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Prodigal
03:58
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Brother Danny was a fisher of men
He cast his jigs across the Arkansas sands
Hooked a line on his finger and he played in the band
Every Sunday and we said Amen
You had your guitar on your lap on the banks
Had your strings tangled up in the trees
You wrote me a letter and explained it all to me
You said a brother is a promise that you keep
When your father is a son of god
And you are the son of the son
A brother is a brother and to doubt
It is a creek you have to cross
Like the Prodigal who never left at all
I sat down in the corner at the drums
We opened up together in accord
I saw tears in your eyes when the spirit hit the floor
I didn’t like it but you didn’t know what for
And after lunch you asked me if I still believed
In a spirit that would never come to me
You asked me what it was like on the far side of the creek
I told the truth, sometimes it gets lonely
When your father is a son of god
And you are the son of the son
A brother is a brother and to doubt it
Is a creek you have to cross
And when your spirit leaves your body like a fog
And you’re left on the banks all alone
A friend is a brother and to doubt
It is a creek you have to cross
Like the Prodigal who never left at all
That summer was the last time we spoke
I was shaking when you called me on the phone
You told me you were moving but you’d be back in the fall
Twenty years later and I finally get the call
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Trampoline
02:42
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We were jumping on the trampoline
In the backyard in the pale green street lamp lights
Our socks were caked in dirt and the broken fall leaves
We were dancing like we’d danced a thousand times
And when you came down you were flying like a bird
High above the trees like it was the rapture
Then I saw Christ hanging out in the garden
Picking ripe tomatoes
He took my hand in his hand and led me into the house
He made me a sandwich and asked if I was thirsty
When you woke up you were on the sofa all alone
So you turned on the TV like nothing ever happened
Like nothing ever happened
And now some days I have to ask myself
If anything is real when I think of that day
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Tongues
03:25
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I’m sleeping on the couch, hear you call my name
When I ask you what you want you don’t hear me say
Is it the way I talk? Is it the way I talk?
I walk to the kitchen, pour a cup of tea
I see you playing cards with the King of Kings
But ya’ll don’t look at me
I say to play the Queen
Out in the garden I can see your brother
I say come inside, it’s past time for supper
It’s getting cold, it’s sitting on the stove
And there it is again I hear you call my name
But every time I answer you got nothing to say
I sit down to play
I draw a pair of eights
I dress myself for church in my finest things
Makeup and hair but not my wedding ring
I leave it in the drawer, don’t need it anymore
I always drive fast I can’t wait to die
Lord I’m a coming, see you in the sky
I’m ready to fly, don’t need to say goodbye
I’m ready to fly
Don’t need to say goodbye
I’m ready to fly
Don’t need to say goodbye
I feel it coming like the shadow of a thief
When Brother Danny finally lays his hands on me
And I start to talk the way they all talk
Everybody shouts and everybody cries
Everybody lives and everybody dies
No matter what we say
Not matter how we pray
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Wind
04:25
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I wade out across the creek
Through the pines I follow the trail I see
Tearing up old magazines
I start a fire and watch the flames flicker in green
I am the wind
I am the storm
I am the clouds that take their time to slowly form
I am the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
I am the song inside the song inside the heart
As I look back across the banks
I see the shape of the skin of the snake
And I remember the sound you make
When you run your fingers slow across your nervous face
You are the wind
You are the storm
You are the clouds that take their time to slowly form
You are the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
You are the song inside the song inside the heart
What is this nature that I must solve?
What’s the question, I’m so sorry I forgot?
We are the wind
We are the storm
We are the clouds that take their time to slowly form
We are the beast, the bird, the beating restless drum
We are the song inside the song inside the heart
We are the song inside the song inside the heart
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Love
02:18
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I’ve got love in my pocket
I’ve got some love in the bank
I’ve been working hard to make more love
Some love that I can save
‘Cause if my love is currency
I want to give it all away
Wake up early punch my card,
Get some overtime each day
I want to make more love
I want to make more love
I’ve got some love buried out in the yard
I’ve got some love in magazines
I’ve got love hidden in all my books
I’ve some some love under the sink
Cause if my love is currency
I want to store it all away
Let you find it randomly in the middle of the day
I want to make more love
I want to make more love
I want to make more love
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Inheritance
01:14
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Gravy
03:49
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We walk the fields
And I keep one hand in my pocket
Thumbing the shotgun shells
I’m always trying to watch my step
We hide in the trees
Load our guns and fix ourselves
And you ask me if I’m ready
Like Brother Danny on Easter morning
I want to go back to my room
I want to go back and I want to take you
I want to go back
I want to go back home
The sun comes in the East
And the dove enters the scene
To an orchestra of shotguns
The father and the son
And my ear starts to ring
When you ask me where I’m going
Just like Brother Danny
At church every Sunday morning
I want to go back to my room
I want to go back and I want to take you
I want to go back to my room
I want to go back and I want to take you
I want to go back
I want to go back home
That night in the dark
I watch my mother take out the dove’s heart
And cover it with gravy
In a skillet alone at the stove
And when we say grace
We thank the father for the food on our plates
And we all say Amen
Like we’ve got nothing more to say
I want to go back to my room
I want to go back and I want to take you
I want to go back to my room
I want to go back and I want to take you
I want to go back
I want to go back home
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8. |
Parable
04:49
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On the day my brother leaves
I am the dove that’s lost its wing
I’m flying in circles in my mind
And my heart skips every other beat
My heart skips every other beat
And my hope is that we all know what this means
I don’t pour milk over my tea
I drink it bitter now, never sweet
How can we leave the past behind
If we keep staring out this window at the street
If we keep staring out this window at the street
And my hope is that we all know what this means
And on the day he comes back home
My father will weep and hold him close
He’ll set the table and fan the smoke
Fire up the grill like he used to every night
Call up the neighbors and say we’re doing fine
Tell ‘em that everyone’s invited to come inside
And my hope is that we all know
My hope is that we all know
My hope is that we all know what this means
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Certainty
03:39
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I watch you take your toolbox from the bed of your truck
I watch you searching for something you know’s under the hood
I know you know a thing or two about how everything works
And I wish I had
How I wish I had your certainty
I pick the past apart and somehow always lose my place
I try to piece it back but everytime I do it breaks
I thought I knew a thing or two about how everything works
But I don’t know sh..
No, I don’t know sh..
No, I don’t know sh..
About certainty
About certainty
About certainty
About certainty
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10. |
Shiloh
02:47
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I wake up to the smell of kerosene
Mammaw lights a lantern for the light
I’m on her couch I haven’t slept in days
Something is wrong but I don’t know what it is
Something is wrong but I don’t know what it is
I smell the coffee and the Christmas tree
Big star is falling somewhere over Galilee
I wrap my body in her softest quilt
I touch my hair and hide my face
I touch my hair and hide my face
Oh! Shiloh
Oh! Shiloh
Oh! Shiloh
When will this temple fall?
When will this temple fall?
When will this temple fall?
I wake up to the smell of kerosene
Mammaw lights a lantern for the light
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11. |
Americano
04:20
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I was left behind
Waiting in line for coffee at The Common Grounds
When my barista, she disappeared
I helped myself to an Americano
Did you see me as you were looking down
Staring at the clouds, when I burned my mouth?
A stranger walked in, asked if I work here
I said I guess that I do now
He asked what’s good here
And I said it’s all good ‘cause today everything is on the house
And did you see me as you were looking down
Staring at the clouds, when I burned my mouth?
I burned my mouth.
And did you see me as you were looking down
As I emptied out your tip jar
And swept the floor
And locked the door?
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Andrew Bryant Mississippi
Andrew Bryant is a singer/songwriter and founding member of Water Liars. He lives and works in Oxford, MS.
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