Driftless Music Sampler Vol. 1

by Driftless Music

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A compilation of new music from Driftless Music Artists. Visit www.driftlessmusic.com for more info.

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released 19 February 2010
Tracks 1 & 2 Copyright 2010 The Brilliant Beast / Passing Strange Records / Driftless Music
Tracks 3 & 4 Copyright 2010 Brahman Shaman / Ghost in my House Records.
Tracks 5 & 6 Copyright 2010 Michelle Lynn Music
Tracks 7 & 8 Copyright 2010 Kasey McKee / Passing Strange Records.
Tracks 9 & 10 Copyright 2010 Imaginary Jack.

All Songs used with written permission from the artists. All Rights Reserved.

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Track Name: The Brilliant Beast - Man That You Love
Sitting on the staircase

Of a rusty metal fire escape

With tears streaming out from your eyes

You thought about your true love

And what he must be made of

To leave such a sweet girl behind

So dry your eyes and sing along

To the lyrics of your favorite song

Because the man that you love is gone

All the birds on the railing

Remind you of your sailing

Tossing on the echoes of the sea

Well you thought you found dry land

In the arms of your man

But now you found kingdom come

Falling, yes he is falling, but he ain’t calling you back again,

Oh, falling, yes he has fallen, for your best friend!

You’re pulling out your hair

And I don’t think that it’s fair

To say this a second time

But when you open your heart

Some day it will fall apart

He was a good man, but now he’s gone

So dry your eyes and stand up strong

Because you were right all along

And the man that you love is gone

Yeah the man that you love is gone
Track Name: The Brilliant Beast - Serpent's Tongue
Poor old mother sitting in a chair

Dragging the comb through her daughter’s hair

She said “I want you to grow up, I want you to have fun,

But just beware of that Serpent’s tongue!

She said I’ve done my traveling, I’ve seen my sights

And I’ve seen the darkness that creeps in at night

He slithers in to meet you and he talks so sweet

And many a poor girl hangs from his tree.

Yes the sweetest fruit is always close at hand

But it’s always more tender just across the land

So take a train or take a plane, take an automobile

Take any way you can just to taste a fruit so real.

He’ll get you when you’re tired, he’ll get you when you’re cold

He’ll curl up right beside you, shimmering scales of gold

And every word he whispers will make you feel so right

And that’s when he turns around and wraps you up so tight.

I’ve seen it all around me as I go from town to town

Everywhere the serpent goes the bodies fill the ground

And if you don’t believe me then look no further dear

For I was a young girl too when the serpent caught my ear

He promised me perfection, he promised me delight

He promised everything he had, I almost took that bite

But then I remembered what my mother said to me

She said, “Don’t be the next girl to hang from his tree!”
Track Name: Michelle Lynn - Multiverse
If I am nothing more than some animated matter
Why pick me apart lets put this thing together
Nobody sees every side to anybody
Around here we try with chemistry with symmetry
Our language speaks it’s energy
When I think of it does it think in me
Are we creating or revealing

Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor
Our minds created to explore

Its coming through us in leaps and bounds
When I don’t open up it shuts me down
Examination at the medicine wheel
Free association vivid detail
How close to close is close enough
We make our love but why make it about us

Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor
Our minds created to explore

If I am nothing more than some chemical reactions
Push my buttons lets see what happens

Can experiments read the mind of god
The god of your choice in an equation
And with a theory of everything
Would there be exploring or exploiting
How many shades of grey will we need
To paint a psychedelic picture merging these frames of mind
Where memories bleed in black and white show me an inbetween

Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
I’m having that dream where we go without sleep
I seep through your pores every open door
Gets me out of my head and back into yours
Where the world is a metaphor and nothing more

Shhhh don’t interrupt my cell cycles with the toxic and artificial
The invisible divisible atom is at our disposal
As we discard modern discipline cuz it looks like eventual ruin
Can I embrace your compassion effortless effort in every motion
Stream of consciousness drain the life out of me
Track Name: Michelle Lynn - Changes in Venus
They put me in a box so I can corner you
Corner me when you need a change in view
Our bodies like prison glass they let us see through
You’ll slip me something good won’t you
I don’t need anything anymore except space
A little more room for a new fall from grace
I see a little of myself in your face
Can you walk by a mirror without looking at yourself sideways

Maybe in us we see changes in Venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves again us

Why would I want to stick out if I am stuck
It gets me down we get so hung up
Inside the petty and frivolous
all drama climaxes into a mind fuck

Maybe in us we see changes in venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves against us
Following phases mixed with the solar system

Why use self-destructive self-medication
To numb the excess in this civilization
Now self-deprivation is used like confidence
And cat-calls confused as compliments

Maybe in us we see changes in Venus
Sister why must they pit ourselves against us
Following phases mixed with the solar system

It would be oh so easy to sit and play along
In a play where it’s our part to play dead or play dumb
But I prefer the examples of women
Who dream the thoughts of history
With one eye open