Knew Myths

by Old New England Weather

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released 01 August 2011

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"Whatever...Old New England Weather's story is, it is certain Knew Myths is a prodigious introduction..." - Performer Magazine

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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?