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Bone Tower

by Thomas Krane

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1.
I was compelled- the great commission. Your heart was hard, but you said you'd listen. It's not denial, we’re not complacent. How does one fight with predestination? I made up my mind I made up my mind I wasted my time making up my mind I don't know anything I don't know anything I don’t know anything You will have your silence; I am forced to sing. We can't do anything Line of fish gut in my chin, Celestial shore a’beckoning. What then the need for fishermen When faith and doubt are the same thing? Call it fate, and offering, Nom de guerre; duplicating If one leaks out, one tops it up- Faith and doubt fill the same cup.
2.
Mole 02:15
You had a mole under your elbow It didn't show ‘till you were waving goodbye laying me low. It was a hard punctuation point. an end of discussion. No supple sentence construction. I made a mess of my line- skewed a heart on the paper. Do you remember our oath? written in blood and in crayon. A sandbox, a séance. I marked a cross like a priest; you etched a loop like a lawyer. While I was asleep with the care of a surgeon, It cut through the curtain A shock of light hit the bed and drew a ring round your head. Then it moved to the wall and the words began forming - Both love letter and warning, But if your body's the pen then tell me who's that writing?
3.
I'm a Devil 04:29
Oh my darling, I'm a devil I've been waiting, I am outside your door Oh my Bone Tower, oh my sweetest thing Prowling by your window, hungry again. Oh my darling, could you love the devil? There ain’t no changing me. Oh my sweet one, I've got that hunger For just one taste - a portion of your sins. Oh my darling, how I hunger I am tarnished, I know He sees my heart. We would bind our souls together - Such a tether no power can divide. All my yearning, I would subdue, If I thought it'd help me win you. My control wanes by the hour, I will never be your Bone Tower.
4.
Dark Corners 05:04
Out of time. Strap your gun to your side. There's a storm brewing. What's a lie? Your dark corner or mine? Who'll be stone throwing? Don't look for me over ground I'm digging tunnels. We carved her curves into the bow She leads, we follow. Out of line. Zip your government tight. There's a storm brewing. In line of sight, there's no where you can stand Where your head's showing. When you’re at sea, homeward bound. Stay in the cabin! Hear just one word, we'll run aground. It's bound to happen. I set sail, A skerry on the lee. From the wake, a voice! It bound to me. It penetrated deep. I'd broken my own surface. Tie me to the mast And ignore all my protests.
5.
Jolene 03:57
6.
Small Things 03:48
I asked the god of small things For an open parking space He put me in a cleft of rock and wouldn't let me see his face. I asked the god of small things For a portion of his grace A golden calf, a grumbling heart Were nothing in its place. I asked the god of small things For a sunny wedding day He summoned water from a rock and turned her feet to clay. I asked the god of small things For the words I couldn't say Out from my mouth came 7 plagues And we were on our way. I asked the god of small things For a place to lay my head For 40 years the desert sand Was where I made my bed. I asked the god of small things for the subtext to his plan But he's the god of small things And I am just a man. This ain't no promised land, my friend, This ain't no promised land. Take what you can with both your hands And move back out into the sand. You make your wine from water - I can't compete with that! You collect and sell your manna bread - I deal with real overheads! This ain't no promised land, my friend, This ain't no promised land. Take what you can with both your hands And move back out into the sand.
7.
I'm a Monkey 03:23
I swear it wasn't me. No, I saw your brother falling out your family tree - I broke his fall. Even as a half-caste chimpanzee I would like to climb your family tree. Though I'm nearly half way up there ain't a branch in sight. Your mother had a wooden spoon. We were crying, waiting in the TV room. You said, “it don't hurt.” Poisoned by embarrassment and pain, I could never look at her the same. Even through my impish eyes I See Spoken word: bring your poisons I’ll give you reasons These are right seasons I’m knocking on the door I’m playing outside on the grass I’m falling down stairs I’ve got a plaster on my knees I see you across the street on your brand-new ride I lift my arm and hand to wave but then realise that you can see right through me
8.
Failing to emote. You said – the key's in your first memories. I said – that won't help. My heart's as blank as it was yesterday. A merchant; an even keeled vessel. On southern ocean or lake, I felt nothing, and I feel nothing now. You couldn't know, sleight of hand down the aisle, You’d signed up for a love that was transactional. Found out too late, leafing through it together, The whole book of love was lined out as a ledger. It's a shame that your oaths are for certain, and we just decompose as we go.
9.
I had lost my sense of worth I, who shall inherit earth I cannot live with you, that would be life. And life is over there - it's behind the bookshelf, Out of arm's reach and detained by the dust mites. I had lost my sense of worth I, who shall inherit earth Nor could I rise with you, suffer your brightness. It outshone Jesus, it outshone my mother, Saturated sight and blank’d solid colour. I had lost my sense of worth I, who shall inherit earth I once believed in things, more than just you But that white light’s a difficult thing to subdue. I had lost my sense of worth I, who shall inherit earth

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released September 4, 2015

Credits
Recorded and mixed by Dirk Hugo
Produced By Dirk Hugo and Dan Hampton
Mastered by Fuzzy Ratcliffe at Sound and Motion Studios
Artwork by Mary-An Hampton

Composed by Dan Hampton, with the exception of: track 1, which samples Angel Olsen’s Forgiven/Forgotten, track 3, originally by Sven Axelrad, with additional lyrics by Dan Hampton and Cherilyn Macneil, track 7, which contains spoken word written by Toast Coetzer, track 6, which is entirely the work of Dolly Parton, track 5, which borrows lyrically from Emily Dickinson’s poem of the same name. If we’re being completely honest the final lyric of both track 2 and 8 are also lifted, from whoever wrote John the Revelator and Tom Waits respectively.

Performed by: Dan Hampton - Guitar, Bass and Vocal. Sheldon Yoko - Drums. Bronwen Clacherty - Percussion, Vibraphone and Kalimba. Cherilyn Macneil - Piano and Vocal (track 3). Gary Jennings - Guitar (tracks 4,5 & 6). Cam Lofstrand - Guitar (track 6). Colin Von Berg - Guitar (tracks 2, 4, 5 & 8). Jean-Louise Parker - Viola (track 2). Franx - Bass (tracks 2 & 8). Toast Coetzer and Reinhardt Van Zyl - Spoken Word (track 7). Faye Oakes – Siren Vocal (track 4). Gene Kierman - Horn (track 9).

For Bookings and Press please contact Dan, info@thomaskrane.com

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