.​.​.​and farther away

by isle of pine

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All songs recorded between 11:00 and 18:00 on February 26th, 2012 with a Tascam 4-Track, Mom's Guitar, and that microphone we found.

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released 26 February 2012

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Track Name: Coat of Arms (Farther Away)
here, with a little coat of arms
and a broken heart

said dear, won’t you tell me about your fears
said they’ve run wild
gone too far
and I don’t know where to start

instead, I built up a veneer
to keep it dark
yeah so dark
so you won’t see my shadow

but, if there’s anyone
you’re the one
yeah you're the one
just don’t know where to start
Track Name: 1 (Maine)
where did the time go?
and where did my mind go?
and what was it that your mother said?

when we wrote a letter
to your sister in Maine
sent her canadian cigarettes

said, send us warm weather
and tear up our letter
'cause you have what we can't
what we cannot

bear to remember
that night in december
when your mother sent you out
in the rain

well distance my darling
a distance menagerie
where we keep our mutual fears

about love and forgetting
and time thats unending
that life's just a circle
that bears no repeating
Track Name: 2 (Wasn't There)
I went looking for some innocence
but oh, oh, oh, it wasn't there
thought it might be in north dakota
so oh, oh, oh, I went there

but oh, it wasn't there
oh, oh, oh it wasn't there

thought it might be in new mexico
so oh, oh, oh, I went there

but I think I found more solace
in a single strand of hair
than oh, oh, oh, I found there

and I think I got wisdom
from a stranger in a bar
than any book or talisman
that said oh, you've gone too far
Track Name: 3 (Saints)
we named your limbs after saints
and the thursday after each time you die
will be a holiday

your ex-lovers
they bring us fruit
and with defeat
say, have something good to eat

we named your limbs after saints
and the thursday after each time you die
a feast will be held

and in the corner
there sits a man
he takes the knife
he carves the bird
he drives it in again
and never sits down again

we named your limbs after saints
looks like you're poised to to save face, after all
Track Name: 4 Again (Whistle Version w/ Nancy Graves)
I think i fell in love with the pouring rain
or at least the idea I'd see you again

and to think I came to rely on those notes you wrote
handed down to me like a length of rope

(whistle here)

I think I fell in love with the pouring rain

let me just ask my questions again
like would it have made any difference
if I could have held you again?
(again, again, again)

cause life just boils down to
how much of what we see is through a window pane

(whistle, again)

and if i could only stop and take
a breath to count the ways

the way you couldn't whistle
brightened up my day
Track Name: 5 (Lexington)
I can hardly bring a more vivid image to mind
than that of you and I standing at the shore of some New Jersey beach watching the steam rise from the tunnels of the PATH trains and fight its way up against the first snowfall of the year, and in this memory you raise your hand and pinch what you can see of the city skyline between your outstretched thumb and my eye and after a time I brush a long strand of hair from your eyes and you say without sorrow,

I am a flat line.


and at a diner on Lexington, I was given a new nature of existence in the quivering hand that bore the check
to our empty table.

a week later, I fell asleep in the train station I felt the light leaving the room in the wake of the train and thought or spoke or wrote, if I am cold then let me breathe fire, for I have spent too much time worrying about the wasting of days

and as I thought of this I found written in the daily paper the knowledge that the fleeting is only precious if we see it as such
Track Name: 6 (Coat of Arms, Close)
here, with a little coat of arms
and a broken heart

said dear, won’t you tell me about your fears
said they’ve run wild
gone too far
and I don’t know where to start

instead, I built up a veneer
to keep it dark
yeah so dark
so you won’t see my shadow

but, if there’s anyone
you’re the one
yeah you're the one
just don’t know where to start
Track Name: 7 Meaningless Words (Doing/Undoing)
(Meaningless Words)
I think we've lost our faith in days