Tiny Picture Frames

by The Proud Flesh

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released 06 August 2010
Alexander Burnet: vocals, guitar, banjo, accordion, singing saw
Patrick Dalton: vocals, guitar, trumpet, harmonica, baritone bugle
Chris Dickerson: drums, vocals
Mike Skaggs: bass, vocals

with appearances by:
Amanda Bloom: vocals
Christine Hayward: vocals
Scott Jackson: trombone
Tucker Smiley: banjo
Kyle Neidig: djembe
Kialynn Bird; Sarah Dengel; Maggie Lyon; Dave Van Witt, Sonny: group vocals

All songs written by Alexander Burnet; Patrick Dalton.
Except "Ghost Stories," written by Alexander Burnet; Patrick Dalton; Christine Hayward
All songs arranged by The Proud Flesh.

Recorded by The Proud Flesh in various living rooms and basements around New England.

Mixed by Alexander Burnet and Patrick Dalton.

Mastered by Al Levesque at LiveMFR Studios in Danbury, CT.

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Track Name: Lord Don't Let Me
Lord don’t let me write my own eulogy
I know that if I did that it would be the death of me
Don’t wanna be the author of some awful prophesy
So Lord, don’t let me write my own eulogy

Lord don’t let them burn my paper effigy
I just know that if they did that it would be the death of me
I’ve tried the best I can Lord, I know that you’ll agree
So don’t let them burn my paper effigy

Lord don’t let them hang me from that old willow tree
I just know that if they did that it would be the death of me
For narcissists and arsonists I’ve no apology
Just Lord, don’t let them hang me from that old willow tree

Lord don’t let them draft me into the infantry
I just know that if they did that it’d be the death of me
Oh sticks and stones and IEDs and heavy artillery
Good Lord don’t let them draft me into the infantry

Lord don’t let them send the mounted cavalry
I just know that if they did that it would be the death of me
A thousand men with swords, just think of it my Lord
And don’t let them send the mounted cavalry
Track Name: Colossus of Rhodes
A ship with no anchor is like a love with no name
The best friends who’ve left you, the streets that don’t change
You’re free with out freedom, like a God with no face
It’s bull-whips on slaves backs, it’s always the same

And something better come, from all this blood
Or we’ll be drowned like Colossus of Rhodes

A life with out heart ache, is like a death with no scars
It’s the changing of seasons and guidance from stars
A war without soldiers, is like a job with no pay
She screamed carpe diem, but I ran away

Knee jerk reaction
tip of your toes
The fever you ran in my change of clothes

And it’s the flutter of hear beats, and the smell of the ground
It’s all you’ll be left with, when you hear that sound
Track Name: Gold Leaf and Bone
Tyranny is no relic; Goliath walks among men
However slight or angelic his misdeeds may have been.
Still we think ourselves clever, fighting windmills again
Whom we kill with a feather, whom we kill with a pen.

Ask the judge or the hangman - justice isn't poetic.
It's just the slam of a gavel and some poison synthetic.
In a cannibal climate, let the best savage win
Curse the day when the primate first learned how to sin.

Love grows thicker than briers, and won't let me forget
I know all men as liars who'll admit no regret.
Fallacy is a tower built on gold leaf and bone
Spoken light as a flower with the weight of a stone.

Truth will cut like a scalpel; truth will leave a great scar
Truth will tell all about you to your friends at the bar.
So pick your favorite disaster, and then say it ain't so
That'll make it all better, that is all you need to know.
Track Name: Three Sheets
I must be the most clever bastard I know
I traded my lover for the cold sea foam
You hoist up that anchor and you let the wind blow
And you let that mains'l drop

There's a gold egg in the crow's nest and Polaris is my compass
My first mate I met in a dream
When the full moon is a bull's eye and my bedroom is a pig sty
You'll find me beneath a lilac tree

I'll be three sheets to the wind, boys, I'll be three sheets to the wind
Yes I know, but I want to forget
Cause it's detox and it's retox and it's detox once again
And I ain't seen the worst of it yet

It's three-and-fifty bicycles on a dead man's chest
A house of cards, rest now in peace.
I once was found, but now I'm lost
I was a man, but now I'm a beast.

So I'll paint myself blue and I'll howl at the moon
I'll drink 'til I'm one with the ground
Cause everyone knows, though they act grandiose,
A big bang was the first and last sound
Track Name: Prom Queens and Whip-poor-wills
The highway graveyards are covered tonight
By the light of the bull horn moon

The names on the graves had all worn off
And nobody visits but me

It’s not that they don’t care it’s just hard to remember
That even a prom queen can die

I’m sure at her funeral the senior class cries
Death’s not an easy surprise

It was three whole days before her car was found
The whip-poor-wills sang in the dawn
Track Name: Ice Floes
Those were the days I wondered the future
Those were the days I dreamt of the past
Those were the days when I had no teacher
The days before the die was cast.

This is the night - the fire is dying
an ember still glows, but I'll stoke it no more.
This is the night - the floorboards are sighing
December ice flows through the cracks in the floor.

Winter came quickly, took my breath from me,
hardened my heart, shook me to the core.

Frost heaves and rock salt, ice on the streets,
a message in the snow you left with your feet.
Lover, you left me right where you found me
You left me like the summer, you left me at dawn
Track Name: Tiny Picture Frames
When you were younger you lived for the summer
but now that it's winter and green grass has withered
you've got to keep traveling on, got to find where you went wrong

So pack your things, your insect wings, and don't look back in shame.
I meant to tell you that some things will never change,
and some will never be the same.

And one day we'll miss this, this time that we live in
the photos we hung on the walls in our bedrooms
We've got to keep moving along, got to keep singing that song

So pack your blood before the flood has swept us all away
I wish I could tell you that there was some other way,
but nothing gold can stay.

Can you remember when we took off all our skin,
laughing ecstatic in soft summer static
We've got to get back to that dream, things aren't as hard as they seem

So pack your bones, your sticks and stones and tiny picture frames.
I meant to tell you that some things won't ever change,
and some won't ever be the same.
Track Name: Sky Light Elemental
Storm came in and with it thunder
White fire tore the clouds asunder
If I live or if I die
There will be that lightning sky

When I was a younger man,
plucked a minnow from a can
broke his back to prove my power
and the scales did rain, a silver shower

Air my breath and Fire my spirit,
Earth my body, Water my blood

Fisher cat and lake bird song
It won't be soon, it won't be long
If I die or if I live
I pray that minnow will forgive

In the cool and dying light
the stars will soothe my appetite
Moon it is an archer's bow
The arrows singin', swingin' low

Air my breath and Fire my spirit,
Earth my body, Water my blood

Yellow bottle, yellow smoke
thinking on the bones I broke
whiskey turn your teeth to brown
and "we're all gonna be just dirt in the ground."

Air my breath and Fire my spirit,
Earth my body, Water my blood
Track Name: Slit Wrist Country
I'm turning off my headlights, driving 90 on the free way
Firing my guardian angel on the way
‘Cause you know that I can’t love you
And we both know Gods a liar
I’ll crash my car I’ll prove to you I’ll die

Well I’m gonna write a song for all the slit wrist country singers
We played on the stereo so loud
Cus lately I’ve agreed with every word they’ve said
And lord I can’t stay sober in this town

Well I’m
Turning off my headlights, driving 90 on the free way
Firing my guardian angel on the way
Cus you know that I can’t love you
And we both know Gods a liar
I’ll crash my car and prove to you I’ll die

Well I’m gonna write a song for all my trigger happy friends
And everyone doing drugs in this town
Cus you know that drugs will kill you
But man so will driving cars
I’m gonna take my chances either way