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Fallow
02:36
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By this time next year I think we’ll know
Sowing salt with the seed, I don’t care if anything grows
Tell me what could take root where the soil has gone to stone?
Let the fields go fallow before I feed the Carrion Crow
Carry on, Carrion Crow
The Carrion Crow, carry on, Carrion Crow
The Carrion Crow, carry on, Carrion Crow
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Carrion Crow
03:44
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Carrion crow, well, have ya got no shame?
Fill your greedy little belly, but I swear you’re gettin carried away again
You gonna know my name
Ain’t nothin gonna save ya when the golden jackal drags you away
Oh, he gonna drag you away
I swear, every odd year you’re coming down this way
When the sun is in the valley and I’m praying for rain
I’ll be three rows deep before I see your shade
And you’re picking me clean before I drive you away
Carrion crow, well, have ya got no shame?
Fill your greedy little belly, but I swear you’re gettin carried away again
You gonna know my name
Ain’t nothin gonna save ya when the golden jackal drags you away
Oh, he gonna drag you away
Took twenty-sum-seven to amend my ways
Let the fields gone fallow if the cycle would break
I’ll be three rows deep beside an open grave
It’s the last you’re gonna eat the smile on my face
I said carrion crow
Have you got no shame
Fill your greedy little belly
Just get carried away
Said carry on crow
While ya sing and shake
You gonna eat your way
Into an early grave
And it won’t be long now, won’t be long now
I swear you’re gettin carried away again
You gonna know my name
Ain’t nothin gonna save ya when the golden jackal drags you away
Oh, he gonna drag you away
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All I Will Ever Be
03:04
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I remember bursting into light
Where there was smoke and embers
There surely was a fire
Broken open and unfurling
No, nothing like a lotus in its blossoming
Something like a pine cone from the ashes that remain
I was mended with a lover’s smile
Lips were where I saw that they should be
But never touched her eyes
Broken orbit, and I’m hurling
No, not a satellite with any certainty
Something like an arrow that left the bow awry
I am all I will ever be packed inside a seed
I am all I will ever be packed inside a seed
I am all I will ever be packed inside a seed
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Who Am I
05:20
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How that last blow fell so hard
We’ve been swinging in the dark
But now you’ve found the scars I was clinging to
But could you make this crystalline
An ocean’s fury set to polishing
What ragged facets could be smooth
Who am I, what is seen?
Who am I, and what is seen?
A gulf between
Baby, don’t be so estranged
No more beholden to me now than you have ever been
I should probably sleep
But how you’ve made this real for me
Around the edges now of everything
A nightmare lurking in a dream
Who am I, what is seen?
Who am I, and what is seen?
I am swimming, yes, I am swimming
Somewhere in the gulf between
Track wet footprints in the hall
Am I to follow till the path dissolves
I should just leave for Denver now
Somehow this feels like DMT
Like secret minutes but conferred to me
In languages I cannot read
Who am I, what is seen?
Who am I, and what is seen?
I am swimming, yes, I am swimming
Somewhere in the gulf between
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5. |
This Always Happens
06:22
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At the door without an invitation
Alit before the bus could reach the station
Caught my reflection from the window seat mouthing it’s over
The night was laughing all around me
Solemn minutes of a cigarette tallies
Throwing twenty-sum shuttering shadows from Platform B
Across the wilderness of my redemption
If there is redemption
O-o-o, to say the guilt is in the way you see the crime
When that’s so beside the point
I could beat that horse to death
I could beat that horse to death
O-o-o, the fool in me believes the answer’s at the end
Of one more cigarette
And I could smoke myself to death
This always happens…
Already running when I hit the gangway
Threading lilac through a slate-gray ceiling
The Sun with a burning patience moved over that eastern horizon
I’ll be watching for the first light breaking
All collected on the windowsill waiting
Pick any moment, my sunbeam, and set me to whirling
Such a fool, but love, I’m in the making
I’m in the making
[Chorus]
This always happens to me...
At your door without an invitation
Whatever follows I am ready to face it
Any moment I’ll be knowing for certain
That door swings wide
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6. |
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Lyrics:
If my heart would kindly fuck off, I’d gladly get lost
We could get back to feelin’ so lonely and cross if my heart…
I am every seed rotting under a forest floor
Baby, you were burning to see just what I would endure
Didn’t really mean to let it all outside-in
Cinder and ashes where beautiful aspens had been
If my heart would kindly fuck off, I’d gladly get lost
We could get back to feelin’ so lonely and cross if my heart…
I am all of these dead branches waiting on a tree
Baby, lay me bare on the winds of your honesty
Did you really need to see it all inside-out?
Beetling into the rotten rings, limb after limb
(Inshallah, shallah, la, oooooo)
And would not it be my luck
If I could have been more careful with your love...
If my heart would kindly fuck off, I’d gladly get lost
We could get back to feelin’ so lonely and cross
We could get back to feelin’ so bitter and lost
We could get back to feelin’ so lonely and cross if my heart…
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7. |
Strange Loop
03:50
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Why, I’d swear I’m at the center of this
Entire fucking universe! With
Everybody on the earth, just
Living out the myth given me at birth
Why am I not yet invincible? Love
Only every seemed to pull one
After one, another spool, un-
ravelling, the wolves hidden in the wool
I’ll overtake my ego, I was lagging just behind
I’ll outpace this way of thinking circles in my mind
I’ll be more prepared for love next time
Why, isn’t this familial! I
Mean to say familiar. Might
Be the only possible love
Story ever told! or the only one we know
I’ll overtake ego, I was lagging just behind
I’ll outpace this way of thinking circles in my mind
I’ll be more prepared for love next time
I’ll be more prepared for love next time
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Ari Carter Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Ari Carter is an indie rock power-trio, the brainchild of Ari Kirkman, Quinn Sternberg, and Nicholas Solnick.
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