He came back arched walking,
down among the real,
Chased by shadow's fingers,
As I ran across the field.
Hoping hat I'd catch her as she fell among the weeds,
And we'd carry the little dance of death that we'd agreed.
Now my body's broken,
I own you.
Lily-livered lessons learned a day too late,
As all at once the stars of love
Collapse to holes of hate.
Holding tightly to the chains around our hearts,
They're pulling us together as we try to fall apart.
Now my body's broken,
I own you.
I own you. Yaddle and dah do dah, yaddle and dah do dah.
credits
from The Eggshell Years,
released March 25, 2013
Guitar, vocals, wine glasses: Barney Bodoano
Sweet harmonies & strummed melodies; the duo delve into decades-old folk, jazz, and country to find a timeless kind of love and connection. Bandcamp New & Notable May 23, 2018
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020