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These Golden Threads

by Gun Mother

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1.
Boundless fog But it is our fog And this is our circle Abstracted from meaning This little joy Sparked from a kindle Has been dowsed for hours To the point of depleting It may be only fog But there is light here After all My little heart It is a kind heart Deployed in a shackle Of idle and matter But my love It is a fierce love Whitewashed the fog love And blind ever after After the flash When the whiteness takes hold Two shots in the clear And the body takes form Where we hold pose Merry and Bold Where we hold Pose Merry and Bold What is blind In the infinite skyline With an absence of feeling Bounded by the haze Despair kind heart And see through the blindness The circle is broken But the lines still remain And if this pure Let it meet me Truly pure When the lines are broke Let’s lay down together In the absence of splendor Where the flesh it gives in This little joy Sparked from a kindle Sees itself as wildfire Always contained After the flash When the redness takes hold Two shots in the clear And the body takes form Where we hold pose Merry and Bold Where we hold Pose Merry and Bold
2.
Lucky Lee 04:16
I can’t keep my mind from turning In this pale and lonesome room Every day collapsed together Skips along the waning moon Where I find the shining face of Lucky Lee Who sits among the roses and the reeds Who has seen the world on fire and still believes There is beauty in every notion Be it kind or unkind And we are mere survivors On the ocean of goodbyes It's the castaways that find a slight reprieve The quiet moments when once the storm released Drapes gently down upon Lucky Lee I’ll hold on to this day for every day I’ll string this sigh across all noise I’ll bear this belief like none has bore I’ll hold on to this day for every day For Lucky Lee Amongst the shadows, The shelters and the leaves. Amongst the squalor And the swelter and The fates the sing together And the hands that come together over me and Lucky Lee I know these fingers fondly I have worn them like a crown And I basked in the reunion When the end was coming down In the shards of glass the universe is born The broken dreams are swallowed up by vine And the lights between, I keep them here with mine I would long for you, my darling Buried 10 ft underground I love to watch your light expanding When the spring cometh around Where I find the shining face of Lucky Lee Who sits among the roses and the reeds Who has seen the world on fire and still believes
3.
Hispid Hare 06:51
Stay by my side through the depth of the night It is quiet and unburdened and we shall know rest We shall know rest when the body transformed Past the boundaries of lust and the levees of pride I’ve come to accept that my hands are unclean There are things that I’ve done that I cannot redeem I wanted to be free of all of these things So I gave up my body and wandered alone There is peace in the hole I have dug In my dreams, I’m still king of Jackrabbits Some may venture but none will approach In my dreams, I’m still king of Jackrabbits Free to scream with the moon In my dreams as the king of Jackrabbits Here I have sworn to the drove I love you so much That it feels like a wound And as we collide we are bound to this room And every experience is bound to this room I see 10,000 moments but nary a home. Nary a Home, but too many caves and too many fires and too many shades And just like the hare who lives on the moon I would give myself to your fire and love you alone. There is peace in the hole I have dug In my dreams, I’m still king of Jackrabbits Some may venture but none will approach In my dreams, I’m still king of Jackrabbits Free to scream with the moon In my dreams as the king of Jackrabbits Here I have sworn to the drove Run Rabbit Run Give me your darkness My darling, my dear Give my your heartache and give me your fear Give me the outrage that God disappeared Give to me the solitude that you found here I’ll give you the moon and throw myself on the flame I’ll trade one unburdened evening for a lifetime of chains It is only a body, It’s supposed to be dragged through 10,00 moments but nary the same.
4.
Oh brothers and sisters, hold on We are at the edge of the river, hold on We are at the edge of the river, hold on Thousand years hasn’t made it much clearer, hold on As the night is a song And the morning’s the word We hold on to ourselves Like two wounded birds As the winter was long And gray as steel or as stone Until we forgot To look up when the morning comes Oh brothers and sisters, hold on We are at the edge of the river, hold on We are at the edge of the river, hold on Thousand years hasn’t made it much clearer, hold on. As you waited for spring And counted the days left behind And the glory of God Is displayed through a suicide These men are confused You said again and again As we waded in ruin For the spring once again But It is our way Beyond the pail Where everything’s new And everything’s well
5.
All in Hell 05:20
What’s the difference between the snake and lamb Both of them keep their heads to the ground One serves nobody the other the crown But they’re both in hell already What’s the difference between the prophet and whore They both bend down to please their lord One is enraptured the other is bored And they’re both in hell already Dance on silly men With your piety, loneliness, sin Let your suffering in And we’re all in hell already What’s the difference between the heart and the knife They both work to keep the body alive But one will decay if the other survives And they’re both in hell already What’s the difference between the vulture and fly They’re both faithful companions when you die But one is fair weather, the other for life And they’re both in hell already Dance on silly men With your piety, loneliness, sin Let your suffering in And we’re all in hell already What’s the difference between devil and child They’re both without laws, they both are wild One is experienced the other is mild And they’re both in hell already What’s the difference between the rich and the poor Neither knows what they are living for Both of them laugh and both of them mourn And we’re all in hell already Dance on silly men With your piety, loneliness, sin Let your suffering in And we’re all in hell already
6.
Not For Thee 06:00
If I were to leave here before the dawn And hold on to the notion that we are good To kneel down to the beauty of everything To give myself in offering With your pale hands Inspecting the gift I bring Would you say this is not for thee? There is God on either side of the river bed There is a wall between our hearts again And like the Christ at the temple shaking his fist We are shut out of the temple once again And when you nail Every broken heart to a cross Would you say this is not for thee? Let the birds rest along my limbs Let’s sit in the mercy of the world Let my mouth whisper into the hollowness Let my body sink into the soil Remove me from the story That you wrote For this is not for thee.
7.
Broken Boy 04:51
8.
Queen Bee 06:20
I'll lay down in the garden Under the maples For the rest of my day If you must live in the twilight Between the joy and the sadness Between the stars and the stain Oh queen bee Dark is the place where you left me Dust are the days when you're lovely Lost are the ways and the means Oh queen bee I long for the days where you'll hold me ‘tween demons and gods you is only The distance between your wings This world it is a broke world But between faults in the rubbish Gardens are groomed It's a hive for the queen bee The day commences with weeping And ends in a tomb Oh queen bee Dark is the place where you left me Dust are the days when you're lovely Lost are the ways and the means Oh queen bee I long for the days where you'll hold me ‘tween demons and gods you is only The distance between your wings But He of the Bee clings to your body so weakly But the burden is heavy to bear Heavy to Bear But to Bear is to Birth Give to me these sallow wings This worthless crown and everything kept in the husk and fallen down along the shore along the sea and rise to meet me wandering disrobed in a profanity as a mantis who flew to the sun but lost his home into the sea
9.
I am the Lion Tamer Between the tongue and teeth It’s not devotion It’s the sword of Damocles And I want to read the contract That proclaims all this must happen When it happens once again And I want the teeth to wrap around My neck as I discover just according to whose plan? I have so many things That I’ve mashed in this imperfect prayer There is peace in the dark You can’t see, you are no longer here But I can keep waiting While you are chasing stars. I can keep waiting While you are chasing stars. I am the Narcissist Who abandoned the building I stared at the mirror too long And saw cracks in everything And I want to see the faces Of the dead stockpiled around me Who had nominated me a friend I want to see the history in the flowers And the tea leaves that would whisper What should have been. I have so many things That I’ve mashed in this imperfect prayer There is peace in the dark You can’t see, you are no longer here But I can keep waiting While you are chasing stars. I can keep waiting While you are chasing stars. I am the Cosmonaut Drifting beyond the stars It’s all moved past me now From Boston to Charminar I see four bleak spires and wonder Who is the Architect? Who is the Architect?

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released September 11, 2017

Recorded at Oddfellows Studio, Fall 2016.
Engineered by Jerry MacDonald
Mastered by Scott Craggs at Old Colony Mastering
Produced by Adam Glasseye Beckley and Ryan Brown
Orchestral Arrangement by Sara Honeywell



Adam Glasseye Beckley - Vocals, Guitar, Organ, Piano, Harmonium
Georgia Young - Vocals, Guitar, Synths
Ryan Brown - Vocals, Synths
Tony Leva - Sintir, Bass,
Nate Greenslit - Tupan, Drums
Sara Honeywell - Vocals, Trombone
Barbara Anndrea Arriaga-Delaney - Vocals, Cello
Bryan Murphy - Trumpet
Joe Kessler - Violin

Music and Lyrics by Adam Glasseye (2017, Broken Circle Songs)

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Gun Mother Providence, Rhode Island

A dead-of-winter psych folk outfit who write orchestral and somber songs about circles, mystic rabbits, the resting position of urban birds and other such rituals.

From Boston MA, featuring members of Reverend Glasseye, Brian Carpenter and the Confessions and Ho-Ag

"This is music of considerable substance and depth, played at its best"
The Noise Magazine
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