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Lost in the Snow
02:21
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i know i am lost
out here in the snow
you’ll never hear me
you’ll never see me
i know i am lost
out here in the snow
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2. |
Starlight
06:00
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My father stands in the warm evening
on the porch of my first house.
I am four years old and growing tired.
I see his head among the stars,
the glow of his cigarette, redder
than the summer moon riding
low over the old neighborhood. We
are alone, and he asks me if I am happy.
….Are you happy?” I cannot answer.
I do not really understand the word,
and the voice, my father’s voice, is not
his voice, but somehow thick and choked,
a voice I have not heard before, but
heard often since. He bends and passes
a thumb beneath each of my eyes.
The cigarette is gone, but I can smell
the tiredness than hangs on his breath.
He has found nothing, and he smiles
and holds my head with both his hands.
Then he lifts me to his shoulder,
and now I too am among the stars,
as tall as he. Are you happy? I say.
He nods in answer, Yes! oh yes! oh yes!
And in that new voice he says nothing,
holding my head tight against his head,
his eyes clsoed up against the starlight,
as though those tiny blinking eyes
of light might find a tall, gaunt child
holding his child against the promises
of autumn, until the boy slept
never to waken in that world again.
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3. |
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Please don’t bury me by the highway, though it’s true
that I was long in wandering. In search of things
always just round the bend.
Time divides into smaller and smaller sides.
You’ll never see your life end,
so just relax, it’s not a test we’re here for.
Forgive yourself your life.
Please don’t bury me by the highway, noisy and gray.
Let me fall forgotten; no monument an embarrassment to my memory.
When I go, some endless evening,
be not sorrowful for me.
You go on. Pick up where we left off.
Home, it follows you.
please don’t bury me by the highway, underneath famous eyes
spent cigarettes and plastic cups, multicolored lies
When I go, some endless evening,
be not sorrowful for me.
You go on. Pick up where we left off.
Home, it follows you.
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4. |
Rise Rise Rise
01:16
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(see title)
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5. |
Dogs
05:54
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it’s darkening and something’s wrong, but I will not
leave the city wrapped in song. Turn off my
mind, kill the engine. Everyone wins.
i’m wandering and something’s wrong: why am I
out of sorts where I belong? Laughter spills
from lit windows: it overflows.
The dogs are out in the street
turning down scraps of meat
they’re animals but they won’t eat
Rain is falling all around, and if I
leave the city I will drown. Watch as the
clouds slowly recede. sink into peace.
But I don’t know how to drown, my body
lift me up when I wanna go down. light reflects
from every angle, up we rise. up to the skies. up to the heights.
The dogs are out in the street
turning down scraps of meat
we’re animals but we won’t eat
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6. |
The Tree Is Me
04:49
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Outside, the kids are killing braincells
pink polo shirts and dirty mouths
get drunk and fuck, baby leave your cross at the door
jesus don’t love you anymore.
on the table in the morning
cold mozzarella sticks and warm busch lite
it’s so easy to be angry
when you’re dying by fluorescent light
girl breaks your heart? son, have a drink
got a brand new job? well hey, have a drink
it’s tuesday night? well damn, have a drink.
stumble home blind drunk, take a piss in the sink
in the toilet in the morning, everything you don’t wanna see
everybody wants to get to heaven on a technicality
don’t be afraid of love, that’s what the stereo says
but I don’t wanna love someone thinks I’m going to hell
the kids are bending into question marks underneath the weight of the blue blue sky
the dead-eyed boys are dying in their pillows while the girls cry black mascara tears into their smirnoff ice
wake up, feel down
the king is in the kitchen with a half a crown
roads lead, away
but there’s a man with a gun and he looks just like me
sunlight, barbed wire
searchlight towers and machine gun fire
let me pass, let me pass
I gotta get out or leave my blood on the grass
don’t shoot, don’t shoot
my hands sprout leaves and my feet grow roots
if a tree’s transplanted to a hotel
no matter what you do, he ain’t gonna do well
complimentary coffee just stunts his growth
he’s afraid to stay and he’s scared to go
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7. |
A Little Less Love
05:29
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push everyone away
talking never helps anyway
the sickly scent of smoke
and other people’s dirty jokes
says in my clothes for days
try not to fall in love
sing a song of murdered doves
and things too big to say
the girls I’ll let grow old and gray
there’s a little less love
in the world today
sleep the sting away
replace it with a dull gray ache
flowers on your grave
for doing things the right way
what a good man, they’ll say
shoulders weren’t meant
for cryin on, just being ice and payin rent
hustle to your grave
before you track dirt
on the family name
life you never spent
a refund won’t come heaven-sent
all the ones he loved too much
there’s always something he’s afraid to touch
all along, been doin it wrong, don’t go away
we still got something to save
grown on the other side of the fence
there is an empty nest
oh my friends, my friends
it’s all “just wait”s and “until then”s
but you’re never so alone
as when you’re standing on a sputtering sun
and everyone’s TV’s on
there’s no silence in this place
but I won’t be what I fucking hate
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8. |
Happy As a Clam
02:01
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many months ago
before it all began
I cried tears of snow
happy as a clam
harbor no regrets
harbor no hopes
hollow out your home
hang your walls with rope
let it not be said
that i went like a lamb
words won’t raise the dead
only time can
water up above
water down below
four white birds are the ones
departed before the snow
i have no remorse
i have no surprise
the meek become the earth
no one ever cries
I don’t even try
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Holy Ground
04:28
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the air outside is cold, unworn and new
your hair’s alive, it stands and it salutes
and all at once you know just what to do
you can save every hard-hearted knave all bent and blue
forgive them all
slowly, so slowly, so slow
lean against the wall
and think only of how lonely this stone be if you won’t see your clothes streaked by earth and cold sleet
and soul sing louder (be serious about happiness)
than flame and gunpowder (be serious about happiness)
taking aim at the glowering silence (be serious about happiness)
of mustachioed minds
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10. |
Remembrance
04:46
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We used to blacken the windows
wreathe black the door
now the children of the dead
grieve privately in metaphor
elegy is the wheels spinning on the bicycle
of the capped boy
who brings the yellow telegram telling of
sons who fell in the wars
the neighborhood knew the pain
we blackened the windows
blackly wreathed the door
now the blood is drained from the poppy
we’ve worn for eighty years
I refuse that hollow wreath
I won’t be that rotten door
Better to go and hear
the cattle screaming in the abbatoirs
afraid to die afraid to live
these are the same fears
elegy is the sound of windfall pears
hitting the wet grass
and we die like this
living, we die like this
mute at the little grief-windows
of the flesh
we die like this
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11. |
Bury it in Bells
03:27
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when we met, you were headed out to sea
and I waited patiently
you’d been hiding in another man’s arms
he was just another in a series of storms
I can’t eat, I can’t see
Trust became a powerful part of me
I sent myself a message, it said:
STOP FUCKING EVERYTHING UP
There is blood in the well
There is a rising hell
swallowing glade and dell
push it back against the swell
There is blood in the well
There is a rising hell
swallowing glade and dell
choke it back, bury it in bells
There is blood in the well
There is a rising hell
swallowing glade and dell
push it back against the swell
the first time I heard you laugh
I knew something was wrong
all frayed and singed and cut within
you careened along
and I couldn’t hold on
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12. |
Every Shining Word
03:11
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once upon a time,
we’d twist and rhyme
and I left with some
of your breath in my lungs
and the wind will stay
exactly how it was that day
shivering my bones
like last legs of long roads home
oh, oh, oh you’re coming soon
to spin around my empty room
shed new light on this old, old tune
every shining word, the truth
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13. |
Life Is Easy Until...
06:07
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Life is easier without words.
life is easy
till someone wants to know your secrets
can’t explain, I can’t explain
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