The Farmer drove his tractor where the soil had been tilled, planting Corn in rank and file from the silo to the lumber mill.
He rode along in silence as he looked out past the Honeysuckle field, watched the water turn, turn the waterwheel.
Started thinking about his daughter with affection, her reaction of disdain the day he replaced the blue Hydrangea with the climbing frame, while her disappointed Sister looked on, quiet as the snow, knowing well that those who know don't talk and those who talk don't know.
But she couldn't help but sing!
She couldn't help but sing!
Oh, she couldn't help but sing!
She couldn't help but sing!
She tried and couldn't help but sing!
She couldn't help but sing!
Oh, she couldn't help but sing!
She couldn't help but sing!
The Tortoise in the wheelchair wrapped his forehead in a bandage, with a cast they made from plaster for his phony broken leg so he'd get pushed around the sidewalk by the Zookeeper's assistant, with the Hummingbird observing from behind a yellow Flower, and he flapped his tiny wings, they moved so fast you couldn't see them, with resentment for the Tortoise, which was clear by his expression.
But the Tortoise turned and smiled with a Peacefulness which proved that there's a movement in our stillness and however much we move we're bound to stand completely still.
We stand completely still.
We all stand completely still.
We stand completely still.
Let's all stand completely still!
Let's stand completely still!
Let's all stand completely still!
Let's stand completely still!
Come, Tortoise, standing still -- go, Hummingbird, my will
Come, Tortoise, stumbling blind -- go, Hummingbird, my eyes
Come Tortoise, empty hands -- go, Hummingbird, my plan
Come Tortoise undefined -- go, Hummingbird, my mind
Come, Tortoise, letting go -- go, Hummingbird, 'I know'
Come, Tortoise, come and die -- go, Hummingbird, my I
Oh... goodbye, I! Goodbye, I! Bye, bye, bye
supported by 22 fans who also own “It's All Crazy! It's All False! It's All a Dream! It's Alright”
I don't like this album as much as Wildlife, but I remember when Rose Quartz/Fulton Street 1 premiered on YouTube (before the rest of the album). I listened to it on repeat that night for hours. You Ascendant is my favorite on the track just because of how meditative it is, just a raw contemplation of death. nicolasstag
supported by 20 fans who also own “It's All Crazy! It's All False! It's All a Dream! It's Alright”
This album is so painfully beautiful. Julien's voice is delicately strained and her words paint vignettes that range from delicate somber memories to muted pain. The guitar tones and thin texture of the layering leave this album feeling very intimate and raw. Among the best things I've heard this past year. Jake Gussman