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The Water Temple

by Thrift Store Talent

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1.
Sleepwalker 04:16
i had a plan to pull out my eyes turn them around, then stick them back inside so while i'm awake, i could see what i'm thinking probably best, so i'd know all my worst intentions and then while i sleep, my eyes would go forward i'd see the real world looks better than formerly people are nicer, and always more fun wolves want to eat me, and i can never run from them so i'll stay, stay. go, go. i don't know you cut your neck, and now you are bleeding all on the street, a mural that i'd pay to see in a museum, surrounded by wood, and people to ponder and tell you that it looks good forcing a smile with mandible inserts laughing at jokes with manual wind-up teeth but no one will listen, and no one can read but everyone still buys a paper and concert seats and books and cd's all i've got are hazel eyes two thin lips and thick inner thighs (somehow i'll make do with that) because deep inside there's a tree that grows it grew for you, now it grows for someone else (well is that sad?)
2.
watching from the window i curse you moving slow you place your steps carefully packing down the snow how you can be so certain there is someone above who wants to put you in fire and terrorize your soul it's baffling to me, love how you can be so cold because i don't want forgiveness i just want you to know weaker than the wood frame holding this burnt home churning your sad head up is the whisper of the calm cushioning your insides and promising you truth your sins and holy ransom of course, you already knew and we're caviling our husbands and wives that we don't trust we're sanding down our balustrades until we're just a pile of dust when you fall in too late when you fall into the lake
3.
look at what you've done in just a year under my tongue i keep a safe filled with jagged lines and foreign themes about your eyes and body shape living in the last of several lies i'm hoping time will obey me trusting that you haven't found a man who makes you smile the way i can time is exactly what i'm fighting now and dreams fill my mind with the worst imaginable sounds darling, i can barely feel my face thinking about the way you taste sneaking glances through my telescope across the sea, into your soul and i'll convince the captain that the compass is wrong 40 degrees to starboard, and i won't be long probably i'll get us in the stocks but don't you cry. look what i've got a shiny golden key between my teeth i hid it when they captured me when we get out we'll dance around the trees in that dry field behind your house and they will know no other love as pure when they see ours, yeah mine and yours you are just exactly what this drowning's for you are just exactly what this life is for
4.
The Old Tree 05:13
i hate, love you with your long, silly arms waving under the pressure growing longer each week, and stronger each time we speak you've got some nerve to grow and let me chew on roots in the back while you sleep while i'm lost in the memories of clicking and whirs i get tired of begging for scraps from your burrs i hate, love you with your cross-legged arms weeping onto my shoulder weighing me down, pulling me underground wasn't it sad? wasn't it strange? the words that you wanted to come out that day you kept up for years, encased in your lungs and coughed them out too late and smothered by love i never forgot, but i see our rot. so wasn't it strange? and weren't you cold? were we so innocent? were my insides so wrong? did i hold some kind of truth in my motives at all? so attached to our loves, but at much greater costs. wasn't it strange? and weren't you cold?
5.
Gleaning 04:34
sitting by the waterside, i have never felt so far from you my grip on your hand's looser now. my mind wanders, searching out the truth in you. in me. in us and when you died, i found a home with Uredatsa, lost in grief, alone looking for a scent of you when he'd tear your clothes out on the loom squeezing all your little things and screaming when you weren't summoned too i just looked with pitied eyes, because i loved him more than i loved you. i can glean for yours, now that my hands are calloused, my pockets torn i'll hide in the barley barn and sleep with the pigs. they keep me warm. they are my friends i'm too scared to mention what i feel for someone else, and not for you maybe it's my broken head, or maybe it's the flower of my youth i'm sure. i'm not sure anymore i denied the quarter moon, ashamed he started turning his back soon he climbed to the other side like you did the night before you died you lied, you lied. you broken branch. you never get another chance to live you died, you died with steady hands, and then i shook until your legs were stiff you false, you false confessor. i smell wine, and i smell poison in your skin i swear, i swear today that i will kill her. i will kill her with my hands because i want her to live, want her to die
6.
i wish i was a spider, so i could see eight of you and none of them would be asking "what is wrong?" i wish i was your lipstick, so every time you put me on i'd think i was the one making you smile but it's not like that. i can't hold you or touch you but it's not so bad anymore i guess i never really wanted (to go home without you) you were always the one with your feet placed firmly on the ground and we cannot see how the way they told us will ever let us out i wish i was an elephant, so i could just walk around and everyone would get out of my way i wish i was an earthquake, so i could open up my mouth and swallow everyone i wanted dead
7.
i have got some questions and i know you've got some answers for me i have seen your eyes; they dance all over mine and it's funny, i like it you're beautiful and crazy but i can't keep steady drifting in this boat with you it's hull is full and lazy and i'm already clinging to a float and it ends soon dress warm chase and restore the store a long way in the distance the callous fiends who robbed our sinking ship called out they said, "you men have a worn sense of listening and biting your own lip" so now finally dear, you can say "i have the best friends in the world" finally dear, you can live without that constant nagging cold let's get this straight if both of us had loved a little more then out at sea the storms and monsters would've made us sure for shore i have got some questions and i know you've got some answers for me i can see your eyes they're saddened from the brine and yeah, it burns i know
8.
the people here have got the wrong words about me but they carry them all the same it’s strange how a simple crow's foot can make your whole face change who are you looking for? who? i haven't slept since Tuesday. it’s not like me. it hurts you’re sending all your ghosts to tear out our canteens and coats i think i dug my hole enough to hide what you seek i haven't lied at all in two whole weeks who are you looking for? the medicus says i have 6 months at best i thought it wise to write you and put our demons to rest we both were wrong, but you more, so i just want to forget forgive, and lie down quiet without your voices in my head who are you looking for? who? you can't follow the shepherd unless you've got legs to stand you can't answer the questions unless you know the one who asks you can't hide in a mask if you put it on while they were here you can't kill your demon if you've welcomed his brothers in
9.
Daydreamer 04:18
if i could see the way, see the way you move i'd take control of you and i'd whisper in your ear, it's for the best so let your tired head rest because it is scarred, the stained glass, oh what we had we were warm, the fire burned strong just not for long this is not the end. this is the start of something beautiful it's not where we've been. it's where we are i know you feel it too i am tired, tired of taking it from you but i'll keep trying, until you feel better, like new i still hope, hope to see you there, because i still care and i still hope, hope i make it too, hope that i get through this is not the end. this is the start of something beautiful it's not where we've been. it's where we are i know you feel it too

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This is the story of a man, a deer, a kitsune and a fish. This is the first book in their adventures, as divided into nine chapters.

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released August 7, 2012

All songs produced, mixed, mastered, written, and performed by Jeremy LaBove

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