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Finally
03:22
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I’m wrong and I know it
But not willing to show it
‘Til finally, finally I break the string
Which one way was better?
See neither, know never?
Tied twice to be tethered in two?
Finally
Finally I learn to tell the truth to myself
I wrote every letter
but sung them much better
But when will I learn to make you sing?
Finally
Finally I learn to tell the truth to you
Finally, finally
Finally, finally
Finally I learn to tell the truth
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2. |
Garter Snake
03:35
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Sold Saturday’s blues for a Sunday hue
Maybe a moment too soon
Now: new, alone, and awake,
I am a garter snake blending my color with you
Fortune favors my weakness I was never a fake
But almost halfway there
Moving myself along and knowing that I’m wrong
Eating my dining room chair
I am addicted to indecision
I am addicted and I feel wicked
Does history repeat?
It could be sweet but not a weekend repair
The crime is knowing nothing at all
And standing 7 feet tall
Trapped in the mirror again
I’m fucking no one at all and staring straight at the wall
Its something I used to do
What pleasure I choose to keep after I buried it deep
Try to uncover it all
I am addicted to indecision
I am addicted and I feel wicked
New, alone, and awake, I am a garter snake
New, alone, and awake, I am a garter snake
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Mouthful of Glass
03:55
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Let me know when you go
Let me know when you go
I’ve got a mouthful of glass and no one to ask
I’ve got a mouthful of glass and no one to tell about it
There’s something here
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4. |
Golden (For Mark)
02:48
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Golden Boy your ma’s greatest joy
Hiding the butt of your cigarette
Not a word, your thoughts
Knitted and purled
Neatly wrapped over your shoulder
You’re much too young to face
The barrel of a gun
Sidling up to your doorstep
Golden yes, now just wishes at best
I never got to know you
Saw your face, neither time nor a place
A picture upon her mantle
Saw her cry a handful of times
Wondering who you’d have been
You’re much too young to face
The barrel of a gun
But you’re not the first, nor the last
Frozen time now forever a child
As I grow you stay just the same
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5. |
Where We Live
03:32
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One day I’ll find a house where we could live
Shut your eyes, quiet night in weeping hands
Tree of life with ripened vines that bear no fruit
Turn away, feeding fire, and wasting heat
Honeycomb, soft unknowing gritted teeth
Canopy, covered island, warm and sweet
Heaving sigh, wine and rye, that rings in tune
Gone away, nervous laughter, fitted sheet
One day I’ll find a house where we could live
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6. |
What Will I Do?
02:48
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What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I try to walk away
When I don’t know what to say about you
What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I walked away
But I wanted you to stay
You didn’t ask for me
So I thought i needed something more
I guess I did
But was I worth moving for?
I see you on the street
In open air and in my core
I feel a rhythm
Of a song i knew before
What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I try to walk away
When I don’t know what to say about you
What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I walked away
But I wanted you to stay
I didn’t say the things
That I know now I’m through the door
I didn’t know myself
When will I know myself?
It complicated me,
I’m not alone in this I know
It was a habit
I’d like to break all of those now
What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I try to walk away
When I don’t know what to say about you
What will I do if it never amounts to you?
I walked away
But I wanted you to stay
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7. |
Tone Pome
01:55
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Snow falling on the ground
Doesn’t make a sound
Paints a living portrait in the window
Of my living room
Speak when there is nothing left to say
When words evolve from clay
They sink into your bones
And they find a way to stiffen you
As they often do
I couldn’t hold a thought
A memory in rot
Now delicate and frail
Time, meet me in the pale
Alternating when
It soon begins to bend
Snow falling on the ground
Effervescent town
Riding in the spring to bring another wound
To bloom again
Fold in upon the Earth
Reverse internal birth
Reborn until the end
Catch, still a moving part
Weathering the start
Echoing a wren
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8. |
Wash It Away
05:29
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Don’t lie
The notes are on the page
Waiting every day
For a fuller life
A statement lying bare
Behind closed eyes
Wish it wouldn’t bother
Staying under water
When they must rise
When the world is ending
And there is no pretending
That it’s alright now
It was cruel to be so kind
I must admit I’m through with it
And wash it away
Finding the key
To get rid of me
And wash it away
Sunlight
Drifting through the curtain
Showing where the hurt is
So it won’t bite
A reel without a lure is just a fool’s fight
What’s another word for leaving things unheard
Without the right line?
When your heart is breaking
And there’s no mistaking
That you’ve done wrong now
It was cruel to be so kind
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Macie Stewart Chicago, Illinois
Macie Stewart is a composer, multi-instrumentalist, improviser, songwriter, who resides in Chicago, IL.
(photo by Maren Celest)
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