I pretty li'l ditty about jelly, pirates, and (of course) true love. still getting my bearings as far as recording in my new apartment. two guits and a glockenspiel for the win?
words:
he sun sank heavy in the west. we shuffled off our sunday best
and spread our smiles on from ear to ear
then every hour became, to me, a gem of worth and rarity
to covet close so long as you are near
yeah right here
i want to be a perfect preservative
fill me up with sugar and salt
i'll hold everything I love while winter passes by
harmless and without revealing fault
so as not to let one ounce of sweetness be forgot
one day when I have time enough, i'm getting off at every stop
in every little town that boards a train
I'll make friends with the local kids. they'll show me where the treasure's hid:
those sacred spots that no one yet has named
still unclaimed
i want to be a pirate cartographer
seawater and ink inside my veins
to conceal in coded calligraphy
that place where we buried our hearts
so we can dig'em up again
some fine day when it is safe to carry them in our chests
I like how slurry and beaten-down the vocals are.
Man, the more I listen to it, the more I like those vocals. This is really cool.
posted by Karlos the Jackal at 3:23 AM on March 20