The Murky EP on a white disc, packaged in a handmade sleeve cut from cartridge paper, written and decorated by my hands before being tied up. Each sleeve bears a unique design and is numbered for posterity, making each EP individual.
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Joel Cockcroft (percussion). Keen eared purveyors will no doubt pick up on the somewhat 'fluid' nature of the track's tempo: we recorded the guitar and vocals in a live take then forced Joel to try and fit some sense of timing on top of it. He managed it.
lyrics
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.
credits
from Murky EP,
released June 13, 2012
Joel Cockcroft (percussion)
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