recorded in Athens-- 2014
written in Ludlow-- 2009.
wistful, willful, weary,
(what We've lost along the way.)
---a song about childhood.
lyrics
diaries are for secrets,
and I have a few--
wouldn't tell any-One else.
I'm sitting on the front porch,
and I'm looking at
the flickering street lamp,
'cause it tried, it tried, and
it died anyway.
and it was so bright
it was so--
it was so bright
every-night before.
I like to be in a
beautiful room with
flowers and Sun
coming through the window,
and I'm here all by
my-Self, where I
can wear any-thing
that I want,
like those little-tiny
buckle-shoes that I
wore every-where, every-day.
'Cause I liked them, I liked them,
I liked It that way.
and they were so soft
they were so--
they were so soft and
they fit just
perfectly!
I like to be on this plastic chair
out back, in the yard,
under the cherry-air,
and I'm working on
a drawing of the
Sun coming
through the leaves.
I've got my pencil
and my little sketch-book,
and I filled up so many
with drawings I made,
I made, I made them all,
'cause it was so easy.
it was so--
it was so easy
to do before.
It was All wishing, and waiting
to be something.
It was All wishing, and waiting
to be someone.
It was All wishing, and waiting
to be where I am now,
only better.
diaries are for secrets,
and I still keep one
by My bedside, but it
looks a little lonely,
'cause my secrets hide inside
of Me, My secrets
hide from Me.
and I'm so sorry.
I'm so--
I'm so sorry
I can't be
the way I was before.
Expansive four-track EP from the electronic-leaning solo project of Lee Malcolm, a founding member of experimental band Vessels. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 4, 2024