What's that sound?
A bargain in blood
Such an edge on that blade
Such easy love
The creased palms of thunder
Buckling my knees
Knocking me out
How long has it been, I wonder?
A winter's night
My memory brings
City bus on a bridge
We were handsome and traveling
In an ocean's inversion
Sunset saturated
Bright blue black
Faded golden edge of immersion
We've been here before
Where the hypnotists sleep
The famous frontier
The dead end ten years deep
The relief and the weight
Of the truth
As we finally leave
This shoreline and shell game state
What will you do?
I'll try to be kind
But I'm old and I'm drunk
And a crime is a crime
Does a night's brief redemption
Stand against
The day's bewildering
Momentum?
We've both been undone
By warrants and ransoms
By sawdust and sand
By daughters and sons
By the little black vein
In the riverbed's rust
That weak heart
Serving a body of dust
Serving a body of dust
Those bodies of dust
They don't speak for us
Tell them they don't speak for us
I've said the words until they're strange
And so the words change
Softened and stitched heel to head
Each to the other is fed
credits
from Don't Say You Don't Know What You Want,
released February 26, 2009
Galen Hartley - vocals, acoustic guitar
Jamie Cummins - piano, mellotron, vocals
Marc Jenkins - pedal steel, vocals
Kelby MacNayr - drums, vocals
Glen Manders - bass
Alfons Fear - Trumpet
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020