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A Simple Twinkling Melody

by Lone Valentine

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1.
Fall Apart 06:47
The sun has set and the house grown cold Ignored your own adage and left not a proverb untold Nouns sounding abstract from your mouth to my mind Fear of the unknown obscuring your cataract eyes All of the feet that once pattered and scampered to you Bounded and clacked off until they were clear out of view April Fool’s Day tricks Nearly forgotten like all of your old nervous ticks Repeating words three times giving out countless gifts Sunday-school teaching and hoping it’s not just a myth
 How could I soothe you when I’m not sure if there’s a God If you’ll be rewarded for faithfully falling apart All those who love you might like to forget you’re alive As your conscious decomposition set a fire in our hearts We watch our bodies fall apart The reverend has seen this before Heard the moans and the screams Well he’s seen the reaching before And he knows what it means When uncle Paul wore the barn rope round his neck Did you wonder if it mattered which way we went While on our way to bury him We drove on the sidewalks so you wouldn’t fall down Laughing, “no curb is too high for a rental” If karma is real, what don’t I know about you? Were skeletons resting near dresses and old pairs of shoes? With a husband who drank too much, so many sicknesses ravaging you And a sadness that poisoned you long ‘fore the ides of March took you We watch our bodies fall apart But it’s performance art how you fall apart With grace in your heart You fall apart You fall apart You fall apart For the grace in your heart, you fall apart With grace, with grace in your heart
2.
Been pacing brick paved alleyways to streetlight my pen on the page In search of hidden messages inside my mind's dark passages I’ve spent these waning days with Sophie stuck inside my head Steeping mint and minting sleep on documents in bed I woke up in a dream state with your record still playing An open book my pillow in the corner her ghost Pulsing to the harp she seems to have been conjured from She tells me of the in-between and all my words to come Love notes to the one who sang to me about Camus Calliope’s calligraphist or Joanna as some knew Did Sophie’s wrench come swinging through your lullabyllic tune? The answer to the question we all want the answer to We walk like weeping willows wading through some great divide Sophie and Joanna in a synapse near my grandma Where all are free to toy with me like children in the night Jarring teeth and breathing deep and on my mind’s veranda Was it Sophie or Jostein who brought grandma back to life? And are tiny hairs that stand on end a dream that came to light? Across one thousand miles of starry eyes all cast on you You staked a claim within me did you know what it would do? You exist in me but do I exist in you exist in me but do I exist in you exist in me but do I exist in you exist in me but do I exist in you exist in me but do I exist in you?
3.
With no schedules to keep Closet skeletons hang on key rings So let’s walk across the trees And believe in things unreal Our state today it seems Is a broken down machine Pessimistic and paralyzed and such So let’s throw our flags and not foul it up Check the struts pin the cowl clear the props and mind the owls Bring a lantern bring a jug bring a scarf bring just enough Pedal hard and pedal fast the lunar pull will never last If we should stall just keep it straight and pray the heat will elevate For where we’re bound we’ve left alone in favor of these great unknowns Gliding over cliffs and hills and fields and streams and homes and dreams Toward a sure and steady stop to all our fantasies and pop And logic likely dying too will hum a lullaby kazoo All the while we’re trimming treetops carving clouds and dodging raindrops Drinking whiskey at the helm all loop-de-loops and overwhelmed With all the things we’ve left to see while tethered to the certainty We never will But it’s okay to believe we’re happy in these trees Forgetting time while wondering what’s behind the sky and leaves For the wait ahead is a simple twinkling melody

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An expression of love, loss and our varying states of existence, in tribute to all those lost but not forgotten, and forever dedicated to Doris.

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released June 19, 2020

All songs written by Jedediah Olaus Taylor

Guitar, vocals, music box composition and operation, harmonica, harp, crystal bowl, extra percussion: Jed Taylor

Piano: Alan Bailey

Cello: Ethan Young

Drums: Adam Galek

Icicle Xylophone: Shayne Taylor

Sounds of nature recorded at Richard Young Forest Preserve

Engineered and mixed by Alby Odum

Produced by Alby Odum and Jed Taylor

Album art by ShayneArt (contact: Shayne.art.world@gmail.com)

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Lone Valentine Chicago, Illinois

Chicago native singer songwriter and member of Wild Earp and The Free For Alls.

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