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Come Down Pilgrim

by peachpit

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Subpar Co-star Love this album. One of my favorite artists out of Boston and this record does not disappoint. A mixture of beautiful compositions and white washes of noise crashing into each other to create a fantastically dynamic album. Not too mention, a great lyricist with strong harmonies to round out this album. Favorite track: Daydream Disbeliever.
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1.
Dear Lord 02:05
Lord, let me be Help me see the man in me Keep my wife Keep my child in your company Please, take your time Make it rain Let it shine Let it come Let it go with all creation Oh, Lord I am helpless I am beaten I am tired And Lord I am speechless But I pray to you in quiet Oh, Lord I ain't perfect But I know my heart is good And Lord I am wordless But I know I'm understood
2.
Lucky Mirror 03:39
Gonna buy myself a lucky mirror today Got my fingers crossed On a pocketful of change Gonna ride downtown Wait up for the man in boots Gonna hang myself Up on a dream or two Speed on through the afternoon Going to the teller Gonna get my fortune weighed Gonna write my folks a letter Tell 'em Jesus called my name Gonna find myself a pretty garden In the sun Gonna lay right down Turn a page or two Let the insects have their fun Have their fun Have some fun Have their fun Fun
3.
What a golden day To waste away Trying to feed my mouth Some words to say But every time I move my lips I only hear some Stranger’s voice I try to sound out something straight But all I ever hear is noise There’s only nothing in between us It’s vast enough To blank you out There’s nothing that’ll come between us But checking out Such a splendid time To waste inside Trying to paste some thoughts Inside my mind Jesus’ creatures Crowd my picture frame In galavanting hordes I try to please them But i swear they’ll only Nail me to the floor There ain’t no heaven down beneath us There ain’t no hell sweeter than now It’s getting harder hard-believin’ Just checking out
4.
It's beating every morning It's a beat down breaking day And all creations' glory Just sucks my air away And visions, yeah, I see them And I feel their eyes on me Some voices call you crazy When the animals reign free Some skin is made for changing My kind will do just fine When judgment day comes raining Be no stutter on my line And all your being With its beauty and it's crimes All alone dreaming Getting wise on wasting Time I'm spitting human nature Conditions so divine And when creation's shaking Will you cash in for the ride? But ghosts aren't always holy When I feel their hands in mine Whose blood will you be drinking When yr. sipping on the vine? Some fools are born for praising My fool's the loving kind No book bound for explaining All the visions in my mind One hundred million sunbeams Burn inside of you Such precious flowers Will be rescued from this view I'm born for being With my glory and my trial I'll do my serving In a serviceable Time
5.
Isadoria 02:08
And she dreams In mercurial slang Trying to speed Her light ray through The aperture Rides a page In bullet trains Isadoria Of the Isle What’s left of the child What lies for the heroine Asleep in the well? And she dreams Of bitter things like dying She believes In better things than dying All the stones Bound to her feet Would not capture her And the well All black with ink weeps for Isadoria In the beams She burns crystalline The heat of her vision Covering me
6.
Sunday to Monday Sleep on the phone Midnight’s a gas Light a fire for the cold Pillows feel nice But the candlelight's glib Lets monologue How to be saved again Monday to Tuesday And back round again Safety’s a prison A lock and a pen Writing feels right But to no one seems droll I'll tell you all about it If you return my calls Wednesday to Friday I’m skipping again The record seems broken But it’s nobody’s win Dangers are quiet And much stranger and quaint At the end of all time When you’re no one to save
7.
Modlife 05:03
Everything’s the rage In the modern age Everyone gets born A star Every dream is real Anyone can feel Painless and sublime And right But if you want to die You can try and try But there is no end To the modern life All the animals Copulate in droves There’s no hungry mouths To feed There’s no poverty All the money’s free And the fortune never Spends dry But if you want a ride To the other side You’ll just wait and wait In this modern 6 - 7 - All good children go to Heaven You may as well Join the party now There’s no room to escape it Anyhow Make some friends Come in, settle down Have a drink Life is good and swell Life’s a gas, life goes on and on Oh, well No more loneliness Heartbreak or regret Everyone has love To waste away
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released September 26, 2014

recorded by peachpit and alex miller

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