Knew Myths
by Old New England Weather
-
Digital Album
Immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Free Download
1. |
Hot Water Heater
04:03
|
|||
|
| ||||
2. |
Poet Country
05:52
|
|||
|
| ||||
3. |
Higher Power
05:14
|
|||
|
| ||||
4. |
Gamma Ray Burst
00:51
|
|||
|
| ||||
5. |
WWGD
07:29
|
|||
|
| ||||
6. |
wgwd
01:56
|
|||
7. |
An Apple Tree
02:39
|
|||
|
| ||||
8. |
Gamma Ray 3
01:09
|
|||
9. |
See Saw
05:48
|
|||
|
| ||||
about
2011
credits
released 01 August 2011
tags
license
all rights reserved
feeds
feeds for about
"Whatever...Old New England Weather's story is, it is certain Knew Myths is a prodigious introduction..." - Performer Magazine
contact / help
For help with downloads, click here.
For all other inquiries, click here.
- Track Name: Hot Water Heater
-
Rip a piece of bark off a hollow log
make a daydream list of all of your wants
like a hot water heater
the size of the moon
n if i get that i'll want somethin else soon
I'm a cravin man n i want some pie
n then a piece of sand paper and a bottle of lye
my eyes are in pain can you replace a vein?
doctor's got it on ice on an overnight plane
A crossroad after a crossroad is a grid its a city
the tide goes out and the tide come in
n when the tide goes out the city stays where it is
the grindstone rolls its as wide as the street
n the decisions that it forces you to make
are brutal and barbaric
in the wake of its roll
are the neighborhoods, we get out our cameras
n record it and remember it forever
the story of a baby
floatin away to safety
and of an old man redeeming himself
are useless old yarns - Track Name: Poet Country
-
I been told
n now I know
the streets of paranoia are paved with mold
you can't help but look over your shoulder
at the whispering pedestrians
your woman says you are delusional
its true i don't know what to do with ya
I been told
and I think its true
a poet is someone who
feels the weight of the world, ooh
writin's something that they don't need to do
seems that every day i see another poet
walkin down the street
we live in a
poet country
Welcomin eyes
dartin around
gimme a hug so i can pat you down
i feel for you oh how i feel for you
i feel a little weird around you
i wonder why from afar
up close i wonder who you are
I been told
and I think its true
a poet is someone who
feels the weight of the world, ooh
writin's something that they don't need to do
seems that every day i see another poet
walkin down the street
we live in a
poet country - Track Name: Higher Power
-
Figure out the path
figure out the map
figure out the mapmaker
figure it out
my money's made of hair
it falls out n my baby don't care
doin drugs in a dark room
is like prayin under a new moon
you won't know when to stop
until you are told by a higher power
get some sleep but don't sleep to late
that's when your dreams begin to ache
n even if you don't remember them
you get that feeling
you won't know if you're right or wrong
unless you are told by a higher power - Track Name: Gamma Ray Burst
- How can I tell you nothing at all?
- Track Name: WWGD
-
He wants to be a Ralph Steadman mess
and that's ok i guess
but i got not respect for the bee sting tongue
lizard lunging routine ya did
Keep your hands off a blue stocking woman
n baby keep your blue streak at home with me
WWJD don't mean nothin to me
i wanna know what Grammy would do - Track Name: An Apple Tree
-
When a predator and its prey fall in love the predator may
become the prey; an uneasy truce is made
The soothsayer knows the inevitability
of an uneasy truce between you and me
He says we will be together forever
I ask him well what does he see
an etching of an apple tree
I ask him well what does that mean
He says I don't know but I got a good feeling - Track Name: See Saw
-
The lure of vice and sloth is strong for the indulger
there's a cave with a couch
from afar you see the flickering fire
and old chance has played a trick
your internet is connected
to the root of that old sumac tree
Ya got an opportunity
to go to the river bend
stay there a long long time
watching the erosion
sand and water turn into an alluvial fan
and you realize you're in asphodel meadows
and the gold is stone
The tree pre-dates the moss covered cables
and the caveman drawings
its seed was planted by a man
who helped build an atm machine
he had cravings vague ideas
about philosopher kings that never came to be
i don't care about your profit machine
can i keep my creature comforts with the barter system?
