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I don’t want to be, just another casualty
Like the modern world, overdosed on energy
So I refuse the enterprise
Full of promise and full of lies
And head for the hills
Time may heal but a schedule kills
A prayer without words
Slowing down until I’ve heard
What the earth might say
In a language older than the one today
Chorus
Oh I’m wasted, dried and skeletal
Culture is a cage and I’m just another animal
If all you see is light, your as blind as those that see none at all
When the light was lost, I was being asked to heed a deeper call
The western ways, put machinery in my heart
But what makes me love, was given to me in the dark
Repeat Chorus
The dulcet dusk is a lover that I rarely see
Blazing gold- until the blackness covers thee
Death will come- but first I want to say that I found love
Just as water springs- from a place if you dig enough
I was wasted- but alive I felt it all
Culture was a cage and I was just another animal
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Tin Crickets (demo)
04:43
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I refused to hear the spirits, so they cut my hearing in half
No I listen closer with the one ear I still have
I guess it does me good in this ugly duckling phase
Me so inchoate, trying to learn these new ways
The sun’s gone down, the fog has rolled in
Make me a smoke, make an offerin’
(chorus)
The tin crickets in my ear- have me listening from the inside
Listening for all that goes unheard
I squinted that ear, pointed it down towards the earth
Hoping for a story from my ancestors
For months I heard nothing- thought maybe I’d been misled
But I never stopped listening for the voices of the dead
And now the bay leaves are my blanket, the oak arch is my roof
I think I feel something, but I got no proof
(chorus)
The tin crickets in my ear- have me listening from the inside
Listening for all that goes unheard
We could never know- it would mean what it did
When we stayed up all night, around that fire pit
Talking about ghosts and giving them names
Like the names of our fathers and the ghosts of bad days
Somehow in the night, something was released
I’m stil angry but its softened by grief
(alt. Chorus)
The tin crickets in my ear- now sweetly sing my praise
Chirping in the night of my heart- that it won’t always be this way
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Good Dog (demo)
02:56
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I’m a good dog- she makes me a good dog.
And I can’t wait til she gets home
Yah I’m a good dog, and I listen well
When I see her face- I wag my tail
I’m a good dog. And I won’t run away.
I’m a good dog, I come when I’m called
I work hard and I won’t drop the ball
Because I’m a good dog, I bark at strangers
To let her know that I sense danger
I’m a good dog. And I won’t run away.
But in the summer nights I can smell the wolves
Remember from where I came
Just like them I may howl at the moon
But I know it’s not the same
Yah I know I’m not the same
Cause I won’t run away.
Cause I won’t run away.
Cause I won’t run away.
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The Snake (demo)
05:38
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From the mouth of a babe stuck the mouth of a snake
A song to the world that screams of all that’s at stake
Wounded little bird, this is your lot
To live your life having already been got
You can take the boy away from his mother
But the mother can’t be taken out of the other
It was always you and me, against my struggling heart
I pushed and I pulled but couldn’t tear us apart
Chorus
I can taste the chemicals
I can hear the scream
I can feel your worry
As it becomes my own
I can feel the sadness
That left us both alone.
Oh burrowed mother, you could only watch from the side
Immobilized by sorrow as I was eaten alive (but I’m still alive)
Oh feathered father, you provided for your son
But go on and grow old, for now he provides for one
And one day that blessed snake- that taught us to love
Will finally get it’s way and I’ll have to give it up
My body though poisoned will feed the cycle embedded
That none of us escape, to which all of us are embedded
I can taste the chemicals
I can hear the scream
I can feel your worry
As it becomes my own
I can feel the sadness
That left us both alone
Do I fight against this?
Or do I just let go?
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Bullfrog (demo)
04:15
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I finally found a way out
By pondering the bullfrog
Who’s pondering his fate in an angry world
Who’s pondering his fate as the flood draws near
chorus
I ride out the cycles – I engage myself
I ride out the circles- I will be okay
The wind blows soft, Gold and purple
blanket me, but dark clouds are ahead
I’m pondering my fate in an angry world
I’m pondering my fate as the flood draws near
chorus
I ride out the cycles – I engage myself
I ride out the circles- I will be okay
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Old Century Blood California
Old Century Blood is the creation of Christopher James Bowers. He's been performing for over 25 years as a solo act and with various bands. He has shared the stage with such acts as Bill Frisell, Kirana Peyton, Joni Davis, and Jessie Sykes and the Sweet Hereafter. Old Century Blood is porch poetry written with inkblot inklings of grief and joy, a melancholy lust for life. ... more
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