You could be asking for the world
You could be a hole in the wall
You could be a switchblade
And I would stay
Today is a good day
Blue skies and "Why nots?"
Thoughts may cloud and the gray shroud
But for now we've unwound the clocks
Speak of little things
The smell of home and the ghost it brings
Light flash—black
But bright through the ash: your candle eyes
Symbols, rhythm and rhyme
Tongue-twisting riddles and spells
No help for telltales
Ice was made to melt and time was made to fly
Speak of little things
The jug band and the song it sings
Stomp the floor and moan:
We're here, you're not alone
credits
from Pastourelle,
released April 23, 2012
Lyrics, vocals, guitar: Christian Lewis
Lead guitar: Sean Gibson
Bass: Jack Beers
Drums: Rob Racine
Recording, editing, mixing, mastering: Bill Racine
Produced by Bill Racine
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