small victory on a fallow field

by Nat Lyon

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released February 28, 2014

written, performed, and recorded by Nat Lyon, with:
Chad Matheny, mixing engineer (1-12) and OP-1 (4)
Ashley Cooke and Hilde Kopfhorers, vocals (5)
Mastered by David Hirst, Palm Tree Studio (UK)


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Track Name: CH
he was just a kid
completely OCD
between you and me
5 o'clock every day
a race to the shore
on the Yantic River
a place that made
such perfect sense
in Christopher's head
winter dusk demanded thalo blue
or cadmium green
he bought a gun
for self-protection
from himself
we know how this ends
we know how this ends

the busted public school PA
announced the passing
of a popular teacher
the kids in your art class were shocked
and some of them cried

I heard you had
conversations with me
but I wasn't there
they handed out collages
you made when you were well
in the old church
that you never went to

I showed up late and drunk
and no one said your name
Track Name: CHARLIE!

I'm hypothetically fine
for most of the time
like a dog with one eye
you're very good at circles
you were hopelessly kind
to the angular rhymes
standing in a duck blind
as grounded as that blue heron
hydrangeas are in full bloom
I watch them as they change hue
when they're talking to you
in a language that I want to know

presumably that's CHARLIE! because
it's 5:15 AM
Track Name: dogs go dark
bird flies into a wire fence
and as it falls
without regret
the landseer, sitting close
she's counting her blessings

stone walls are just like a maze
where creatures sleep
through winter days
red-tailed hawk spied in a tree
she's counting her blessings

domestic bears go on patrol
barking at foxes and bicycles
the UPS person barely got away
she's counting her blessings
counting her blessings

i can see you
i can see you in the dark
i can feed you
i can see you in the darkness
Track Name: this is not the map
this is not the map, not the map
that you're looking for
Natchaug Bridge is on the road
to Phoenixville
I want to see you from far away
I want to see you from far away

I can hear a boy off-key whistling
to the stray dogs
in the second growth, the transect broke
and you had to bale.
I want to see you from far away
I want to see you from far away

and the cuts on your hands
are source of concern
and the blood on your dress
wasn't there yesterday
Track Name: words fall
(you're going nowhere, but very quickly)
these August days are flagging
it's the season of bag-packing
(it could have been worse)
we were hunting on private land
when the shotgun slipped out of your hand

words fall, images fall
my world seems so small
words fall, images fall
I remember when you were tall

(now we go inside)
kayaks ready to sleep
firewood tossed in a heap
(sleeping kayaks)
I want to surf like Brian Lam
or smash a digital cam

(riding a single track to freedom)
we're riding a single track
down a dirt trail with no way back
(do you have a map? do you have a GPS unit?)
let's just stay outside
under this August sky

words fall

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