1. |
Incantation
02:36
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I’m on the road to joy you say
I’ve been here all of all my days
Through canyons long and rivers wide
To oceans buried deep inside
With undulating colors true
And stillness when I speak to you
There’s music found in every sound
Be dark and dim and underground
I’m on the road to joy you say
I’ve been here all of all my days
Through canyons long and rivers wide
To oceans buried deep inside
With undulating colors true
And stillness when I speak to you
There’s music found in every sound
Be dark and dim and underground
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2. |
Stuck In The Middle
04:27
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What did I do
That ended me and you
I’m crying in my room
You’re out there
How could I
How could I have known
My love would be so wronged
You act like you don’t care
I’m stuck in the middle
I’m trapped in this riddle
I’m frozen solid
Don’t know how to
Find my peace of mind
How can you love me
When you can’t love yourself
Love
Love ain’t a passive thing
It’s as active as the spring
You’ve got to love me
We
We could make the flowers bloom
Make the young birds swoon
We could mmmmm
I’m stuck in the middle
I’m trapped in this riddle
I’m frozen solid
Don’t know how to
Find my peace of mind
How can you love me
When you can’t love yourself
I’m stuck in the middle
I’m trapped in this riddle
I’m frozen solid
Don’t know how to
Find my peace of mind
How can you love me
When you can’t love yourself
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3. |
Separate Her Heart
04:06
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Honey and sea water
Honey and sea water
Can you see my water
October rain, I hear you knocking on my window
Asking me, where did my lover go
Where did you go
You said, you hold me like a little bird
When I’m ready to sing, yeah I’ll say the word
You said, I’m an ocean of roses and you’re sitting on the bank
Your words like the rain I so eagerly drank
This jumping from lover to lover
Ain’t so good for me
I ain’t someone who can separate
Her heart from her sleeve
From her sleeve
I’m seeking liberation
But I give into temptation
I try to govern what is sacred
But my young heart’s impatient
Yeah
I feel my body move away from me
My strength and my softness marry tenderly
Oooh, ahhhh
This jumping from lover to lover
Ain’t so good for me
I ain’t someone who can separate
Her heart from her sleeve
From her sleeve
You said, you hold me like a little bird
When I’m ready to sing, yeah I’ll say the word
You said, I’m an ocean of roses and you’re sitting on the bank
Your words like the rain I so eagerly drank
This jumping from lover to lover
Ain’t so good for me
I ain’t someone who can separate
Her heart from her sleeve
From her sleeve
Yeah
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4. |
Katrina's Interlude
01:58
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To me, vulnerability is something that doesn't have a particular look, but it does have a shared feeling across different people, cultures, communities. And I think that feeling is one of truth. There's a sound, there's an energy that is truth, and that is the embodiment of vulnerability. Because ultimately, for me, vulnerability is revealing one's truth, which is always a risk.
Sharing yourself, sharing the truth, often comes with retribution or backlash. And so to be, I don't know, brave enough might not be the right word, but to be willing to take that risk in an effort to restore or reinforce connection is a certain kind of transformative magic for me that also creates itself. It invites others to also share their truth. It's something that propagates, if you will. And I think that's my favorite thing about vulnerability is that it's not captured in one person.
It actually requires some level of connection to another being.
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5. |
Thunder
03:19
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Oh thunder, when I’m ready for you
I won’t run, no I won’t run
I won’t run, no I won’t run
I go down by the water to forget my sins
To wash them away by the river bend
When it’s time, I will rise, when it’s time
But for now I lay waste beneath the salty depths
And let moons pass so I can catch my breath
When it’s time, I will rise, when it’s time
Oh thunder, when I’m ready for you
I won’t run, no I won’t run
Oh thunder, when i’m ready for you
I won’t run, no I won’t run
I won’t run, no I won’t run
If you want you can join me in this sea of blue
We can learn all the voices that the sun speaks through
When it’s time, I will rise, when it’s time
Oh thunder, when I’m ready for you
I won’t run, no I won’t run
Oh thunder, when I’m ready for you
I won’t run, no I won’t run
I won’t run, no I won’t run
I won’t run, no I won’t run
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6. |
Violet Undertone
04:13
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You and I got so much in common
Hangin’ on by a thread
You and I both drip drip drip like honey
Listen to all the things I haven’t said
I got a hunger in my bones
To hold my own
I hold thunder when I’m alone
My visions have a violet undertone
I feel the rain slippin’ out of my mouth
And drippin’ down my chin like water over stone
Oh warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
You and I both need some medicine
What is that gonna be for me
A song from the deep, bright depths of my heart
Laying on grass and the rustle of the leaves
I got a hunger in my bones
To hold my own
I hold thunder when I’m alone
My visions have a violet undertone
I feel the rain slippin’ out of my mouth
And drippin’ down my chin like water over stone
Oh warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
Warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
It’s time to stop taking on everyone else’s
Time to take care of all my own
Time to stop taking on everyone else’s
Time to take care of my own
Oh, it’s time to stop taking on everyone else’s
Time to take care of all my own
Time to stop taking on everyone else’s
Time to take care of my own
Oh, warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
Warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
Warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
Oh, warm sun, bird calls
I’m safe here in my lilac walls
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7. |
Tower
03:50
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It’s hard to watch you with her
My heart’s been wrung out like a dish towel in the rain
On guard for arrows to come
My god is it brave, I don’t wanna run
I don’t wanna run
Four, three, two, one
Maybe I’m afraid of
My capacity to love
Maybe at the heart of it all
I fear my power
I don’t want to shrink myself no more
I want to tower
I want to tower
It’s hard to see my own growth
With shaky hands and a kaleidoscope
We walk to the corner store
You know what you want but baby
I’m not sure
One, two, three, four
Maybe I’m afraid of
My capacity to love
Maybe at the heart of it all
I fear my power
I don’t want to shrink myself no more
I want to tower
I want to tower
We go down deep
As deep as we can go
I’ve got your hands in mine
And you’re holding me tight
I tell my mind
To let my heart talk
I’m like the brave purple flower
On top of the rock
We go down deep
As deep as we can go
I’ve got your hands in mine
And you’re holding me tight
I tell my mind
To let my heart talk
I’m like the brave purple flower
On top of the rock
I’m like the brave purple flower
On top of the rock
I’m like the brave purple flower
On top of the rock
I’m like the brave purple flower
On top of the rock
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8. |
Duncan's Interlude
00:24
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Vulnerability is a bear shoulder in half light.
It is old scars and fresh wounds across eggshell skin.
It is the tender water washing them.
The trembling steadfast hand that looses the wild animal from the trap.
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9. |
Lady King
05:20
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Hijacked by the bloody night
I reach out for your heart and find a whispering
Whispering
Quiet wind whistling
Ocean giants turn around
They seem to follow different sounds, they’re listening
Listening
Soft, wet skin glistening
You were born, you will die, you don’t know why
I was born, I will die, I don’t know why
I was born to be a lady king
I was born to sing
Get up off the floor and come on in
You’re a miracle and life’s a steady sin
A sin
I know where you've been
To have a friend like you could make anyone feel fine
You’re the soothing tea on my winter mind
My mind
We will be alright
You were born, you will die, you don’t know why
I was born, I will die, I don’t know why
I was born to be a lady king
I was born to sing
You were born, you will die, you don’t know why
I was born, I will die, I don’t know why
I don’t know why
I was born to be a lady king
I was born to sing
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10. |
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I woke up with
Lavender in my hair
The scent of your love
Hangin’ everywhere
Don’t know where we’re going but
I’m gonna be okay
The sun is on my right cheek
Please, please, please don’t go away
My arms are heavy and my back
Is a balloon
We morph into our animals
On the half moon
I close my eyes and
Hear the cries of the loon
I lay like a lion and
Tenderly lick my wounds
You picked too many sunflowers
I picked only one flower
You picked too many sunflowers
I picked only one flower
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11. |
Once
04:45
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Open my back
Fall into ocean
Down and down and down
Until I drink in the potion
Follow the flowers
Leads me to ice
Carved into a hand
Hold me like a vice, singin’
I once was a girl
Always in the in between
Pulling time out of a dream
I once was a man
Dandelions in my mouth
Eating berries from her hand
Mind over matter
Mind doesn’t matter
I tear it all to pieces
Yeah I’ve never been madder
I’m back in her house
She’s nowhere to be found
Ashes to ashes
We all fall down, down, down
I once was a girl
Always in the in between
Pulling time out of a dream
I once was a man
Dandelions in my mouth
Eating berries from her hand
I’m afraid of dying
But death is all around me
I’m afraid of living
With the evil that surrounds me
I’m afraid of dying
But death is all around me
I’m afraid of living
With the evil that surrounds me
I once was a girl
Always in the in between
Pulling time out of a dream
I once was a man
Dandelions in my mouth
Eating berries from her hand
I’m afraid of dying
But death is all around me
I’m afraid of living
With the evil that surrounds me
I’m afraid of dying
But death is all around me
I’m afraid of living
With the evil that surrounds me
But I’ve been dead before
To touch your heart is magical
In the waves I'm vulnerable
And the sea can see what I'm for
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12. |
Beth's Interlude
01:06
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Hi Hannah, Beth here.
As for your question about what it means to be vulnerable, I would have to say that it means to be able to be humiliated.
And the word, which unfortunately carries such judgment and negativity, actually comes from the word.. I think it’s “of the ground,” so it's basically, humus or earth. So to be brought to the ground. And yes, I think in answering your question, do we want or is being vulnerable a good thing, I would say yes, it's how we grow. Love you, Bye.
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13. |
Eye Of The Storm
05:56
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April came and knocked me on my knees
In May I closed my eyes and watched you leave
I caught you by the leg of your jeans
And pulled you into, into, into me
It’s not too late to turn around, turn around
It’s been a while that I’ve been down
Come on home, come on home
I’ve watered the seeds that together we’ve sown
The lungs in the garden are overgrown
We stretch into bodies we’ve always known
It’s not too late to turn around, turn around
It’s been a while that I’ve been down
It’s not too late to turn around, turn around
It’s been a while that I’ve been down
Walk two miles home
Want something unknown
Undress for a poem
Sail into the eye of the storm
I’m broken and tender and altogether im whole
I’m letting in sunlight between my bones
My arms are open and ready to enfold
And my deepest waters you gently behold
It’s not too late to turn around, turn around
It’s been a while that I’ve been down
It’s not too late to turn around, turn around
It’s been a while that I’ve been down
Walk two miles home
Want something unknown
Undress for a poem
Sail into the eye of the storm
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14. |
Open
04:11
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Sitting on her hands buried deep in the dirt
Ripping up the roots even though it may hurt
Her chest is red and raw
But it’s open to the new rainfall
Finding space in her breathing with her eyelids closed
Dancing in the mirror wearing nothing but her toes
Cause when she moves her body
You can’t separate her from the flow
It hurts to be open
But it’s much worse to be closed
Oh, don’t it feel so good
To stand out in the sunny cold
I’m a lover, yes
I’m a giver, yes
It’s time to give myself, myself a rest
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
Naked in the rain that fell from her eyes
Soft as the lavender growing on her thighs
She waited for her hands
To turn into grandmother wise
Her heart is a hawk that fills up the sky
Aching and shaking but fly, oh she is fly
She’s made out of charcoal and words
She is made out of light
It hurts to be open
But it’s much worse to be closed
Oh, don’t it feel so good
To stand out in the sunny cold
I’m a lover, yes
I’m a giver, yes
It’s time to give myself, myself a rest
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Oh
Hold onto
Hold onto my palms and we’ll dance
Hold onto my palms, hold on
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Hold onto
Hold onto my palms and we’ll dance
Hold onto my palms, hold on
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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15. |
Home
06:48
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Time traveler
Young child
In an oversized tee
Your hand
On mine
And you say to me
Where did you go
My dearest friend
I’ve been alone
And broken
You’re my home
You’re my home
Home
Home
I am home
I
Am a weeping willow
I’ll die
Before I ever change
In a breath as fresh as winter
I’ll come alive
In the holy flames
I’ll come home
I’ll come home
Home
Home
I am home
The road before us
Can be hard to see
I let the water
Take and carry me
I’ve been split open
It can be hard to breathe
I bless the water
In all its mystery
Headaches, heartaches
Why can’t I be free with you beside me
Hope my mistakes
Help me find the home that lives inside me
Help me find the home that lives inside me
Help me find the home that lives inside me
Help me find the home
Home
Home
I am home
Oooh
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16. |
Sue's Interlude
01:41
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Thoughts on vulnerability… Really just “thought” on vulnerability. I'm gonna say, listening. Listening was the message and the lesson of the pandemic for me. I have a beautiful kind of feeling in my chest when I realize I'm really listening. Like I’m sitting, and I'm receiving, and I'm listening all the way through. Whether to music, or to a person, or to myself, or to nature. There's just a receptive kind of calm that I have come to love so much. And to me that's practicing vulnerability in the simplest way. And along with that, I think about boundaries a lot. Because I think when you're really working with vulnerability, you also really need to be working with boundaries. Because there's the right kind of protecting of yourself, you know, the taking care of yourself that also is a beautiful thing.
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