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Holy Holy Little Fist
05:59
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Holy Holy Little Fist
Burden me with white coats, twist apart my fingers into symphonies or wild oats
single single single to the end of earth and cutlery, tools made out of birds and iron
sawing at the wide world, tearing at the holy mother
We are fields of wise goats defecating joyfully
we prick our fingers with our souls, endless endless endless are
we are fields of wise goats celebrating joylessly
we scream until we fill the holes. endless endless endless we are not
we are not
the humiliation of never knowing
the pleading eyes the phony longing
he says "okay okay to the ocean
but I will never drown with you"
celebrate your cellophane
the masquerade through windowpanes
or eyes that churn so quietly
endure endure the agony
I know fate is a lead coat
weighin weighin weighin on our
silky ties and dead bolts
all our exoskeletons
I know fate is lead, molten,
pouring pouring pouring into
forms we cannot understand
guided by our own two hands
jesus and the lord god
holy holy little fist
holy holy little fist
holy holy little fist
well I know fate is a telescope
a trick to take our eyes from us
and drop them on the moonscapes
flaccid flaccid evermore
I know fate is a dead horse
it's snowing in the desert tonight
I wanna die young, by my own design because
the humiliation of never knowing
the crying child, the woman yawning
the icy cold ejaculation
bought for words of consolation
he says "I am not an animal I am not an animal I am not an animal I am not an animal etc etc etc
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Your Body is Your Soul
01:42
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If You
04:36
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lyrics!
Your Body Is Your Soul
Holy Holy Little Fist
Burden me with white coats, twist apart my fingers into symphonies or wild oats
single single single to the end of earth and cutlery, tools made out of birds and iron
sawing at the wide world, tearing at the holy mother
We are fields of wise goats defecating joyfully
we prick our fingers with our souls, endless endless endless are
we are fields of wise goats celebrating joylessly
we scream until we fill the holes. endless endless endless we are not
we are not
the humiliation of never knowing
the pleading eyes the phony longing
he says "okay okay to the ocean
but I will never drown with you"
celebrate your cellophane
the masquerade through windowpanes
or eyes that churn so quietly
endure endure the agony
I know fate is a lead coat
weighin weighin weighin on our
silky ties and dead bolts
all our exoskeletons
I know fate is lead, molten,
pouring pouring pouring into
forms we cannot understand
guided by our own two hands
jesus and the lord god
holy holy little fist
holy holy little fist
holy holy little fist
well I know fate is a telescope
a trick to take our eyes from us
and drop them on the moonscapes
flaccid flaccid evermore
I know fate is a dead horse
it's snowing in the desert tonight
I wanna die young, by my own design because
the humiliation of never knowing
the crying child, the woman yawning
the icy cold ejaculation
bought for words of consolation
he says "I am not an animal I am not an animal I am not an animal I am not an animal etc etc etc
If You
If you play an instrument I'm probably a little bit in love with you
and if you strum a steel string while reclining on the bedsprings at my parents house
we could be red and red on white
the kindest firefight
if you come to visit me in the name of anthropology I'll sleep with you
and if you make me promises I'll probably be a little bit happier for the rest of my days
tell me the sun won't overcome
everything we've done
and I won't turn around to find you gone
in the outstanding wealth of the open country
we could plant our shoes
fresh from the landing-strips
of the crowded cities
we could be red and red on white
the kindest firefight
If you fall in love with me and if I fall in love with you what will we do?
Distances are skin and hair but is some great weight waiting there to pounce on us?
To make us go and face the truth
we don't know what we want or who
but if you stand serenely undisturbed by fate's topography we'll safely stay
and someday we can call the same bay windows and stone walls by the same three words:
home sweet home.
and the sun won't overcome
anything we've done
and I won't turn around to find you gone
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Someone You Could Miss
01:39
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So Loud, So Far, So Deep
05:33
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So Loud, So Far, So Deep
Every time I am calm in the knowledge that I will win
pain will subside and I will be whole and new and
pleased to meetcha no matter who you are
pleased to meetcha no matter who you are
but one time it will be a point of light so pure
it could only be in the center of a cooling television
So loud, so far, so deep, I will not catch my breath
anyone who ever loved me, even secretly, will hear my name and see red, raw meat
sickly shining like a blade
sickly shining like a blade
I will ruin them with my leaving, and that's what I want
this is no time for kind detachment or benevolent silence
but for running through the sprinklers in the dark
for making memories with edges that are sharp
my stock will go up in one last great spike
before the great crash crashes and the bread lines form
so loud, so far, so deep, I will be powerless to stop it
this is why I want to call you at 4 a.m., rouse you from sleep
just so I can take something away
wake the man next to you now, saying:
knowing this old love, knowing all this
how could you?
how fucking dare you say my name and not mean forever?
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Missiles of Light
04:31
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Lately I been feeling kinda down
It's been rainy in my head and in the town
and I think maybe it's because you're not around
I've been lazy, in my bed while the earth goes round and round and round
come home and maybe
we could get a little crazy
on my back porch let the neighbors watch
I know you'll hate me in a month or three
so let's bet it all away while our hand's still hot
I wish I had a life to give to everyone I love
I know you'll hate me in a month or three
when I leave you for my new life
but darling that day's just as far away
and inescapable as the endless, airless night
through which those missiles of light glide on
softly resigned to bring on endings to good things and bad
so tonight, you'll turn off the lights
but I want them all on, let's remember everything.
I'm sorry I'm not sad about disappearing.
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Leaving Boston
04:29
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Loose ends like ladies hands pull me raw awake
I cannot sleep inside this house, I wait I wait I wait
for music or for love, descended from above
but they only come to liars
eyes wide so I call you up
just to hear your voice recorded
the miles at my feet
and the miles at your feet add up to broken hearted
We've got time
We've got time I must remember
troubles fall away from me, cold and clean cold and clean oh god oh god
so much sky fills my mind oh my oh my heart cold and free oh god oh god
when I fly I won't look down when I fly I won't look down when I fly I won't look down
when I fly I won't look down when I fly I won't look down when I fly I won't look down
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Someone I Love
06:12
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just being awake, I feel blessed and full of grace
I am a machine of perfect mortality
and I, I am the sky that swallowed you up, up, up
I still look the same, but I am not the same
I'm never the same
cause someone I love is gone
someone I love is gone
in the middle of the trees, there's a system of one, two, three stones
where my sister fell
and in the middle of my life, there's a blank spot where I, I, I
cannot unlearn how fragile we are
and how lucky two
someone I love is gone
someone I love is gone
from my open arms to my empty hands
the weight of your absence measured in sand
someone I love is gone
and serious men with serious beards say that nothing, nothing at all is real
but I don't subscribe
I may not exist, but I will still love, love, love
everyone here til I disappear
and this, this is a song we can all sing a long, long, long time
cause it's always the truth
and it goes like this
someone I love is gone
someone I love is gone
from my open arms to my empty hands
my heart is an engine seeking to understand
the truth of my body, the truth of the land
someone I love is gone
from my open arms to my empty hands
my shining eyes locked on lives made of sand
forgive me my darling as only you can
forgive me for being no more than a man
who sings, "someone I love is gone"
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