Magic

by Dylan Campbell

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released 27 March 2013

Christine Spilka - Vocals (Tracks 2/3)

Written and recorded from March 2012 - March 2013 at home in Estaquinha, Sofala, Mozambique.

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tags: folk New York

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Track Name: Nocturne
Blind cacophonies
Apparitions creep
Snaking vapor streams
Taking root between

Silent symphonies
Slow hands beckon me
Diapason chord
From the ocean floor

I found you crying in the cellar
Holding a diamond still unweathered
Put on a record I’d forgotten
Dance to a nocturne fingers knotted
Track Name: Wolves
Floating between walls and
Hiding in plain sight
Letting addled alphabets go
Wander in the night
You play it like a natural so
I’ll just pretend
The room’s not painted grey and for your
Sins you must repent

A million disasters still are
Waiting in the wings
Huddle in the promises you’ll
Barely feel a thing
Your separated soul betrays the
Wisdom we imbue
A pack of wolves is waiting so you’ll
Have to be one too

Floating between walls and
Hiding in plain sight
Tired of the ennui and
Tired of the fight
I’d affect this feeling if it
Ever once had called
But if I want anything it’s
To not want at all
Track Name: Golden Seeds
Leaving golden seeds
Interred underneath
Arms that stretch for miles in the sun
Rest unduly reap
Air so sickly sweet
Fruit that falls like raindrops in my palms

Hanging heavy moon
Winter is abloom
Snow fills in the footprints of my wake
Fugitive and thief
Holding mask and wreath
Steal away with flowers in my hair

Behind ten feet of glass
Not a sound
As the shore recedes
My voice is bound
Unkempt memories
Beneath the boards
Close envelop me
Within their cords

Slowly it unfurls
Porcelain and pearl
How I’ll make a gift of it for you
Out beyond the screen
Spiraled and serene
Broken bits in coalescing streams
Track Name: Bluebird
Fill up your glass again
We both know how this ends
Right through the tourniquet
The lion’s blood runs red
Light casts upon these walls
The shadow of your tower
Lone fossils on display
The remnants of your power

Drunken drowning
Swimming in the ash
Of the dead words
Floating in your path
Still the same song
Stifled from within
It sings with you
If you’d just begin

I’ve seen that bluebird there
Hiding in your tree
Though it is beautiful
Its name you fear to speak

I’ve gathered precious words
And built for you a flower
Watch now just as before
It wilts within the hour
Lightly the feathers float
In circles ‘round the curtain
I’d rather let them hit
The ground remain uncertain

Drunken drowning
Swimming in the ash
Of the dead words
Floating in your path
Still the same song
Stifled from within
I'd sing with you
If you’d just begin

I’ve seen that bluebird there
Hiding in your tree
Though it is beautiful
Its name you fear to speak
I’ve seen that bluebird there
Hiding in your tree
And when you meet its gaze
Just tell me what you see
Track Name: Magic
Wanton cruel to pretend
In my memories perfection has had no hand
Your whisper echoed through the hall

From the spring filled my cup
So pristine by hate and malice untouched
Awash forgiven in its pools

Through a breach majesty
Pours out it is shown a piece
The picture there beneath the veil so complete
This wisdom warms my spreading wings

Gentle beast carry me
To the core the heart the home
Where your immortal love flows free
Unfettered in these bounds of time
Track Name: Fables
Tomorrow I will be a better man
Dreams of halcyon days lie in my hands
Knowing all the while you'll understand
When my feet get caught in this quicksand

I may not hurt or kill
Rely on my goodwill
But am I passing up
Some greater good?

Oh how could it remain
Good conscience with no pain
When all I've ever wanted is for myself
And will it be enough
To live for peace and love
While demons pound their fists on foreign doors

Tomorrow I will be a better man
Say it if you please or if you can
The breaking of the dawn it has a plan
Will I follow or will I just stand

While tales of wrong and right
Are whispered through the night
Old Aesop, is he grinning in the morn'?

Oh how could it remain
Good conscience with no pain
When all I've ever wanted is for myself
And will it be enough
To live for peace and love
While demons pound their fists on foreign doors

Oh how could it remain
Good conscience with no pain
When all I've ever wanted is for myself
And will it be enough
To make it cross the cusp
And hear those wild voices call my name
Track Name: An Ocean
Verses alien melt upon the air
Denizens this place we share
In a mirrored hall juxtaposed a laugh
Pray the moment’s weakness passed
If the youth we bleed out in smoke and screens
Fills the space between us when we meet
Scared to death that I will not have the time
To say the things I need to say to you

Crossing an ocean
And carving off the fat
Now that it’s late
And we’ve had our share of laughs
Stay through the night
For tomorrow when it rains
Hearts safely kept
Here within another plane

Seeing through the shadows seeing through the lake
Tend the futile fires we make
Callused lips that blow on the herald horn
Thousand times the same reborn
So my vacant mind turns itself inside
To wander in that still unspoiled dream
There again we’ll meet in that in between
Where atlas isles fade into the sea

Crossing an ocean
And carving off the fat
Now that it’s late
And we’ve had our share of laughs
Stay through the night
For tomorrow when it rains
Hearts safely kept
Here within another plane
Track Name: This Ghost
Bedlam the time we planted grew
In ivy vines too thick to prune
I met the eyes behind a tree
Grey fox in wait for me

The dissonance a raconteur
Flooding the gates at every shore
I heard the voice but when it spoke
Was nothing like this ghost

Motley the masquerade marches on town
Frilled and adorned making a frightful sound
Wielding a sword and they’re calling it truth
Stab through the heart should be enough to prove

The avarice the poisoned lore
Clouded the art arcane and pure
I’ve seen the face masked by the years
Above a chandelier

Motley the masquerade marches on town
Frilled and adorned making a frightful sound
Wielding a sword and they’re calling it truth
Stab through the heart should be enough to prove
Track Name: Hearth
Oh we don’t need to make a scene
And we don’t have to speak out loud
The subtle symphony that lies
Arpeggiated in the crowd

The greed that I once felt is gone
Within my chest a growing sigh
For all I want’s to love completely
And all I need is you close by

I’m a collector out at sea
And long ago I lost the search
But with a single memory
I warm my heart upon the hearth

I know this may sound very strange
Or maybe like I’m playing coy
But on the winding path I follow
A steady drum leads in the noise

I’m a collector out at sea
And long ago I lost the search
But with a single memory
I warm my heart upon the hearth

Oh we don’t need to make a scene
And we don’t have to speak out loud
Because I know that you are listening
And we will meet within that sound
Track Name: Up High
End of the ever growing day
Wander along the palisade
For miles all that I can see now is the mess
We’ve made, we’ve made, we’ve made
Our gentle mother helped me bleed
And for a moment I was free
But time has weathered every rock upon her shore
Before this age before

Distractions will not last you long
A plastic throne to sit upon
Sleepwalking silent orders blemish busy hands
This land, this land, this land

I’ve groveled listened at the banks
For simple sounds and gave my thanks
The clearest image floated to the surface of
What stays, what stays, what stays
Lost somewhere in the maze the mire
An ego burns upon the pyre
Flames kiss exulting underneath a speckled sky
Up high, up high, up high

Above the unmarked grave we found
A cloaked pariah stands devout
Who will despite the choice of weapons at his side
Confide, confide, confide

And all the loves I’ve ever known
Beckon a slow wind to carry home
Though crudely drawn the circles from a flawed design
Align, align, align

Roamed where I’ve roamed
Known what I’ve known
Cut this shit out what is alone
You cannot be alone