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the Doldrums
03:54
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i walk for miles before i open the door to creaking hallways, senses say "i is crawling".. down a path that leads through the wall where little babies rule, we ignore their call. it seeps and sounds of volcanic waves, it calls myself incestuous and sane.
and i found myself in the doldrums
no wind to show me which way to go
and all i see is my own face in the doldrums
i want to conquer arcs of intangible name and stone heartbeats built when seasons change, but oh desire how the direction's discreet
there's an arbitrary clause in the angles of sleep
so i build my nest above your head and to the birds say "i is sexless"
"so sorry" say the fountains "from inside i'm blind", it turns little ones all black, bruised and unkind
it clouds my judgement, the judgement of god
i hold my breath but the horizon be so calm
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rare seeds
02:49
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i want to play you, pluck the strings of your heart of your soul piano
slide this bow across your rusty teeth overgrown so neat and the tiny feet with tiny little toes keep such a steady drum beat mirroring underneath the last sleep we'll ever need
we're not a common seed
we can't see when the mist overshadows the sea but the fiery god is plucking his harp for me for we and as the giant flames they burn the tiny little homes of coal we see through the fog and we are not alone
every movement is my last struggle to survive
if i bear no fruit, my gods all die my sea's subside
in succession's my pride if he's alive i will surely divide
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Madamn Burnz
02:48
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madamn burnz, she eats fire holds it in her mouth and blows little flowers out well i'm a timid little mouse when you show yourself to me she's puck on one knee horns spiral in symmetry
sagittarius comes alive with a flame and a drive, your stumbling pride slides down his sunny slide
i'm so scared so satisfied
as we sit here eating worms in the kitchen of a home from a home made from our breath we discuss the idleness and excess which is led to be followed by our impending death
everything excrements so comatose and then we're fed and hungry again
so lie in the bed which is made in your head and forget what the birds have said "words are what we shed"
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make me your slave
03:06
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make me your slave, little queen
don't have to speak the words they're engraved
your epitaph is a solemn stain
the feeling is the meaning's all wrong
the feeling is the meaning's dissolved
a solitary line you've drawn in time
suspended in between your eyes and mine
it hasn't crossed your mind but it's burrowed deep in mine
the child queen speaks with mistakes
her voice quivers and shakes but underneath are still all the ribbons and mazes
her ladies patiently wait while at the opposite bank are the formations of an alien race
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my companion
01:44
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to be shamed and rejected by the sea, clarity of anatheme as a destiny is more frightening than the storm about to swallow me
so i run to the hills with my horned companion, i run to the hills with my horned companion
there's no totem rising up for me, as the serpent's edge it surface it locks its eyes on me
i let it set the terms for my captivity
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to record, it is so permanent and the permanence is a pretense
i ride along the ridge in the distance a slow fence floating along in the sea of the fleeting constance
i stand up on my chair and i look down gotta get back down. gotta get back down gotta get back down, my feet on the ground
i swear i'm caught in it, the rise and fall
i'm building it while i'm tearing it all, tearing it all down
burn this image into the mirror of my eyes
reflect the wave back into your mind
it's the process of love and hate all at the same time
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the Cyclops
01:58
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"please keep me alive" is all i ask of my own mind
and if it was my choice i would take my left thumb and gouge out that big fuckin eye and i'd tell you that this monster is not so scary at all
what's on your mind? does it have anything to do with what's on mine
are you throwing stones? are you all alone?
if it was my choice i'd take my left thumb and gouge out that big fuckin eye so won't you tell me that this monster is not so scary at all
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