Flashy Python Avalon's Snake Breath
(part one: winter on the beach)
Gee, did we sit upon
Gold-plated pillows
As Avalon’s snake breath emerged blood and spittle?
The sky was vermouth,
As our eyes met the green sea,
And I was right there wishing you were there with me
below
The officer waited in his car
As if for me to drive 95
With an open scotch-whiskey
Should I sympathize with the moon
That is rising to greet sudden footsteps,
Why do we draw such fine lines in the snow?
The ocean, it purrs and it rubs up against me,
The oil barge sighs,
And the fishing boat steadies
The houses dripped red
As I shook off my head
And I rolled it upon the sand dunes of New Jersey
To my Mother I leave
So much more than I have kept,
The God of small things is in my kitchen cabinet
The D.J. might sigh
And the bills may be upset,
Just tell them I would if I could but I just can’t go
on
Alec Ounsworth – Vocals, Piano, Motu Strings (violin,
cello, contrabass)
Matt Sutton – Acoustic Baritone Guitar
Scott McMicken – Wurlitzer
(part two: mercury rising)
I’m stupid,
I’m stupid,
I’m stupid,
No time for the family, work ‘til I’m blind in the both
eyes
I’m tripping,
I’m tripping,
I’m tripping on thought that I had when I was young,
oh, now where did they come from?
I’m waiting,
I’m waiting,
I’m waiting around for us bus for to take me to wait
for another
I’m locking,
I’m locking,
I’m locking wide doors, please don’t knock, I am
sleeping inside on the floor
I’m catching,
I’m catching,
I’m catching the worm, just to ask him if he would
remember this moment
I’m falling,
I’m falling,
I’m falling below, now to memories’ footprints, a sigh
and a photo
I’m asking,
I’m asking,
I’m asking for bread, would you come back to visit me
after I’m dead?
Alec Ounsworth – Mud Vocals
Quentin Stoltzfus – Guitar
(part three: yesterday went away)
Yesterday went away
With the fire in the earth
And was smothered with mud from the ocean
Yesterday took a fall
As it was unrehearsed
And today finds itself duly sweating
Yesterday went away
As I tried to recall
Where the doctor had left my emotion
Yesterday skipped along
With its flowery talk
‘til a bullet stopped dead its strict motion
Yesterday did its hair
In the candlestick glare
With the neighborhood champ and miss homely
Yesterday kicked me from
The tallest of horses
And made off with my youth and my cocaine
