meditation on solitude with 5 dollar toy guitar and cello
lyrics
I was born my father's son
I chained him down
Like a wild-eyed orphan coming home
he never made a sound
I was tied to my mother's apron strings
safely tethered down
from watching her I learned all sorts of things
I watched her life burn down.
Night vision brings relief.
It comes like a thief.
Night vision heals through sound
couldn't imagine what I've found.
Telling truth to the dark always gets me through
but every time I come undone I always find myself in you.
Night vision brings relief, it comes like a thief,
night vision heals through touch,
I never thought I'd feel so much.
credits
from waiting for the shell,
track released January 31, 2009
guitar vocals Mike James
toy guitar Jake Kelly
cello Aubrey Weber
percussion John Vecchierelli
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