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The Graveyard Near The House

Two days ago I discovered the new album All At Once by The Airborne Toxic Event via Grooveshark. The song “The Graveyard Near The House” started to play and it immediately grabbed my heart. Bought the album (mp3 download version) for $5 on Amazon. There are a lot of great songs on this album, but this one is my favorite. I love the subtle morbidity accenting the incredible depth of love and the raw honesty applied to the characters in the story. This video is a live recording and not the polished album version — the underlying rainfall aptly becomes an instrument. The vocals, violin, upright bass, simple percussions and even simpler keys melt perfectly. Enjoy!

The Graveyard Near The House

And the lyrcs…

The other day, when we were walking by the graveyard near the house, you asked me if you thought we would ever die. And if life and love both fade predictably we’ve made ourselves a kind of predictable life.

And so I pictured us like corpses, lying side by side in pieces, in a dark and lonely plot under a bough. We looked so silly there, all decomposed, half turned to dust, in tattered clothes, but we probably look just as silly now.

Bye bye bye bye, bye bye to all this dogged innocence. I can’t pretend that I can tell you what is going to happen next, or how to be. But you have no idea ’bout me, do you?

And it left me to wonder if people ever know each other or just stumble around like strangers in the dark. ‘Cause sometimes you seem so strange to me, I must seem strange to you. We’re like two actors playing two parts. Did you memorize your lines? ‘Cause I did. And this part where I get so mad, I tell you I can’t forget the past. You get so quiet now, and you seem, somehow, like a lost and lonely child. And you just hope that the moment won’t last.

Bye bye bye bye, bye bye to all this dogged innocence. I can’t pretend that I can tell you what is going to happen next, or how to be. But you have no idea ’bout me. You have no idea ’bout me, do you?

So there’s always a way around. There’s something tying our feet to the ground. A moment passed, we hate how it sounds.

And it seems a little less profound. Like we’re all going the same way down. Yeah we’re all going the same way down. I’m just trying to write it all down.

‘Cause I write songs, and you write letters. We are tied like two, in tethers. And we talk and read, and laugh and sleep, at night in bed, together. And you wake in tears sometimes, I can see the thoughts flash across your eyes. They say “Darling, will you be kind? Will you be a good man, and stay behind if I get old?”

And then the letters all pass through my head, with the words that I was told. About the fading flesh of life and love, the failures of the bold. I can list each crippling fear like I’m reading from a will.

(Listen to the violin doubling the vocals with this next verse. It kills me.)
And I’ll defy everyone and love you still. I will carry you with me up every hill. If you die before I die, I’ll carve your name out of the sky. I’ll fall asleep with your memory and dream of where you lie.

It maybe better to move on, and to let life just carry on. I may be wrong.

But still, I’ll try.

‘Cause it’s better to love whether you win or lose or die. Yeah, It’s better to love whether you win or lose or die. It’s better to love, and I will love you ’til I die.

Lyrics by The Airborne Toxic Event

With You

One day, about a thousand years ago, this song found me… dying, drifting away from my own life, family, love, passions and feelings one line of code at a time for way too much time floating like a ghost between work and home and back again. There’s so much in these lyrics for me about God and myself and Jen that sometimes I can’t decipher which part applies to who. Today is one of those times.

Somewhere, somehow, sometime ago
Back when the field was filled with snow
I hardly knew what I had to say
I hardly knew what I had…

I was with you when you were down, down, down… see you again
I was there, I heard you say, “Hey, hey, hey… Wish you were here.”

Sleep in, sleep well, sleep best alone
Don’t cry your eyes are made of stone
I hardly cared when you left me there
I almost left…

Deep down, wish you were here.

Listen to this song…

Words and music by: The Stars of Track and Field

Dear Copeland, How Did You Know?

Funny. I’ve had this song for years and it took a friend sharing it with me the other day for me to realize that. This song would have meant nothing to me no less than six months ago. Now, it is as the French say, à propos.

Sleep now moon
I’ll watch over her while the sun is up
And you’ll have her eyes again soon

It’s a glorious day
And my lonely heart is tired again
And I am starved for her attention

That’s when [she] sparks a light in my eye

Sleep now sweet princess
I’ll cheer for you silently and carefully not to disturb
I’ll be ready on that evening
When you’re starved for my attention

You’ll say, “Wake now, Prince
There’s a brilliant sky above
And a jealous moon in love
And they’re starved for our attention