Written in Oct. 2009. Maybe there should be an unofficial name for the frenzy at the back half of the song. What would be a good one?
lyrics
All the we’s turned to I’s after we said goodbye
In the report of my life to the lord
The weddings he favors with wealth shared to savor
Is something I just can’t afford
I nipped away, a Roman holiday
Behind the back of everlasting grace
And though I’d be forgiven
I’d rather stay hidden
And remember our guilty place
Oh, the picture’s near black
And the audio track is near silent
But for peaks of delight
We drew heavy curtains, still
Could not be certain that no one was watching that night
Those ancient trees, those gentle autumn breezes
The animals who hunt and chase
Care not for our stay, but they would have seen prey
In the corners of a guilty place
Home is where the heart is
And my heart’s in you
And that should suffice, but Earth’s fire and ice
Leave me wanting a structure too
(I never wondered how my love could fill the air
Or who the love went to, the question became where)
credits
from A Place In The Hills,
released August 20, 2011
Magilla on voice, guitar, bass, cajon, harmonica, organ
Sounds like a great soundtrack for an America as crusty as the tiles on their album cover. Lush instrumentation, pulls you in hypnotically. Magilla Shuwall
My good friend Keith produced and engineered this one. Sounds like you're right there in the room headbanging along. Drives heavy and keeps it interesting. Magilla Shuwall
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