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to be alone for a time, for a long time
on a road between contentments
witness trees in a line, in a long line
witness my resentments
every petty little thought of mine
 
where do you go, my darling?
when you do not sing
where do you go?
and you've been told 
the streaks of gold
in your hair mean nothing
oh no, not so
 
to be afraid for a time, for long time
that there's no angel watching
I see a sign in the breeze
in the wind in the trees
in the skies over Austin
 
where do you go, my darling?
when you do not sing
where do you go?
and you've been told 
the streaks of gold
in your hair mean nothing
oh no, not so

Witness Trees

Out now on Color Study


so I drove to Lakeside
parked my car and walked around
looking for an answer
but I found nothing
 
to that ground of certainty 
that I have sought but seldom found
still I'd say the seeking must mean something
 
to ash, I am burning down
as the spring returns me to you
 
on my birthday all the calla lilies are in bloom again
and they sing hymns of color like a congregation 
ah livin' large or livin' fast
all we seem to do's react
and move on and on and on 
from station to station
 
to ash, I am burning down
as the spring returns me to you

To Ash (feat. Nico Muhly) - Single

To Ash (feat. Nico Muhly)

The Years · Available Now 

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Candle Song For Danny

Fanfare

The Years

Glass House

Nowhere

https://ffm.to/make-it-out

checked into the hotel
trying to keep an even keel
would I go to hell
if I told you how I feel?
but you’re saying something
I don’t know what about
the club downstairs is thumping
I can’t make it out
make it out

you checked into the hotel
the worst one on the block
God bless my American
you always loved the underdog
you’re saying something
sounds like what I dreamt about
but room 24’s ballroom dancing
so I can’t make it out

make it out to the open air 
where you and I stand beyond comparing
if we freed ourselves from doubt
honey we might just make it out

and you’re saying something 
I don’t know what about
the club downstairs is thumping
I can’t make it out

make it out to the open air 
where you and I stand beyond comparing
if we freed ourselves from doubt
honey we might just make it out

to the garden stairs
oh scrap your flight and meet me there
keep the promise in your mouth
and honey we might just make it out

Make It Out (feat. Maisie Peters)

Annie

Middle Name

Our House

Tourism

I Forget Myself (feat. Darlingside)

Third Person

Third Person (feat. Jacob Collier)

Small Hours

Small Hours (feat. Isabel Pless)

Well nighttime passes, but the dark remains
and I was feelin’ like a little child, but I am loathe to place blame
on that lioness-esque woman, who will go here unnamed
she was looking in me for a lion, when she found it so tame

On that erstwhile May morning, I took the 6 downtown to Spring
and I was writing something elegiac, that I never learned to sing
but I think that it was this song, just four years premature
and I remember crossing out the line - “all is fair in love and war”

Well if all is fair in love and war
then I don’t know what we’re fighting for

Cuz my baby she’s a real peach
even when the night come crashin’ down
real peach
and the nighttime rolls away, alright
and we’re comin’ back to the demon-killing work of love
(my god)

Well nighttime passes and the dark retreats
I hand it over to my upper angel who visits me in sleep
we’re in the field beyond the right and wrong and the fallacy of form
you can call it what you wanna call it, I just say “all is fair in love and war”

Well if all is fair in love and war
then I don’t know what we are fighting for
So if we don’t care to fight no more
let’s go upstairs and let’s shut the door

Cuz my baby she’s a real peach
even when the night come crashin’ down
real peach
and the nighttime rolls away, alright
and we’re comin’ back to the demon-killing work of love
(my god) illuminate

The Rains

Real Peach

Through the glass of the bottle
all is green and bends
and seeing her distorted so
I went through hell and back again
she was my dearest friend
but she will go to heaven
so maybe I can see her then

Well my car will barely start
I gotta get it to Vermont
she spent her summers in bar harbor
working in a restaurant
and she had a lotta boyfriends
I count the ones I know
as I shudder through New Hampshire
Wes Hartley on the radio
god god goddamn the girl was fine
and I was glad to call her mine
but she weren't mine and I weren't hers
I lost her at the five and dime
she was talking to a 6'5"ex-marine 
who was living out of his truck
she said “he is very fragile”
I said “I don't give a fuck”
we went up and we went down
and she wanted to get outta town
but we were on a rollercoaster and they go nowhere
they just land you back on the ground
god god goddamn the girl was fine
and I was glad to call her mine
but she weren’t mine and I weren’t hers
I lost her at the five and dime
she was talking to a 6’ 5” ex-marine
who was living out of his truck
she said “he is very fragile”
I said “I don’t give a…”




Through A Glass

She sings of apple trees and blossoms
and she called me from Dallas Love Field
as a winter storm warning went on taunting me
When we met we were two bright-eyed alcoholics
in the springtime in the Year of Our Lord
as we glanced the gilded edges of our identities 

But ever the wayof the lover's lot
that black as the kettle's the hypocrite pot
often, then more, more often than not

c'mere baby, in the darkening hour
riding our bikes to the dive bar at the edge of town
was it some shrill and false persona that was leading me round?
well my right hand offended me but my left hand was waving free
till it knocked me out
did it?

to be honest babe,I never saw you coming, no
though I did believe the world to be a starry dome(did it did it did it I) so maybe we take the longer way
to a cosmic home, a place to stay
spinning lanterns in a field until the end of days

c'mere baby, in the darkening hour
riding our bikes to the dive bar at the edge of town
was it some shrill and false persona that was leading me round?well my right hand offended me but my left hand was waving free
till it knocked me out
did it?

well my right hand offended me
so I got down on bended knee and I cut it off
did I?

Dallas Love Field

Cover of Gordon Lightfoot's 1970 original

If You Could Read My Mind

She wore a black jacket and a winter sun beat down
or I guess it was early spring and we were in a park in Chinatown
if I were the jacket, her chest and limbs all wrapped around,
I would soak up all that light into my lining
 
I leaned in to feel the warmth pouring off her skin
yes I tried to breathe her essence like it was precious oxygen
and she took off her jacket the second we walked in
and I soaked up all the light from the fluorescents
 
What was I supposed to say to her?
in the grocery aisle, in the air-conditioning
What was I supposed to say to her?
I was coming up empty
coming up
 
I was on my phone for half an hour, bleached in the white light glare
sitting in the sports bar cuz the game was playing there
and the hometown team was down by ten but I really didn’t care
I just soaked up all the light from the flatscreens
 
Oh where can my little darling be?
most of the money I have spent, I spent it in her company
and I now I’m looking for some earnestness
and my mind won’t let me be
till I soak up all that light into my lining
 
What was I supposed to say to her?
in the grocery aisle, in the air-conditioning
What was I supposed to say to her?
I was coming up empty
coming up

The Jacket

On a rainy day, we took it to the museum
what did Lolo say, as we tripped into impressionism?
I looked up and saw “Young Woman with Ibis” by Edgar Degas
yeah the ruby red birds, with the woman lost in thought
 
Maybe I should hear her words
see she is in the wilds
they’re a bright blur
yeah she is in the wilds
and she’s swaying in the storm
and I’m watching her thoughts form
they’re a bright blur
see she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her
 
On a sunny day, we took it to the secret beach
what did Lolo say? Was she somehow somewhere out of reach?
I look up and see the moon in Sagittarius at 29 degrees
from the ruby red sun that hangs over the scene
 
Maybe I should hear her words
see she is in the wilds
they’re a bright blur
yeah she is in the wilds
and she’s swaying in the storm
and I’m watching her thoughts form
they’re a bright blur
see she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her
 
Hallelujah, by and by
through the trees, I can see the sky
and all the birds in the canopy seem to be
communicating
are they talking to me? Cuz I am in the wilds
 
C’mon baby take a chance
at maybe making some cosmic romance
it’s all oceanic, wait and see
it’s communicating
and right before I panic I say
“I am in the wilds and the wilds are in me”

The Wilds

Varsity

The Last Time I Saw Adrianne

So we paint a red room white and we move all night
to the north side…
and I always thought that North Street felt like a seaside town
with its open skies, and Ray’s is selling oysters by the pound
and they’re an aphrodisiac, so if we needed that
we could serve ‘em on the half-shell and slurp ‘em down
 
but we move like Roman soldiers
into the wilds of the psyche
to fix under a cancelling star
Hermes and Aphrodite
 
Sipping on the sunlit juice
haven’t thought much about that in a while
sipping on the sunlit juice
I haven’t thought much about that in a while
so I went and got a buzzcut
put two shots in the ruby red
she’s got willow boughs in the bed of her truck
she’ll never drink again
 
and I saw flamingos on the seatback screen
of the A320-213
as I flew from San Diego to the moon
and she’s an aphrodisiac, so if we needed that
we could take a little moonbeam in a spoon
 
but we move like Roman soldiers
into the wilds of the psyche
to fix under a cancelling star
Hermes and Aphrodite
 
Sipping on the sunlit juice
haven’t thought much about that in a while
sipping on the sunlit juice
I haven’t thought much about that in a while
so I went and got a buzzcut
put two shots in the ruby red
she’s got willow boughs in the bed of her truck
she’ll never drink again

Sunlit Juice

The Wilds Quartets

Through a Glass (Quartet Version)

Oh, the night falls now, with somnolent mouth
on the ether garden
and the gardener stands with blood on his hands
beside the stone

and that's when I finally heard those voices
singing "Ohhhh"

Oh, and Lucifer abides in her 
in the ether garden
and Ahriman, the sweet cheat gone
the cut, cold diamond

that's when I finally heard those voices
singing "Ohhhh"

Gloria Duplex - Master 

Ether Garden

Gloria Duplex

Tourism EP available now on Color Study: ffm.to/tourism


Oh what if I remembered all the time?

well the odds were low but I was born
me and nobody else
and I grew up slow in starts and storms
I can’t remember now
I forget myself

oh what if I remembered all the time,
would it go backwards forwards
past as future?

well the odds were low but she was there
she and nobody else
and we fell in love, an unlikely pair
I can’t remember now
I forget myself

and the little mind that runs its course
from heaven down into hell 
if I whine and wait and equivocate
I’m sorry, I forget myself

oh what if I remembered all the time,
would it go backwards forwards
past as future?

and the little mind that runs its course
from heaven down into hell 
if I whine and wait and equivocate
I’m sorry, I forget myself

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I was trying to find someone to love me
and then I did and she was dancing
across the room with the lights on her half-closed eyes

So then I took another drink and stumbled
across to her and said something ridiculous
like a man who’d refuse to shine

See I was looking for a still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm

I was trying to write a song so articulate
it could right my wrongs but I wrote it wrong
this is not it, it’s just a field day for a therapist
“and what did you dream?”
that I wrote a song
“and what did it mean?”
that I got it wrong, I don’t know
I don’t know

See I was looking for a still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm

Did I know it then? Did I cry out then?
by the blooming tree in Switzerland?
No I never really know
No I never really know
what I can do about it
If I lie down on the dirty ground
would the angels sing?

still life
now it is stillborn
in the endless glow, on a river of road
I drove out of the eye of the storm

Still Life (feat. Joseph)

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