So, where does it come from?
Now how can I tell you
He bathed in blue and spiderwebs,
saved the view inside her head
the loss of dreaming, automatic evenings
darkly through a glass they look in
wonder how one day he won the world
Flashlights on the concrete,
today in every paper
we read that he never made a sound
drove a gentle boy from town
so latch the windows
as families take their rest and she said
this is how I like the house the best
when all I hear is nothingness
beyond your little village
he retreats and hides behind the peak
snowflakes in fire
stars he numbered burnt in galaxy
Afraid to be alone with himself now
he calls home
so afraid to be alone with himself now
Hillside the inventor
the weight of life upon him
connects the piece makes them glow
bring one so curious to know
the way to give of
the pulsing beat created
they want possess the lord and fear
of freaks in fortress in the naked night
So afraid to be alone with himself now
he calls home
so afraid to be alone with himself now
awake in the unknown life here
Are you there anymore?
on every shore?
Are you there anymore?
forever more?
credits
from The Tapir EP,
track released April 1, 2010
Betterley/Summers
Stark, folk-derived songs built on brittle acoustic guitars that conjure the image of a fire burning in the distance on a dark night. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 8, 2022