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Randolph Carter Rides Again

from Notes To My Blood by theythem

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lyrics

We argued plot in the hot South Ferry sun
And the garbage trucks on Water street
Tilted all their filth away

You cut your hair in a fit of frantic grief
But you mutter soft and slow, "Don't Worry.
It'll all grow back someday."

My jawline swept the floor
I worried about my health
I was feeling fine before
"Til I realized
I'd been screaming at myself

Honestly
I can't see
How the tide turned the other way
I'm staring out my back door
Wondering how the sky
Turned from blue to grey

My tongue lays flat
My lips burst red
And thoughts of you run water through my weary salts
But every wink and nod I throw the aether's way
Gets muddled by the foggy brine that's clogging
All my cracks and faults

Tan lines kiss the sky
Dreams confront the day
Eyes burn hot and dry
As my ghoulish pride
Throws its weight into the fray.

Am I wasted?
Can I lean on these fibrous, crackling nerves
Beneath my skin?
Keep it simple
Keep it clean
Wash the memories from your back so you can
Stand another day

So if, by chance, my breathing breaks the dawn
And the River Skai runs black
While all the phantoms hide their teeth til noon
I'll point my battered nose toward the briar's edge
And hum a few more bars
Of some old dirge
That I learned far too soon

The taste of heliotrope
A wistful touch of breeze
I deconstruct the scope
As the sun-drenched soil
Shoots a shock straight through my knees

Honestly
I can't see
How the tide turned the other way
I'm staring out my back door
Wondering how the sky
Turned from blue to grey.

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from Notes To My Blood, released June 8, 2016

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"This is not your average Folk radio. The sound that [theythem] creates is pure gold, and Notes to My Blood is a charming, artistic record, that will draw new and old fans alike."

- No Depression, The Journal of Roots Music

"Tasteful and refined, Chris Norwood’s 'Year of the Bear' represents the future of folk."

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