recorded March 23rd at Buzz or Howl Studios Portland, Or. by Stan Wright.

Jawbone Jagged

Woadwaxen

you're teeth are cracking like plaster, by the way
you're joints could use a good oiling, by the way

Straw Man (unfinished demo 2010)

Wishram

Hey Red

died on the vine, here I sway
dry me out, blow me away
along some worn roadside
or under a rug will I lie

spending days spending none
all spent up, not a one
breathing dust, breathing ash
lighting the next one from the last

flicker fire, wet wood hiss
in empty bottles that I kissed
my shadow folds in two
shadow's lungs are coughing too

Brooms

In midwestern residential scenes
and water color drip I drown

Autumn Brown

When sunlight fails
When drops are nails
Grey mirrors on ground
reflect the sound
Murders once sang
where fog wisps hang
There circles come
full and around

My breath on your neck, I'm
right behind you

Snow piles on branch
which hangs in path
Foot tracks below
obscured by snow
There you will find
in darkness blind
There's no way out
Even shadows doubt

All the walkin' night
and live long day
I'm behind

Wish on a lash
Write it on the dash
There, in the dust
Sinister lust
Can't reach the wheel
or shake the feel
Smoked myself sick
on worry sticks

My breath on your neck, I'm 
right behind you

Right Behind You

Walk the streets of stone and bone and sand
Night and day

And drown in the shallows with fire in hand 
on Iron Port Way

Poor sun was swallowed
Left no moon or stars to show

Black and orange, the trees are knuckle bare
Dirty yellow

Long shadows and not a leaf they wear
Their eyes trace

Poor sun was swallowed
Left no moon or stars to show

Drink in the 
Ink and salt
of the 
hexed night

Nine children drink wolves' milk from the breast
Warm mother

Jaws jagged, they lay their heads to rest
Until day

Poor sun was swallowed
Left no moon or stars to show

Drink in the 
Ink and salt
Of the 
hexed night

Iron Port Way

Rattled the cage
when I hit town 
Knuckled up to the tallest one, he
knocked me to the ground

Oh, the days
Into the wind
Never to
return again

To the edge of the land
Oh, I did ride
Buried myself up to my neck and I 
stared down the tide

Oh, the days
They cool and rise
Swept away into
the skies

Wandered into
blinding desert light
The vultures, they circled above 'til I
blinded the night

Oh, the days
Say goodbye
What a lucky
man
am 
I

Bar Stool

Western, dusty, plaid, chain-smoking, reel-to-reel 
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