Iron, Cross, And Bone (album)

by WOLVEZ

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Sina Evans "To The Wind" seems perfectly stripped down to its core elements: unusual lyrics, spare accompaniment and a solo that would be welcomed at 4 times the length. The simple repetition works well, and there's some unexpectedly fab harmonizing that skitters in. Favorite track: To The Wind.
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released February 28, 2014

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Track Name: Ooh, My Shakes
Oh, my shakes they got me splitting on the midnight train
Got warts on my soul, feets blisters
and there’s no one I can blame

She took my bottles, took my roots, and I’m
off to do the same
Thunder crack at night: lightening, sweet sweet rain

Uh, uh, uh, ooh, my shakes


I took the mission and I failed
now it’s time to pay heed
Ain’t no one gonna save me here in this time of need
I can fall to my knees, throw up my hands,
find whatever God I please….
Thunder crack at night, lightening, sweet sweet rain

Train pulls into town
do I jump or do I stay
just another band steak waits for me
does she like her whiskey straight?

Oh my shakes

Uh uh uh, pooh my shakes

Train pulls into town
do I jump or do I stay
just another band steak waits for me
does she like her whiskey straight?


Oh, my shakes they got me splitting on the midnight train (repeat)
Track Name: Warden
Warden, oh warden
don’t you close that iron door

My feet are so sore
from running so far

Been searching so high
but living so low

Oh warden
don’t you close that iron door

Shirt on my back
is all that I have
Pride don’t pay the rent
the whiskey can’t soak

Strength in my hands
can love or can choke
warden, don’y close that iron door

Used to be Friday nights
girls, bars, n schemes
Now it’s all greyscale, shadows, pipe dreams
back down the alley, another story untold

Warden, don’t you close that iron door

Warden oh warden
to you I will plead
from hand to mouth
these words speak the need

Been searching so high
but living so low

Warden, don’t you close that iron door 2X
Track Name: To The Wind
only in those wee wee hours do I see it
clear as day but through a haze of who knows what
In those last thoughts before sleep it is revealed
knowing eyes, but no face, body or grace

set out like a proper schoolboy in the morning
brand new shoes, books and pencils in my pack
at the last light before the yard arrives decision
turn and ditch it, make my break, run run run

And I’m still
And I’m still

leave the lot of it to my friends, I always said
records, books, guitars and letters, not much more
they can light the biggest fire if they see fit
or merely leave it to the wind end to end

To the wind
To the wind

solo

only now, in the darkness do I know it
rough design, defined shape and touch
in those last thoughts before awaking do I truly see it
knowing eyes, kind face, body of grace

Of grace
Of grace
Track Name: Reeling
If you feel you know what’s real, to hold
Hand me off that rope, I’ll climb freely
looking down, I see….

Sprinkle, breeze of light into your sleepy eyes….
Tell me what you see when you close them, so tight, in flight…

And when waves of terror crash into your room
Don’t fear: going under
You will learn: undertow holds firm

Reeling

Reeling


when you know you’re right
holding on so tight
gently out of sight
you slip away…..

solo

In in, oh those moments, when it reappears
pull me from the shadows
you will learn, the choice holds firm!

Reeling Reeling…..
Track Name: Better Than I
Got you out of that mess, remember, oh so way back when
No skin off my back
Pulled you out of the swamp again, you was both knees in.
how many more times…

Told me I was raising hell, igniting embers too
Guilty as charged
But while you were sitting still, the fire only grew

But you know…..

Oh you know….

…. better than I

2 x

Got me off your back so many times, I nearly cried
Until you need a hand
Sucker, taken fool like me: ready willing stands
abuse me as you please….

Cause you know ….

Oh you know…

….. better than I

4x
Track Name: In The Eye
There’s never been anything like this light,
bright on me, when it should be dark

Wanna walk where the road paves off to earth
hopefully, route to sea

Don’t need to go over the same damn things
how many times can I admit defeat

There ought to be some kind of line
you cross, and you look the devil in the eye

It’s either him
Or it’s you and me…..

Back there where the rubble lies in the wake
harsh words, plans and schemes

Dark, the night may be, the moon looms high
Right as rain, you can see

Don’t have to forget all those same damn things
Make your peace: breath with ease



There ought to be some kind of line
you cross, and you look the devil in the eye

It’s either him
Or it’s you and me….

solo -

Oh there ought to be some kind of line
you cross, and you look the devil in the eye

It’s either him
Or it’s you and me….

You know it’s It’s either him
Or it’s you and me….
Track Name: A Friend Of A Friend
He was a friend of a friend, she was a friend of another and together they shook their hands

The party was groovin, he made his move, they ain't friends with that friend no more

Both into records, aspiring collectors, spend their Sundays at the record swap

Who's at the next rack, pretend we aren't here, we ain't friends with that friend no more

Borrowed his Day At The Races long ago, probably should give it back
Been so long since she's seen him, might as well keep it, she ain't friends with that friend no more

Left her with that drink tab way back when
weasled out of the tip and now that barmaid has
it in

He only ever calls when he's drunk or nostalgic, never knows when to quit
Glad he introduced us, but in truth he's a bore
We ain't friends with that friend no more
Track Name: Coded Lines
Memory’s a tragic thing when poured over them rocks
You ask yourself if you’ve been just where you came

The doorway’s tall and narrow, you vision’s going soft
Raising heck when you belong in bed…

Using coded lines - coded lines
Coded lines - colored lies
Coded lines - coded lines
Colored lies, them coded lines

Monday was the same as most, muse tugging at your sleeve
Take that run or just cool off your heels

Blow it off the same as always, pouring that next drink
You’ll think it out when thinking sounds like fun

Using coded lines - coded lines
Coded lines - colored lies
Coded lines - coded lines
Colored lies, them coded lines

solo

Demons you may call them
though the mirror don’t agree
shake their hand, feel the heat
all the same…. both you and me….

Memory may fail you when that motor springs a leak
Do you patch it up or, ah, just let it bleed

Doorway’s tall and narrow, open swinging in the breeze
Go back to bed or use it as you please….

With them coded lines - coded lines
Coded lines - colored lies
Coded lines - coded lines
Colored lies, them coded lines
Track Name: Paces
Took my trade out on the paces,
figured mornings were for them
could’ve stayed to watch the fires
but there was that glow upon the trail
so…. I followed it…

Your hands, they trembled when you spoke it
The note was signed, duly dated
I hear others, they were escorted
But I was left to stagger blind, kicked
….. but elated

solo

Fall, it filled that place inside you
Which none can see but only sense here
The wind was crisp, the chill unshaken
Seems the paces will outlast …. whatever traces …
Track Name: Iron, Cross, And Bone
IRON, CROSS, AND BONE


And the sky opened, purple flow in streams below
blind panic, to and fro

The masters sprinkled seeds to fall and wet the lands with rain
By lakes, they wandered, dazed in lazy haze

mountains grew by moments, hands laced with age
In bands they ran, futile in joy, careless in vanity

This is how, this is how, this is how, it began

In camps they laid traps for selfish vice and valor
At night they built fires reaching the stars in terror
The voices called them home, but to east and west they fled
The right was theirs to pleat their heirs with iron, cross and bone

Sands as white and spanning wide as far as the eye could see
were bled to glass, sharpened staffs, metal filled the mold
Knuckles cracked, whips lashed, the sea and waves crashed red
The masters surely split the sky and hailed dread on every head

This is how, this is how, this is how, it began….




Iron, cross and bone