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The Nature of Things
03:23
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Oh, the winter sleeps
Oh the winter weather weeps
All through this long night
Under duvets of white
Singing lullabies
Oh the tulips taste
Oh the tulips part in May
The sugar of springtime,
The delicate days of life,
Throwing me a line
Oh, let it grow; the nature of things, the nature it sings
Oh, let it grow
Oh the crickets creak
Oh the crickets scream conceit
All through this long night,
Echoing rays of light,
Like a time machine
Oh the leaves ablaze
Some are flaming, some decay
Crackling fire dry
Cackles ‘you’ll soon be mine’
I pray for rain
Oh, let it fall; the nature of things, the nature it stings
Oh, let it fall
Oh, the nature of things, the nature it stings
Oh, let it fall
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2. |
Front Door
02:22
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If I ever spend the autumn with the same front door, oh that’d be the day oh that’d be the day, cause I never spend the autumn with the same front door anymore, anymore
Breathe, push me with a steady hand, weary lungs yielding to the land. Hold tightly onto what I know, keep them close as the wind still blows
If I ever spend the autumn with the same front door, oh that’d be the day oh that’d be the day, cause I never spend the autumn with the same front door anymore, anymore
Leave though it’s only barely used, bury low, tunnel escape to youth. Keep on, keep on, even though we’re poisoning water deep and honey sweet
I’ve been calling winter long - nobody around to echo my song
If I ever spend the autumn with the same front door, oh that’d be the day oh that’d be the day, cause I never spend the autumn with the same front door anymore, anymore
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3. |
New Eyes
03:43
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Heart skips, new lips parted - pardon
Same sky, new eyes salted - uncharted
Always been this way
Unknown till today
Took my breath away
I was so afraid
Shake hands, understand meaning - revealing
Same land, alien plan - wasting, replacing
Always been this way
Unknown till today
Took my breath away
I was so afraid
Run, run, home again
It can’t be done with a body of one
Whole over sum
Look to the moon; it too takes two
Return to earth to be the
Sun, sun, hope again
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4. |
Sister
03:21
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Eyes running dry, frozen in my swaying tracks and you see the things I lack. Leave me to lie crying in our parents’ room, I’ll join you in the kitchen soon where I’ll finish disappointing you
Oh, Sister if you only knew the things I wish that I could do. I’d roll into the garden and I’d pick a bunch of flowers for you. I’d pay my fortune to the road though all we’d ever do was lose. But Sister if you only knew the things I wish that I could do
Roll into a town and my eyes are shifting and my hands are shaking. Pull you back down - are the plans all in a row? Realize that I just need to know, but honestly I just want to go home
Oh, Sister if you only knew the things I wish that I could do. I’d roll into the garden and I’d pick a bunch of flowers for you. I’d pay my fortune to the road though all we’d ever do was lose. But Sister if you only knew the things I wish that I could do
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5. |
Wake
04:02
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Finished playing
Sign my name friend
Feel resistance
See me broken
I’m hiding away
I don’t know what to say
Cause you’re pushing me away
When I’m not ready for the wake
Stepping duet
Silent moment
You’re to the left
Here on separate
I’m hiding away
Cause there’s nothing left to say
When you’re pushing me away
And I’m turning for the wake
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6. |
Buffalo
04:06
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Buffalo bungalow
We lay below, our hearts aglow
With a buffalo
Lions den, arriving when
We need a friend to co-pretend
In a lion’s den
In the hive, spin and dive
We are alive in overdrive
We hide
Honeycomb, chromosome
With dad and mom but we’re never home
In a honeycomb
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7. |
Pull Me Under
04:09
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Pull me under, darling, back into the lake where we can lay still, sleeping to rushing water sounds until I wake and I am drowned
Lovers who linger in the waking moonlight, opening tenderly limbs, I sing like coyote calls in the dark blue morning with meltwater lungs and the fear of filling - and I’m never leaving home.
Slowly reaching through my fingers, I don’t want to be alone but I’m terrified of swallowing shores. So kiss me as if I were sleeping; be gentle with my body, I don’t want to go
How can I leave this house and home,
How can I leave this house alone
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8. |
The Spill
02:44
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When I rise before the sky in a place I call home but I know it’s not mine - I’ve tried and I’ve tried but I just grow tired, the foolish ways I’m staying alive
My window has watched me grow but it’s been years and oh, I’ve hardly been home and I’m trying to stop from growing old
Hold me up, keep me still and I’ll wait patient for the spill
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9. |
I'm Going Mad
05:27
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I’m going mad
I’m going mad
My mind is had
I’m going mad
Radio transmits over lines out of sight
Radiating through my mind
Gramophone is off, the pipe and sink’s enough
The broadcast brought to you by war it soars
Requiem in Greek, a reverie I speak
Radiating through my hypnagogic sleep
Dreaming in tongues, the blood is in my lungs
The broadcast brought to you by war it soars
I’m going mad
I’m going mad
My mind is had
I’m going mad
The east coast village chilled by voices still unseen
They wound but never bruise, kill but never bleed
I heard it in the clothing line, now I’m the one hung out to dry
Thank you and goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
I’m going mad
I’m going mad
My mind is had
I’m going mad
We mean no harm, we’re just passing on by,
Waving hello on our way through the sky
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Over the shoulder
Out at the pier
Etching the moonlight
In the crevice of tears
I saw the sky scrape
The water below
We’re molding the landscape
But don’t know where to go
The courage of autumn
To strip to the bone
Believing in wheeling
And feeling the flow
If I had branches
And roots I would sway
And brace for the bitter
Till spring comes again
For now I am weeping
The moon waning west
It follows my route
Or rather what’s left
Where I am going
Is all just for show
This evening a trial
For the coming of snow
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The Lifers Guelph, Ontario
Hello! We are sisters Anita and Elivia Cazzola from Guelph, Ontario, Canada. We like to play folk-rock singer-songwriter tunes. We also like hammocks, bees, honey, soup, cheese, forests and oceans. Feel free to poke around, follow us on Facebook and Instagram, shoot us an email, and/or check out our website :) ... more
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