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gift
she's a flower, the rose of purgatory
only the big dreamers utilise her longing
her gift was to you and to me, this you know
her smile is the earth her heart the sea
you are my love, sweet tip on my tongue
the world first spun when our journey begun
and I learn't of her magic just after I sung
your father to tears through G-d given song
we sat in the warmth of that very first night
i was learning of your deepest fight
to resurrect her heart from the sea
to become a gift to the world and me
to beg for riches of a brighter star
in us she'll continue to burn free
hearts of sorrow of burden from afar
to sing to me to scream let it be
let it be, let it be for the soldiers of Yes
the gifted explosions of the universe
the brilliant ones the world cannot suppress
the men who in which my discipline does rest
i know but nothing of her voice and posture
i never saw her or held her hand
despite all this i'm certain i love her
and in us she will burn like Joan of Arc
and in us she will be forever alive
and in us she will burn over sea and land
and she'll send us all to the sky
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found
come on muma get up off the floor
your baby's in heaven she ain't crying no more
it always hurts more when they're stolen from thee
i swear to G-d she smiling happy as can be
the fire is cleansing and the fire is sweet
but she's dancing on a cloud not a spec of dust on her feet
you say its so easy to say
i hear you scream throw me your pain
c'mon now sweet it ain't really that hard
walking round late playing with your soldiers in the dark
all the sea's sailors and all your mothers men
will never put your heart back together again
but don't you find it dirty don't your knees get sore
slow down little pearl bite your tongue or you'll loose it all
theres a long night ahead to dance around the fire
no need to sit and drink up all the world's lies
please don't you see what you go and feel its on me
take my hands, lick my wounds, kiss my sincerity
those Tzadik's silent tears paint a real picture of me
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Premonition
01:13
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Wake Up
03:37
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wake up
wake up, theres someone at the door waiting
wake up, she's got something to ask of you
its always been that way since the fall
such a sombre notion, follow her motion
wake up, don't take you time.
G-d i swear
i swear i take my time, i want to rush it round the back like i did last
G-d i swear
she gonna own me find a place to hide from the snow and show me know me
G-d i swear
find it all there in the place where i left it, finally we'll dig it out
G-d i swear
seems like i'm a phoney, got a hole in me, gotta tear from the soul of me
come on, i know its sobering,
but what if the phone rings cars in flames and she dead
come on, show her the jesus in your eyes,
loose your pride and love again
come on man you ain't no saint but you got what it takes
take her tiny heart to a better place
come on, lover, sweet man brother,
if you were her you'd have done the same.
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Kasahun Tate
00:26
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Heaven Aint That Feeling
04:08
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heaven ain't that feeling
down, down, down, at the speed of light
the frame is Jesuit, I am the book of lights
the copulating first revolution of Jewish chi
the bored sinking whoredom of society
and the sinisters of Baal in a fervour and a speed
take what they need from they need from me
if its a burden, a wet hairy fight
its the hold of what the Old call night
down, down all around me in the mire
the chance is dire, the heart is lost
burn, burn burn like a diamond fire
bird on a wire, whatever the cost
time itself is going to one day fold
in on itself sin will take its toll
and all the sleeping giants
will rise from the grave, nothing is safe
so take my hand, follow me to the lake
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Like He Used To
03:47
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i wont sit here and say that all i have done is right
or that i am all he would need as well
but i am burning up inside and
well he just ignores my boring hell
i was shy i was only young
and he my first and he was my love
but i am cold and i am no longer young
and he never helps me feel the opposite.
(he just lets my flame burn through)
i just wish he wrote like he used to
he was in the army before he started writing,
and i was a small time girl for him alone
i now need that desire he once showed me
as we burned together in the burning field
and now he is contempt and i become stale
our kids the only real bond between us
but his book is selling really well
he thinks of himself so well
and he thinks everything is just fine
(i'd turn the world over to show him truth)
i just wish he wrote like he used to
now Eric i love you and i thank you
for making me feel alive again
i needed someone to look at me
while i was naked in the moonlight
he wont understand this not ever
he wont kill me because he is not brave
he will never forgive me and you together
but he'll never write freely again
he'll never write freely again
(he will have to find someone new)
i just wish he wrote like he used to
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I'll Stay Awake For You
04:39
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i'll stay awake for you
late night reading and i'm lonely as hell
all the dishes are still in the sink
i burnt a hole in your ma's old tablecloth
and i wish i had rationed out my cigarettes
take out the trash, to get some air
the alley's odour is like a lonely man's
i picked a white flower hoping you'd be home
something so delicious can grow among stones
i'll stay awake for you
a wet cat's eyes could pierce steel
these brick walled mouths swallow me in
black iron staircase creaks in symphony
the whole in my gut helps me believe in this city
like some sanctified church, with Jesus Christ
pinned all bloody to a carved alter
this block of flats in Grenwich Village
is my solemn sad oppressive prostitute saviour
i'll stay awake for you
i wish i could sleep but my minds a race
and the slap and smash of a womens face
and the china crashing don't help at all
truth be told, i wish i was bold
i wish i was dead, i wish G-d took my hand
and i wish you were here
and i wish i lied to everyone else
and not just myself so when you get back to our Grenwich flat
i could ask what the fuck does he taste like
i'll stay awake for you
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Rekik
00:54
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Songbird's Dead
03:14
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songbird's dead
for ten thousand years women have sold their jewel for money
for six thousand years men have bitten their tongue for one messiah
for two thousand years all the whores have gone to heaven
for two thousand years men have branded a cross to their souls
but hows it gonna end if she don't know about her precious stone
since men have known of hell men have only lived in fear
since our mothers became unattainable every woman is a whore
since men have spoken different tongues men have only built walls
we've forgotten what we're meant to say long before we learn't to talk
hows she gonna fix herself to the sky when we all stay inside
but its there it could never change or bend
we're only a blink of an eye compared with the end
a blink of an eye that was licked by G-d and we all drowned
and even the Jewish kings lost their crowns
and he never know if his daddy was Judas and Jesus
and she kept on guessing where her beauty exactly lied
because no one ever told her if god was her body or her soul
and hows it gonna end if she don't know about her precious stone
and hows she gonna fix herself to the sky when we all stay inside
and love is no burden its a cold stone we got to swallow
the Songbird's Dead and everywhere i go i only hear this song
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I Can See In The Dark
02:24
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i can see in the dark
she a rolling stone cos' she worship the unknown
still she show you her body if you give her a loan
a few dollars in the bank make it all seem worth it
oh then scream and blame me for the feeling of hurting
sit alone and watch the stars fall from the sky
exile on love street and embrace the lie
socrates said we better off dead
well that just makes perfect sense to me.
i can see in the dark
so pity the poor and ask for more
you'll feel pure when you feed the poor
the real tragedy is in every girls heart
the fact the world even had to start
because history says its much better now
and science says its all gonna end
so we just sit my friends and me
singing songs about death
what will be will be.
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The Blue Nile
03:57
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