 6, 7)
Naomi Carrington on keys (6)
Sheel Ganatra on tabla (10)

The mob choir on "Childhood": Jason Lauterjung, Angela Don, Robert Schwerdt, Joe Levinson, Andrew Buresh, Michael Polis, Henry Bayles III, and Ian Wallschlaeger.
Hand claps on "Macht": Jason Lauterjung, Angela Don, and Devon Dawson.
Lesson in life after "Macht" by Mama Naxi in Lijiang

Recorded by and with the help of Angela Don, Robert Schwerdt, Todd Bradford, Chris Massoud, Henry Bayles III, Andrew Buresh, Joe Levinson, Ian Wallschlaeger, 40 gallons of tea, 15 Snickers bars, and some smuggled red wine.

Mixed with the help of Todd Bradford, Devon Dawson, Jason Lauterjung, and Angela Don.

Mastered by the masterful master George Borden (www.bordenaudio.com), except Track 1.

Album art by the talented Ms. Aliea Wallace (www.aliea.com).


All tracks recorded between Ex Studio (the parts that sound clean), my various and ever-changing bedrooms (the parts that sound messy), a garage, a driver's seat, friends' basements (hooray internets!), and some wooded lands. Found-sound clips are from sundry travels through Asia, the US, and BART stations.

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