marry these feelings of stone and of moss
of the ivy that creeps and the ivy that crawls
such heresy pours out from your mouth hole
pale old string fingers tis tis and tic toc
the memories dilate, come rushing in
swelling
show me a clear cut path to your skin
i want to see the fruit of your carefully kept garden
farewell, so long
for right or for wrong i want to feel my blood flowing
i want to breath it in real deep
i want to feel my blood flowing
i'm gonna see the grail if it kills me
the wandering fool of ghost legs and old paths
he's digging through all the graves, he wants it back
now more than ever i need a rope
i don't need no heavy rocks
i am the beast that heaven dropped
i don't need those heavy rocks
i'm gonna see the grail if it kills
Old Table’s classic EP gets an “11½ Year Anniversary” vinyl reissue, and its lo-fi charm is as warm & winning as ever. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2020
The Death is Not the End label offers an hour-long spin through the sounds of Bristol pirate radio, stopping at soul, dancehall, and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2019