1. |
Alone Solo
02:35
|
|||
when you've read the letter
telling you she's gone
crushed the envelope and
let go
as your heart is sinking
earthward like a stone
you must face this moment alone
boeing superfortress
bursting like a bomb
through the billows lit from
below
feel those icy fingers
up and down your bones
you must face this moment alone
please remember everything will go
as it should as it should
and acknowledge if you do not know
things should not always be good
in the snowy distance
a silent snowy owl
as you drift like snow to the snow
remembering the murders of
american crows
on the neighbors branches back home
you must face this moment alone
|
||||
2. |
Song For Maura Morrow
04:41
|
|||
well you could of wrote one letter
maura morrow of maine
when i took a shot from the desert fox
you could of eased the pain
you either end up dead or fed up
ef'd up and far from home
i got a scar and a purple heart
you got a heart of stone
why didn't you love me why
operation torch casablanca
algeria and libya beware
shining at night in tunisia
sister that's the rocket's red glare
my brother with the airforce in basra
kept the axis out of iran and iraq
when he wrote a letter to his favorite girl
she wrote a letter back
why didn't you love me why, when i needed you
shot by a c.c.f. sniper
orders of kim il sung l
eft for the gray face buzzards
stalin and mao tse-tung
now the lord is my commanding officer
stationed in heaven above a
nd i see i could have saved the whole wide world
it was never going to be enough
why didn't you love me why, when i needed you
|
||||
3. |
Screech Owl
03:09
|
|||
she's up all night
i can hear her call
loud as a siren and
bouncy as a ball
she's a screech owl screech screech owl
yeah a screech screech screech owl who
don't give a hoot about me
when the light gets thick
i can hear her sound
spinning like her head around and around
she's a screech owl
screech screech owl yeah screech screech screech owl
don't give a hoot about me
she don't hum my tunes
she don't sing my words
she prefers to listen to
the songs of the burds
she's a screech owl
a screech screech owl
a screech screech screech owl
who don't give a hoot about me
|
||||
4. |
||||
we have dreams that may never come true
the one real thing i had was you
o lose you, although i may live
is a sin that i will not forgive
but if you return i'll show you that i've learned
how to love you and treat you like i should
empty bottles and cheap one night stands
are the ruin of many a man
but my darling for me it's much worse
the blood in my brain has been cursed
but if you return i'll show you that i've learned
how to love you and treat you like i should
|
||||
5. |
Pandora Blues
05:40
|
|||
i'm telling you good people things are not what they seem
you think you're busy bees that is just a dream
every earthly pleasure all the natural shocks
can't feel them in that cold cold box
white as bright as snow or yellow pale as flax
don't matter what you have or what you may lacks
proud as a peacock clever as a fox
don't matter in that cold cold box
cold cold box
your jawbone will be tossed in someone's box of tools
remember sampson slew one thousand with a mule's
your skull will be a white bowl full of broken rocks
living in that cold cold box
cold cold box
ophelia had her songs and kicks against the pricks
noah had his ark the third little pig had bricks
beautiful delilah had seven stolen locks
and don't forget pandora
all you've got is that cold cold cold box
|
||||
6. |
Atlantic Blue-Face Blues
02:32
|
|||
well blue-face blues lose the buckles on your boots
i've been trying to reach you all week
the kites carry kittens through the donner and blitzen
on a cold christmas day in their beaks
chained to the rock by my own two hands
i want to fly by the seat of your pants
are you ready to go? come on
yeah blue-face blue there's a tree filled with fruit
and i can see no cause to abstain
the northern shovelers and the torch-throated warblers
plot a course like cortez of spain i
'm a copycat and i want to head south
ruffle your feathers as i run my mouth
are you ready to go? come on
well it's alright
blue-faced blue got to get to the root of all this
whirling wildness and woe
the man in the belfry wants a lap in the country
when the red reads twenty below
chained to the rocks by my own two hands
i want to fly by the seat of your pants
are you ready to go? come on
|
||||
7. |
||||
before the lord and lawrence of arabia
before i was the king
that deep black sea emptied into persia
twelve hundred years b.c.
it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight
where are the greeks, what happened to the ottoman's
constantinopoly
where are the freaks like claudius the roman man
back in forty-three years before...b.c.
it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight
moon and stars stars and bars everything goes away (2)
where are the sheeps and the shepherd of jerusalem
and all the gallant soldiers of chivalerie
who turned their cheeks east unto the holy land
twelve hundred years a.d.
it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight
moon and star stars and bars everything goes away (2)
alex the great henry the eight everything goes away (2)
ww1 they were such bad guys
come world war two they were my allies
they helped me with the north koreans
i gave them half a million reasons
when the turkey vultures leave my skull
you can hear their cries in instanbul
yeah it's alright
say can you see that flag out in the dusk because
it has gotten too dark for me to see
it is not night or dawn's early light twilight's turquoise delight
|
||||
8. |
Swan Island Lullabye
04:49
|
|||
stop listen this is my
swan island lullabye
the wolf is at the door got to
keep the pigs at bay
and pray they go away
my this is my lullabye
my love song and long goodbye
if i if i come back to life
i'll come back to you
swan island radio
history guantanamo
swashbuckling buccaneers
swastik united fruits
rust red on black boots
my this is my lullabye
my love song and long goodbye
if i if i come back to life
i'll come back to you
stop listen this is my
swan island lullabye
there's wolves inside the house
they're with me in the lake
and i'm too tired to stay awake
this is my lullabye
my love song and long goodbye
if i if i come back to life
i'll come back to you
|
||||
9. |
World War Three
02:35
|
|||
japanese sugar in a hitler hearse
gasoline cowboys with drugstore nerve
heaven, hell or hoboken by christmas eve
it doesn't need to be world war three (2) ww3
pewee matilda and jungle juliets
chicago piano redball express
loong leather necks and leather nectarines
it doesn't need to be world war three (2) ww3
mud lark pig sticker
french fever rough rider
hammer and tongs in the land of the free
it doesn't need to be
|
||||
10. |
The Butcher Bird Stomp
03:53
|
|||
[instrumental]
|
||||
11. |
Alone With Band
05:07
|
|||
when you've read the letter telling you she's gone
crushed the envelope and let go
as your heart is sinking floorward like a stone
you must face this moment alone
seven forty seven swimming like a swan
through a cloudburst lit from below
as your wings are flailing through a no-fly zone
you must face this moment alone
please remember everything will go
as it should as it should
and acknowledge if you do not know
things should not always be good
is that someone knocking or wind on the window
noisy suspiration or moan?
the shade withdraws revealing a skull made out of bone
you must face this moment alone
solo at the graveyard in the blue moonglow
everything is written in stone
when you get the feeling you are not alone
you must face this feeling alone
you must face this moment alone
|
||||
12. |
The Feathered Way
04:46
|
|||
{whistle}
that's the feathered way, whistle your blues away
{whistle}
live the feathered way, sing your blues away
chimney swift and chimney swallow
oregon junco pink flamingo
live the feathered way
sawbill spoonbill razor bill raven
red bird reed bird rice bird robin
live the feathered way
butcher bird bohemian waxwing
curve-billed thrasher snowflake starling
live
that's the feathered way, whistle your blues away
black necked stilt and blue faced booby
arctic turn and eastern turkey
live the feathered way
brown bahama honey creeper
cowbird catbird connecticut warbler
live the feathered way
vireo chickadee
|
Jedediah Parish Maine
Born in the United States in the late 60s.
Streaming and Download help
Jedediah Parish recommends:
If you like Jedediah Parish, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp