Wild Dogs

by Wandering Lake

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1.
02:51 video
Destiny is cheap How did you find yourself here As if it always were waiting around for you I can believe in chance But how could there be a plan How could you understand misfortune Hear them crying today Now there are some more fortunate ones Somehow meant to pass through While all around heads hanging down Foundations for pretty houses with a view Destiny is cheap I'd prefer then to sleep So endlessly I'd dream that in some life I was free Rather than toiled away
2.
Moonlight, evening's finite She smiles 'cause it's all right Even the past 'Neath the blush gloam, lying by the seafoam Trust only what is unknown, all else is simply tragic Waiting always for creases to unfold Twice light, plum dark in the wide night She turns toward a soft sight And is undone Day break, smiling for some sake Her hands gently awake, she folds them like a flower Made of paper, her creases all unfold Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again? Hey do you wanna start again
3.
06:07
Old dalliances were plenty Like a slip of the ear She's drinking up nepenthe To blur the visions too clear She says "I was only drifting" "A part of me is still Odd as old and shifting as a single falling quill" I refuse this My bitter pith Mercury's in the water Alas, in retrograde We humble human fodder Sipping lemonade She says "what's the worst can happen Apart from all of this?" "Now solitude's in fashion Let me romanticize the myth!" I refuse this My bitter pith
4.
06:57
Here I am, there I go Can feel your heart turn in slow Turn in slow to leave the room As long as you turn the light Sun scales through the leaves all sift Golden ages aren't myths Aren't myths simple shells? As long as we sleep at night Watch the pond, drake's head green Familiar sun off the dabbler's sheen The dabbler's sheen, a quiet glare As long as I'm here I'm fine Run my hands through amaranth Praise the wounds of hyacinth, O Hyacinth, Zephyr's sorry love, As long as he's wind you'll fly Chrysanthemums, purple youth, Now autumn's come, tell me what to do O what to do while you're pretty still? As long as life is, is prime As long as life is, is prime
5.
Standin' on the corner Feeling kinda lifted O its been so long He's bummin' a cigarette He asks "Have we met In another form?" "Does it come to you clearly? In the grove you were near me You had my favorite flower" "Come close and remember Our shape made together Climb on up the tower" In faces I've never seen Coy traces of memory Through eyes come widening dreams Fossiled lines torn pages leave Gone when you need it That's the design of the spirit I don't recall your flower There's no stairwell up the tower up the tower up the tower up the tower
6.
04:48
Some day I'll remember your face in a crowd I can't say why but it seems like a past life or a dream I knew you, endlessly knew who you'd be Until you're mine, I'll wake up each morning trying to smile For I have such sadness within me For I know not what will be I am searching, endlessly searching for thee O where are you tonight? Somewhere off dreaming Each day more blue My eyes, they begin weeping The warmth of sun Grows cold while you are sleeping Alone, undone, My heart's ready for your keeping Some day, I'll remember your face in a crowd Some little day The sun is gonna shine Clear the clouds from the sky And true love will find a way Yes, some other day All the dark clouds will go away And true love will find a way And true love will find a way
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02:01
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"Then I will no longer / Find myself in life as in a strange garment Surprised at the earth And the love of one woman And the shamelessness of men As today writing after three days of rain Hearing the wren sing and the falling cease" -W.S. Merwin In the droughted days that follow When your question stalls the mind I'd cut the strings from the harpists device For a harp unstrung is but a frame for the thumb As it dances its cultural slide What's back there? What's hidden? What leavings might you give? A few flakes of gold fragments collected in the sieve All the 49ers still are all waiting at the mill Drinking 'neath the moonshine I take a terrifying step 'cross benevolent shade Without color or sound in any familiar way Noise has never been othered nor severed before As coil, either nylon nor gut In the droughted days that follow When your question stalls the mind I'd cut the strings from the harpists device For a harp unstrung is but a frame for the thumb "As it bows not knowing to what"
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04:12
When I go, when I go my way When I go, when I go my way Seems my feet never touch the ground It's either dust or disappointment where I'm found When I go, when I go my way When I go, when I go my way Seems my feet never touch the ground It's either dust or disappointment where I'm found Well I've crossed the Mississip I've crossed the Arkansas I've crossed the Hocking low I've crossed that peaceful Kaw Nothing changed, nothing changes ever Nothings gone, everything lingers A buckeye in your pocket, her old charm The glitter from a past life on your arm
10.
04:56
No one's waiting The one's you've hurt are long behind you now You recall a painting What's real was lost back then and won't be found Until the next time around He's out the window She's left the room you're talking needlessly The heart crescendoes One day for grief as if it's destiny Then have some dignity Come back with a softer kiss Shattered like a broken fist The womb was empty She wears no expression on her face I must have dreamt she said Sorrow is just water in the lake I had so many plans to make He's on the street there She's in the bath reading magazines Hearing feet on the stairs The radio plays something from the 70's Life feels so very plain to me Come back with a softer kiss Shattered like a broken fist Return with a gentler hand You will never understand
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credits

released June 8, 2020

all songs written by Brian Kupillas
produced, recorded, mixed & strings arranged by Conrad Burnham
mastered by Dylan Cameron
bass on Rebirth - Joel Paul
drums on Rebirth - Joe McDermott
drums on Rebirth recorded by Tyler Karmen at 64 sound
violin - Laena Geronimo
trombone, slide guitar, bass, keys - Conrad Burnham
guitar, percussion, vocals, keys - Brian Kupillas

cover art by Jessica Baranhuk

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