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Seven Songs

by Jeremy Yaddaw

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1.
I told her I wasn't hers And she wasn't mine You told me just make her happy And it will be fine And it will be fine And I will be happy too But I never asked how it worked out for you
2.
Before I was dust I was sun-bleached bone Scattered and white Over sand and stone Before I was bone I was flesh and blood Splitting into The flesh I was And you were my skin And I was your eyes Before I was flesh I was cell collide Rhythm and mood Whether love or lie And you were my hands And I was your spine And you were my food And I was your fire Before I was one I was two or five And death never came To my still, cold eyes And you were my dust And I was your dust And you were my dust And I was your dust And you were my dust And I was your dust
3.
I threw a line in the deep, murky water. I threw a stone at the hive hung in the tree But I had one chance to wade out in the water 'Cause I never had known if the water alone Could cover me I found a box of birds on the subway Carried them up to let them fly free But there were four eyes and three wings on the subway I think one bird survived; well I guess they both died Eventually A soul white as wool takes some time to acquire 'Cause sometimes the body runs out of desire And sometimes the winter reminds you of fire But sometimes the body runs out of desire I sat alone and I talked to Jesus He didn't have scars on his feet or on his side And he said, "Hey kid, I didn't ask to be Jesus" So I looked at his hands and he laughed at my plans Of deicide A soul white as wool takes some time to acquire 'Cause sometimes the body runs out of desire And sometimes the winter reminds you of fire But sometimes the body runs out of desire Sometimes the body runs out of desire Sometimes the body runs out of desire Sometimes the body runs out of desire Sometimes the body runs out of desire
4.
Portion of this yew Is a man my grandsire knew, Bosomed here at its foot: This branch may be his wife, A ruddy human life Now turned to a green shoot. These grasses must be made Of her who often prayed, Last century, for repose; And the fair girl long ago Whom I often tried to know May be entering this rose. So, they are not underground, But as nerves and veins abound In the growths of upper air, And they feel the sun and rain, And the energy again That made them what they were!
5.
Cover Us 03:18
We sat on the lawn in front of the trees And watched the clouds roll in And cover us We sat on the porch and read books aloud But god help us now If we understood a word We sat on the couch at opposite ends And said not a thing To defend ourselves We sat on the floor in front of the fire And let ourselves go But not too far
6.
Blood 03:36
Love is good and love is strong But blood is thicker Some is sure and some is long But blood is thicker Blood I saw you and felt your skin And I was warm of soul But I held him and felt his weight And there I lost control And there is no fault There is no blame Love is good... Eyes and hands and feet and mouth Red and fertile flame What was I content about? Blind and bent of frame There is no dark There is no night When I'm called to count my wrongs Spill my veins like oil Weep not now nor everlong And bless me back to soil Now there is blood Now let it rain Love is good...
7.
You Said 04:11
You said, "It's time to come home. You've wandered out here alone" But what you couldn't see Is I wasn't lost And what you had to say Was hard to shake off Your right hand was blackened with ink Eyes fixed lest you should blink My heart was heavy and sick From your penetrant stare I felt humanity fade Into the air And you almost lost me there. Praise God from whom blessings flow Praise Him, creatures below Praise Him up above, you heavenly hosts Praise the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost

about

Seven Songs is an album written and recorded between 2012 and 2015, largely in borrowed space, with borrowed instruments. It is intended to be a snapshot of my abilities as a writer, arranger, player, engineer, etc. As such I determined to do everything I possibly could myself, borrowing talent from a few friends (Susan Davita Mandel, Margo Seibert, Allison Seidner, Jahn Sood, and Joel Waggoner) only when my desires far outreached my skills. No autotune was employed.

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released November 1, 2015

Jeremy Yaddaw - Vocals, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, piano, drums, percussion

Margo Seibert - Additional vocals

Joel Waggoner - Violin
Susan Davita Mandel - Cello
Allison Seidner - Cello

All music and lyrics by Jeremy Yaddaw, except for the lyrics for "Transformations", which are adapted from a poem by Thomas Hardy.

All arrangements, orchestrations, recording, and mixing by Jeremy Yaddaw.

Thanks to Steve Maxwell's, Thomas Hardy, KJ Hardy, Jess Birch, Wade McCollum, and to the aforementioned Susan, Allison, Joel, and Margo.

Jenny Yaddaw did the artwork.

Jahn Sood did the final mastering.

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