Iron & Wine

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Carousel"

"Carousel"

Almost home
When I missed the bottom stair
You were braiding your gray hair
It had grown so long
Since I'd been gone
And the perfect girls
By the pool, they would protest
The cross around their necks
But our sons were overseas
And we all know about the hive and the honey bees
Almost home
With an olive branch and a dove
You were beating on a Persian rug
With your bible and your wedding band
Both hidden on a TV stand
And the cruel wind blew
Every city father fell
Off the county carousel
While the dogs were eating snow
All our sons had sunk in a trunk of Noah's clothes
Almost home
We got lost on our new street
While your grieving girls all died in their sleep
So the dogs all went unfed
A great dream of bones all piled on the bed
And the cops couldn't care
When that crackhead built a boat
And said, "Please, before I go
May our only honored bone
Be the kinship of the kids and the riot squad"

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Carried Home"

"Carried Home"

The kettle burned because I left it too long
When we were kissing with the radio on
The cat was choking on a rattlesnake bone
The town had gathered around the soldier boy
Carried home

The sick kids ate a bowl of red clay
And every summer there was imminent rain
The late judge teetered in a jon boat
The town had gathered around the soldier boy
Carried home

The broken window and the pretty blue sky
And cold water for my swollen black eye
We shook some money from your mother's old clothes
When all had gathered around the soldier boy
Carried home

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Caught In The Briars"

"Caught In The Briars"

The back alley's full of rain and everything's shining
As holy as she can be, the trick’s in the timing
Free as the morning birds, fragile as china
She’s stuck in the weakest heart of South Carolina

Where all of the naked boys who lay down beside her
Sing her the saddest song, all caught in the briars

I never meant to fall so hard in her doorway
All of the sinners here have crosses for Sunday
Kissed at the county fair, frisked in the city
Where proof is an answered prayer but ain’t it a pity

That all of the naked boys who lay down beside her
Sing her the saddest song, all caught in the briars

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Chalk It Up To Chi"
(with Jesca Hoop)

"Chalk It Up To Chi"
(with Jesca Hoop)

I am on a train
You on the road
Eat until the trek
Feeling out communication
I am on the rail
You weren't kneeling still
Eat until the rail for a whale call
Elemental communication

You're a sorry black boot, I'm a shiny marble

I am open stone
You are mossy green
I could be your home but you're gone and overgrown it
I could be your home
You won't keep it clean
Greedy as the grain in a rainfall
Elemental communication

I'm a sorry black boot, you're a shiny marble
I'm a shiny marble, you're a sorry black boot
You lost your marble in your sorry black boot
You shine 'em up you'll get your swagger shining black
You shine 'em up you'll get your shiny marble back

Couldn't we just agree
Chalk it up to chi
Sing along the roots and I'll sing along the leaf tops
I could be your home
Fuck with you for fun
Help until it hurts with a friend first
Elemental communication

I'm a shiny marble, you're a sorry black boot
You lost your marble in your sorry black boot
You shine 'em up you'll get your swagger shining black
You shine 'em up you'll get your shiny marble back

I'm a shiny marble, you're a sorry black boot
You lost your marble in your sorry black boot
You shine 'em up you'll get your swagger shining black
You shine 'em up you'll get your shiny marble back

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Cinder And Smoke"

"Cinder And Smoke"

Give me your hand
The dog in the garden row is covered in mud
And dragging your mother's clothes
Cinder and smoke
The snake in the basement
Found the juniper shade
The farmhouse is burning down
Give me your hand
And take what you will tonight, I'll give it as fast
And high as the flame will rise
Cinder and smoke
Some whispers around the trees
The juniper bends
As if you were listening
Give me your hand
Your mother is drunk as all the firemen shake
A photo from father's arms
Cinder and smoke
You'll ask me to pray for rain
With ash in your mouth
You'll ask it to burn again

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Claim Your Ghost"

"Claim Your Ghost"

Our winter keeps running us down
We wake up with love hanging on
Killers let go, killers let go
Some kids get handful of rain
Our hope is the desperate die wise
Killers let go, killers let go
Morning falls from a tree and asks for a name
Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is
The garden grows into our street
We're holding the blossoms up high
Killers let go, killers let go
Claim your ghost, know the wine for what it is
There's light holding onto the ground
Our music is clumsy and free
Killers let go, killers let go
Killers let go, our killers let go
Our killers let go, killers let go
Our killers let go, killers let go

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Communion Cups & Someone's Coat"

"Communion Cups & Someone's Coat"

Talk of yesterday and she will show her
brothers photographed in kalised clothes.
Say tomorrow and she 'll say come find me, on a beach and there will be no moon.

But say today and she will kiss your face and maybe forgive.

Talk of yesterday like bargain shoestring, she will kick the car and find her friends.
Say tomorrow and she'll describe some old communion cups and someones coat.

But say today and she may look your way and lead you home.

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Coyote, My Little Brother"
(originally by Peter La Farge)

"Coyote, My Little Brother"
(originally by Peter La Farge)

Coyot', Coyotee-ee-ee!
What have they done?
My brother, where
brother, where
where do you run?

They strychinined the mountains,
they strychinined the plains
brother, the coyote,
won't come back again,
won't come back again.

When you hear him singing,
the few that are left,
He's warning the human race
of his death, of his death.

Don't poison the mesas,
don't poison the sky,
Or you won't be back;
little brother,
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.

There will be no one to listen,
and no one to sing,
And never ever be...
be spring...

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Dead Man's Will"

"Dead Man's Will"

Give this stone to my brother
Because we found it playing in the barnyard
Many years ago
Give this bone to my father
He'll remember hunting in the hills
When I was ten years old
May my love reach you all
I lost it in myself and buried too long
Now that I come to fall
Please say it's not too late
Now that I'm dead and gone
Give this string to my mother
It pulled the baby teeth
She keeps inside the drawer
Give this ring to my lover
I was scared and stupid not to ask
For her hand long before
May my love reach you all
I lost it in myself and buried too long
Now that I come to fall
Please say it's not too late
Now that I'm dead and gone

fox69 · 13.01.2018

"Dearest Forsaken"

"Dearest Forsaken"

To my dearest forsaken
Who the earth now has taken
Empty, the bottle drains no more
It is true that I loved you
Despite the harm that I own you
Wash out the river has you boy
Here on the eve of too long
Where you'll think I've done wrong
Waking in fear of you no more
I'll put my trust in the savior
Fielding forces of nature
Strength of the stump I tied you boy
To my dearest forsaken
Dearest vow I have broken
Afraid of your angry hands no more
I'll put my trust in the savior
River may help me later
Sleeping my lost love for you boy