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Another Pilgrim's Songs
09:47
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Twist in knots in Camelot
This world is lost on me
I just a poor boy can’t you see
Coraline well would you mind
If I drank from your well
It has been a thousand years of walking
Can’t you tell?
And all you gave comes back, in faith
A boomerang I’ve thrown
For to give my medicine
That blossoms to a rose
Bide my time with Adelaide
We make an awful pair
Turning perfect circles in the air
Fever dream would you believe
What I gave up for you
Deviants all dancing round the truth
That fire spell, the turtle shell
Glimmers like the age
Behind the mask the light it flashes
Moments we sustain
Fare thee well in Tintagel
The wizard met me there
He said that I can’t live or die
Are you aware?
Guinevere come over here
Please let down your hair
Never mind the gossip don’t despair
And late at night when you’re alone
Hold your faithless breath
Somewhere on the precipice
Grasping at what’s left
Take from me my sympathy
I wander Sherwood Forest
Robin Hood and his ungrateful chorus
Keeping time, well I lost my
Faith in you but not
Quite enough to let that subject drop
And noble thief do you command the hesitance it takes
To balance up the spirit with the law you have betrayed
When we’re in bed I lie awake
And tell you it’s okay
But if you’re trapped in ideology
There’s no difference you can make
Would you transcend or apprehend
The pauper you’ve made prince
Give it chase and count the days
You run after the wind
Sink or swim this hell I’m in
To Norwich town I go
Wandering is medicine for
Those who have no hope
Jaqueline please recover me
Your tinctures are renowned
Cure me or lay me gently in the ground
While I make like Romeo
The friar fills his cup
We both know the spirit by itself is not enough
The stage undressed
The road deformed
My queen dropped from a rope
But never mind the curse of time
We’re lucky to grow old
Thoughts like these they frighten me
And I wake up and scream
Dull the pain and walk away into another dream
When I meet you it’s been so long
But nothing else has changed
Closing time the tavern sighs
Returns us whence we came
T
wisted lips with Freya’s blissful servants
We’ve retired
To the fairy forest where time goes to expire
This I know what we call home
Is just temporary pain
Fades into the background of decay
What I gave you is yours to give away
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Turnaround Ln
02:48
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Running over the same old town
Don’t it get real old
Running over the same old country
Doing what we’re told
It’s a narrow bridge
It’s a castle built for two
There’s a chance of you in stormy winds
And I don’t mind waiting till it hits
There's a cathedral where we can stop
The choir singing
Hosana, Shabbat
We both know this game we play for keeps
Never mind those words that we don't mean
It's a rainy day in Camden
It's another night in Canterbury town
There's a dream for you
To jump right in
And I don't mind waiting to begin
There's a circle in an alleyway
There's still so much that we have left to say
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Let It Be
03:22
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I was caught red-handed
I was hollow as the moon
I was empty as a pocket
I was delicate as you
Couldn’t see the day
Even the night had fall’n asleep
Didn’t even care
I could only let it be
I was burning like a chimney
On the coldest winter night
I was someone else’s problem
I was making wrong from right
Couldn’t even know
what knowing was for me
Wouldn’t take a guess
I could only let it be
I was wild as a mustang
Falling harder than the rain
I was obvious as Adam
I was simple as cliche
Couldn’t find the words
When I spoke I couldn’t breathe
Had to let it lie
For the moment, let it be
You figure that the end will surely pass
But we both know that it won’t last
I was quiet as an alley
I was fickle just like time
I was someone else’s daughter
I was someone else’s crime
Couldn’t second guess
what anything might mean
Wouldn’t waste my time
with your careless make believe
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If you're gonna go
You better call me
If you're gonna go
You better just stay
If you're gonna go
Don't you worry
If you're gonna go
I'll do the same
If you're gonna smoke
You better call me
If you're gonna smoke
I'm on my way
If you're gonna smoke
Watch your coughing
If you're gonna smoke
I'll never give you away
If you're gonna guess
You better make sure, honey
If you're gonna guess
I suggest you know
If you're gonna guess
I guess I love you
If you're gonna guess
I guess that you ought to know
If you're gonna cry, hot stuff
Wait till you see me
If you're gonna cry, darling
I'm on my way
If you're gonna cry
I could take away your worry
If you're gonna cry
I could take away your pain
If you're gonna go
You better go now
Like bob dylan said
I hope I see you tonight
If you're gonna go
I'll meet you downtown
If you wanna stick around
I'll be your night life
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Above and Beyond
04:33
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The wind is taking up my soul
The past has gotten so damn old
Do I belong here?
I'm not sure that I belong here
I don't ever wanna go
To a place where my feelings don't matter anymore
I don't ever wanna go
To a place where my feelings don't matter anymore
I'm not worried about what you expect of me
I'll go above and beyond
I'll go above and beyond your thoughts of me
Your expectation gets so bland
Why don't you give me your hand?
Then I will show you
All of the things I will amount to
I don't ever wanna go
To a place where my feelings don't matter anymore
I don't ever wanna go
To a place where me feelings don't matter anymore
I'm not worried about what you expect of me
I'll go above and beyond
I'll go above and beyond your thoughts of me
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I Believe in You
04:02
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Pasadena
Clear blue forests
Rumble in the rolling waves
Catch a crab to pass between us
We remain
I contain a multitude
I contain today
Fit to fill the moment come what may
I believe in halleu
I believe in you
I believe in callieu
I believe in you
In nantucket
Underwater
In the lighthouse falling down
As the forest freezes over
I can hear you calling out
I contain a multitude
I contain today
Fit to find the pieces come what may
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Is this light a halo
Or a grave
In this light we'll know much better
Augustine, you'll see through everything
So we sail through stormy weather
It is not an empty gesture
When I say, I can't feel anything
In this life you'll know much better
Make believe like yr so clever
Every time, bulimic alibi
So we go and throw it all away
Is this light a halo or a grave
In this life we'll know much better
Will we try, to give it afterlife
Don't you say it's better off this way
In this life we'll know much better
Augustine
Will you ever see
These bloody dreams and dying letters
Please don't think I'm being clever
When I say
You mean the world to me
So we go and throw it all away
Is this light a halo or a grave
In this life we'll know much better
Will we try
To give it afterlife
Shifting seasons
So much left to say
Feel the breeze even as I fade away
Is this light a halo or a grave?
Will we try
To give it afterlife
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Gumboots
04:27
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I was humble
I was gracious
I was everybody's anyone for you
In the darkness of your doorway
Obsession like your new perfume
I was meek and i was mild
I was tender like a child
You said honey, baby that won't do
And you found something in me
I thought I'd lost, an avalanche of virtue
I was twisted I was rotten
I was instantly forgotten
By all of the arbiters of taste
I knew I was yours
But wanted to make sure
This wasn't just a silly little game
So I picked up my guitar
And I wandered through the moors
I filled my lungs with liquor
Smoked my stomach sore
I was everybody's anarchist
I was punching in the alleyway for you
I was everybody's communist
Writing for to share with you my truth
How do we even know
If this love is like a diamond
Or wilted like a rose
I won't let you go
Till you drive me away
I'll be the gum stuck onto your sole
I was counting down the hours
Trying to devour my restless days
I was crooked I was clean
And all things in between
You promised me eternal recurrence
Maybe I'm a fool to feel so much for you
But when I hear your name I still remember
The day that we first met
How could I forget, the new year
All those stains on the carpet
So I picked up my guitar
And I wandered through the moors
I filled my lungs with liquor
Smoked my stomach sore
I am nobody's anarchist
I'm on my way to prove myself to you
I am nobody's communist
All I know is that I'm sticking with you
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D.M. Rice England, UK
Founder of Holy Island Records, a DIY label based in the UK––inspired by the beauty of its namesake.
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