A song for native American Westerners and their ancestors.
lyrics
Bleached Bones
Bleached bones on the peaks & valleys.
Bleached bones, hair stuck to the hide.
Listen close, you’ll hear the wind shuffle.
Listen close, you’ll hear the wind subside.
Clay magnets, the bodies of mothers & fathers.
Clay magnets, the bodies of us all.
Rolled accents, the verses of your siblings.
Rolled accents, reason gathered small.
Health & hope to the romance languages.
Health & hope to the invisible crown.
We’re smoke on the lens of an ancient eyepiece.
We’re fog on the rise of a daylight mound.
The bricks you found steady, the memories you hold dear
empty ashes of departure in a lake wide & clear.
Time is a round tablet, a tin drum & a magnet. [Chorus]
Time is a bone mallet & an active ear.
Watch how you approach it, bend it & use it.
Be careful, use caution & always take care.
Bleached bones on the peaks & valleys.
Earthen tones on young planet skin.
Old songs build & settle in easy.
A lattice of limbs raises us all.
Curl about me, it’s Winter we are bound for.
Tie this knot, but open the lair.
Let’s wrap up our bones in an Easter apron.
Let’s draw Spring through a straw w/wire.
[Chorus]
credits
from Caber Toss,
track released October 10, 2011
Musicians:
Christian Arial: Vocals, Tambourine, Percussion
Terrell Brady: Backing Vocals, Electric Guitar, Electric Bass
Alan Greenall: Drum Kit
Recorded At:
Midnight Records, Salt Lake City
Produced By:
Isle of Skye (Christian Arial/Terrell Brady), Kent Rigby
Engineer:
Kent Rigby
Mixing:
Christian Arial, Kent Rigby, Terrell Brady, Mark Smith
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