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Murky EP

by Samuel Idwal

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Richard Harrison (@mr_spoon) An intelligent collection of story songs about Frankenstein and ancient history. Wonderful. Favorite track: We Curious Devils.
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1.
I don’t have faith in science And things I don’t understand I know that their tricks Are borne of magicks Most devious and Unplanned Lightning bolt in a glass jar Trapped and coerced from the storm You’d burn future diamonds Then moan you can’t find them Our future was made not born Stick a needle in your wrist; see if it makes you itch Push your finger in the plug and mess with the switch. Stick a needle in your arm, document the harm Its causing you and debate whether its time to raise the alarm. When Victor assembled his monster He knew not to give him a name If She ever caught me Acting discourtly At least I’d confess to my shame What is this new devilry Beneath Ned’s sturdy eye Under smokey skies It were never alive Let’s find out if metal can die Feline fatality's rising A grave only two feet deep But dig one for yourself You’ve mouldered our health The End will slay us all to End will slay us all to End will slay us all to sleep
2.
Cobbles 03:25
Overgrown with weeds, the path is cracked, broke and crumbling where it’s worn We’ve lived at different speeds; the die is cast, it spoke: mumbling its mealy scorn My father always told me you won’t achieve a thing by letting your chances go I’d rather you had sold me, you protested so boldy, we parted so coldy don’t you know... Years before I knew that we wouldn’t have to do that shameful thing I guess it wasn’t true but I couldn’t think of you equipped with spear or sling The river flowing through us hides its shady banks beneath her outstretched arms Choked with sunken treasure to rescue at our pleasure, we turned our favourite leisure into harm... And I’m running through the streets On cobbles made of quicksand To climb the steps that lead up to your door. Fleeing from the gloomy weather Born of thunder, born of heaven; Its your smile I need to see once more... Adrift upon an ocean with no navigating skill Its a voyage with one outcome, if it ends Though my own hull’s sealed with pitch, the tar never seems to stick On you, your cannon wounds I cannot mend I’m the captain of this vessel - I need to scale the rigging - But can I climb that high? Though I’m elegantly dressed, you don’t seem all that impressed, are we trying for the best, you and I? I'm lost at sea, I've gone and sailed off the map But I can change my course, I can change my tack, I can make it back Its open to debate whether we can make this work But at least we might end this hurt I’m running through the streets On cobbles made of quicksand To climb the steps that lead up to your door. I don't know what to say Or where I ought begin But I kinda need you to let me in.
3.
When I opened up your letter And I read the contents therewith I threw it down and trembled I would not understand it Its scrawlings were not comprehended I burnt the paper and the seal And scattered the ashes I had a dream that evening As I lay in a cold bed Of myself in a forest Between dark, withered trees and dead logs the second me stands He turns round and he's holding his teeth in his hands I dreamed the same the next night Of my double trapped deep in the woods Trudging a winding track Its twilight beneath the branches The sunlight got stolen and filthy There's nothing there to guide you out or back to safety Still he clutches each tooth tight Coloured a dirty, grimy off-white, Jagged and sharp as a knife, Flecked with red at the roots and the crown Stripped of his power to clamp down On anything that would strike him, this man has lost his bite I want to be up to my neck in cold water Or leaping across an expanse With no clue as to whether I'll make it Like the poor fools who wandered before him Their bones never found or awakened Its a black cloud and I can't shake it I dreamed a new dream last night You found me in the dark woods And fashioned me new teeth Incisors smelted from iron Four canines honed to a point Molars of carved ivory plated with silver To insert them caused me great pain But my life I now could sustain You led me out and we fled far away and we never came back to the forest
4.
Old Man 03:34
Old man, I don’t want to be you Out of place and out of time, out of my mind Out of my era. Will I live in fear Of the end when I’ve lost all my friends? Hold close your bones and breath Before my life blinks out I’m due a date with Death Widow, watching the grass grow On the ground again where he lives now. Crying alone, unknown, In a home too big for one now I’m buried and gone Cage of ribs! Defend my heart! I’ll grip my luggage tightly as we step into the dark Cage of ribs! Defend my heart! I’ll grip my luggage tightly if strength remains Father, so set in your ways, Do you notice the days Disobey you, the way we did when we were just Little children? Make certain you recall it well, Time strips us of even that skill. Bury an acorn in my grave So I can rise again some day Sow my earth with dandelion seeds (I’ll tell the time again through the medium of weeds) And when Death comes to call Against whom no mortal portal is sealed or barred I shan’t answer but spend the time making sure I’ve steeled my heart (you stealed my heart long ago) And if my nerve will hold I'll laugh in his skull - What’s the worst death can do when its really not his fault?
5.
A galleon in full sail swept out the glassy, handsome bay As he watched from his spot on the cliff top, he dreamt he saw her wave “Goodbye, my love!” she’d said, “you know I’m bound for Kathmandu”. “I’ll wait right here” he replied, “even if it takes a year or two.” The sunset took place in shades of bloody red and a thunderous, ominous grey And the wind picked up and howled, and it began to rain (the grim evening scene reflected his heart) As he watched the horizon and waited alone in the dark... Seasons passed and melded with months to form a blurry haze. He didn't move for care or shelter, just kept his gaze Fixed on the line where the earth and sky appear to melt. So seasons passed and life went on but by him it wasn’t felt. Three years to the day she went away she came back, Dashed to the spot on the top of the cliff where they’d always met. But her lover was absent the scene, instead she found A pile of bones picked clean by carrion and scattered on the ground A single tear she bore and it was followed by a thousand more: They fell on the ribs, bleached white in the sun, and a miracle begun With an unearthly groan a life possessed the bones, tarsals and vertebrae slot into their homes; The skull clicked in place, ribs realigned, a spiderweb of veins and nerves entwined; On shaking tibia the skeleton rose, creaking as organs recomposed; Lungs puffed again, hair grew from the crown, in sinews and tendons the limbs were rebound. Skin stretched again across his frame, once more the man she loved he became With lips newly formed he spoke her name; and his eyes were as fire as his soul was remade... “I knew you’d always come back” he said with a knowing smile, “I heard you tell me so across a thousand miles” “I was always coming back” she said and held his hand; “now you’ve pulled yourself together, and we're reunited, we can start to live again”.

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released June 13, 2012

With huge thanks to: Rich & Neil Combstock of Rocking Horse; to Joel Cockcroft & Tim Barrow for lending their considerable musical abilities; to you for downloading this EP.

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Samuel Idwal Leicester, UK

London based singer-songwriter with new EP 'Brightbark' out now. Contact: samuelidwal@gmail.com

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