felt real lonely writing this one, that's all, really. but actually this is probably one of my favorites i made for this album. sorry to say the songs get a little sadder after this track,
lyrics
while sadness
hides in your gut
it slides out her eyes
bravery watered by bent notes;
fertile cry
mama, please take me home
ive been worn down, worn down by the road
and the only thing i know
is that i left my love
on that road
oh sad-eyed mama, take me home
daddy, please don’t turn me away
i've felt myself sway from so many a face
and i’m itching cold, but my heads hot
my stomach's choked up
in a sick thick knot
oh daddy, don't turn me away
yeah, mama, i’m thinning into a ghost
i’m mixing in with the milky mist on the coast
and i’ll sail that ocean blue
and rain down lonely pools
of my love of my love
of my love of all my love of my love of my love
lover, i’m walking alone
one foot after the other on the cracking bones
of a world with dyin' eyes cast down
under the shade of a hungry cloud
honey find me rainin' for that cloud
oh lord, let it move away from me
give me the sun, buddha spring with sweet honey
give me earthly trees- just one sight
before my concrete night
lord, let it move from over me
lord- let my soul feed full the winds
let my sorrow rush in the dust and the rain
let my hope burn in the rays
leave my regret to the ashes of the day
and use my joy use my
joy to part that cloud
take all my joy, take my joy to part that cloud
take my joy, take my life to part that cloud
Really gotta give Squat! a listen, I've got a bunch of pals in this band. My pal Pete is super riotous drummer, Matt is a warm-hearted madman and Tom is a guru at making surfy psychedelic melodies. Erk
Avi Buffalo had a hand in producing this cassette of Lowpines' serene, self-described "Lo-fi-Anglo-Americana pop songs." Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 28, 2016