Shadow on the Brim / Rough Beasts

by L.T.LEIF

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1.
opening 02:17
On the way home There is an unexpected space Where a train passes by Opening wide It is a breath for the brain It is a lonesome call that you crave It was that cry Says you gotta open yourself completely Says you gotta open yourself if you will find what you really need And it was that beast It is that beast you need to be It is that beast You need It is that beast you need Rip your throat out and let it bleed It is that beast you need You gotta keep your wits about you To know which of those beasts are best to leave unfed
2.
deep bright 03:24
I know what I love and it is the wind blowing through the tall grass we lean into it I know what I need and it is the deep bright smell of the dry soil breathed into me And I watched myself as if in a dream go floating away I know what I love and it is the gray green shining off the water as it passes underneath and through and I know what I need and it is the cold breeze thrown off by that frozen river I saw in that dream But no matter where I go when I go far enough away I just feel cold And I watched myself as if in a dream go floating away.
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I grew disenchanted with it yeah, I got so bored even thinking about it and i knew it was so bad but still i wanted it i wanted it so damn bad that i grew jealous of it and now i am hunting it like i will wear its thick skin yeah, like i will wallow in it and i've thrown down many scalding paths but still i've wanted it there are times i have almost forgiven it but then i think of all the good folks i know who've fallen down praying to it and though i still want it bad and always will i would be rid of it
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derelict 03:36
yeah, there is a wildness that sits in the city out in the abandoned backyard of the house where you broke in and yeah, I'm going to wallow in it yeah, I'm going to sneak around tenderly until I am just covered in some kind of dark sin and yeah, there is a roughness right where the wrists are bending hovering in our voices, keeps us wondering and yeah, I'm going to sit with it yeah, I'm going to drink it up completely until I am just swimming in kindness of a dull thing
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on the day before you left I watched your freckles as you slept I rubbed your wrist and wondered where the cartilage connects and if we were both happiest with me breathing out against your neck would we ever leave the house again? well I would wait on the day you caught that plane I heard from some old loves again a phone call from a friend and a couple of emails, said: do we ever change? do we ever become un-snagged? by the old loves for many days after you left I held it hardened in my chest, the solid outline of a moving thing and if you'd asked I'd tell you how the days that passed emptied it out until it was a backyard puffball thing that I kicked while I was just walking and now that everything is done and all our curdled wishing gone I can't bring back the outline of a day where you would stay
9.
One small bear his mother was hit by a train he will not survive, though our limbs move with sympathy one small squirrel, he falls from his nest in the sky we put him in a shoe box and feed him with an eyedropper that one owes an awful lot to the wind that one owes an awful lot to his animal family that one moves an awful lot like the wind that one looks an awful lot like his animal kin does that boy belong to them? one small child wanders off alone in the night takes shelter under branches from the wicked wind one small boy with no one he would surely die they lead him back to their den and lick his feet clean and oh when they take him back his family mourns the loss sometimes he still hears them calling him at night through the bedroom glass he slips from the covers and curls on the floor he sleeps in the corner he dreams like a dog
10.
drk dwllr 04:23
Oh, in the dark night we know nothing, we are nothing at all Hold onto the dark night we will find it there if we find it at all climbed to the top of that tall hill looked across the lay of the land but I saw nothing, I saw nothing at all Went to that good place of learning burned the books or swallowed them whole but I learned nothing, I learned nothing at all Oh in the dark night you will find it there if you find it at all Wandered all over the east end kicking trash and upturning stones but i found nothing, I found nothing at all Oh i shot down that old rough beast skinned it and nailed it to the wall but i felt nothing, I felt nothing at all Hold onto the dark night Oh we will find it there if we find it at all Wandering When i was done wandering I went back home Sitting in the house i was living in the back door flew open and here’s what i saw All of the people and places that i had been through in one terrible roar, singing like: Come back to the dark night oh there was something in all that you saw but if you hold to only the dark night you will find something there, but there is so much more
11.
dontdonut 02:33
don't shine my light through the open door don't shine my light through the open door i won't be there it will be dusk I know don't fill your face with the back of a storm let your throat spill over with sickening moans i won't be there i wasn't there at all don't send my words to them those shadows on the glass just send all my best wishes back. don't cart my bones over bridges back home mix their clacking talk with the river's rough roar I won't be there I will be barking from that far shore don't feel my hands like they're gripping your arm don't feel my hands like they're there when they're not I won't be there so open your fists up then don't send my words to them long shadows in the grass just send all my best wishes back
12.
before you left you wanted to know I would be ok in our hands we held our breaths two gravely stones you're in a car you're headed out I look to where the sun comes up a taste like dust under the tongue I didn't see you off, it would have been too tough and it's a dull haze where we all are knocking and it's a rough place rocks all around before you left I wanted to know you would be ok a smell like mountains on your breath there was no way of knowing your head tipped back opened your mouth a place to let the spirit out waited till I was not around it would have been too hard but it was still hard and it is still hard after you left a silence like dust rose up an avalanche's aftermath settled where you'd been last

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SHADOW ON THE BRIM
tracks 1 thru 7
LL and Dice Parks, recorded by Dice in a warm house in the foothills and mastered by Harris Newman.

ROUGH BEASTS
tracks 8 thru 13
LL with Jay Crocker, Sara Froese, Jon McKiel, and Neal Moignard
recorded by Jay in the backwoods of Nova Scotia, mastered by Brad Hawkins and Harris Newman.

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released June 6, 2016

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