I been singing for so long.
I go from door to door
but it ain’t the song I’m singin for.
I’ve painted every town. The colors
I ignore. No it ain’t the change I’m
lookin for.
Mouth of the river, spit out the sea.
Shake the heads of time.
Turnin the century.
I been fishin off the dock.
Every beach and every brook.
And it felt the same without the hook.
I been humbled by the maker.
I been given all I gave and I
don’t expect, no I ain’t askin
to be saved.
I found the combination, I’ve got the
key. Standin at the door, turnin the
century. Mouth of the river, spit out
the sea. Stand for something more.
Uncommon courtesy.
Recorded at home, Six Organs of Admittance's 21st album upholds Ben Chasny's reputation for experimental psych-folk excellence. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024