When I was younger, I used to wonder
Where my soul will go when my body is under.
Dirt and stone, fire and bone
I asked my father: "Do you know?"
Do souls have geography or a time?
I searched with my compass but I couldn't find.
So I became the explorer of hidden corners;
I knew every house from cellar to dormer.
Do you know where we go?
Floating souls, floating souls.
Is it above us, or below?
Floating souls, floating souls.
And I don't believe that I should be loved--
I've weighed my pros and I've weighed my cons.
I'm too off-balance, we'll both fall off.
My heart is a tightrope over a perilous drop.
Do you know who you love?
A mortal one, a mortal one.
Will this time be enough for us?
Mortal ones, mortal ones.
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Abide, little bird, don't fly away
a basin of water I'll put out each day
with the waning of the moon, the waxing of the waves
Often you lodged low in my tree,
keeping your watch over me
but your eyes were as dark as a fathomless sea
Poets take words as yarn to purl
gathering stitches to cover the world
but my hands hold only lint, I have none to give.
Over the arc we sailed for a year,
rowing with arms heavy from fear,
we lost sight of the shore, I can return no more
we lost sight of the shore, I can love you no more
I take hope by the hand, and lead it to the gate.
By and by, we will know our mistakes
By and by...
Abide little bird, don't fly away
A basin of water I'll put out each day
Fixed my heart on a wren, I'll have him back again
Fixed my heart on a wren, I'll have him back again.
This '71 LP from Yup’ik singer-songwriter John Angaiak, reissued by Light in the Attic, is a must for lovers of spare, tender folk music. Bandcamp New & Notable May 21, 2016
Jurado's upcoming LP completes the trilogy of releases built around a character who has had to disappear from society. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 18, 2015