1. |
Torch Cricket
01:03
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2. |
You May Never Change
03:01
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Lo, behold!
You're no longer young or old
Nestled in the trees
Wrestling with the leaves
Waiting for the wind to bring you to your knees
Once there was wild in the wilderness
You were a child before your clever whatever-ness
Meanwhile out West
There's a piercing light you fear might be marvelous
You may never change the way you wanted to
I was drunk in the park
For hours after dark
A tired melody
Heard it by the sea
Written by the man I thought I used to be
Then came a crowd
But they came too soon
They wandered around
Until they built this room
They gave me a broom and a chair
And I drew a cartoon that gave the room
a set of stairs
You may never change the way you wanted to
But I wouldn't dream of ever asking you to.
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3. |
Chain Bookstore
02:50
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Sleeping in a chain bookstore
Dreaming about a civil war
How all the brave did fall
I woke up to your call
Left me lying in my bed
Circling birds overhead
I couldn't believe you said
You didn't want me instead
How could I fall so far?
You caught me off my guard
Cutting right to the heart
Fuck all the books and art
Just like old King Kong
Held a golden blonde
I was king on an ancient shore
Who woke up in a chain bookstore
Sleeping in a chain bookstore
Dreaming about a civil war
How all the brave did fall
I woke up to your call
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4. |
Hum Alone Heart
03:12
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You're the bee's knees
I'm a snail in the snow
You're the breeze through the window
I came to get straight, to get loose
Don't I look great
In my new snow white shoes
I wish we could meet
Somewhere else like a mall
Where we could be like anyone at all
Like, "Been so long, my friend. How you been?"
"I'm fine. I'm on fire
I'm ready for the weekend"
My dear, my desire
Can you fit me in?
Don't let walls come between us
We still share a shore. You said it was a dream
The sand on the floor
I brushed off your knee
Like an old rusty dart buried in a bed of leaves
This hum alone heart hides up our sleeve.
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5. |
Drumkit
03:33
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Broke the end off the ending
Broke the bread of beginning
I am a sentimental scientist
Hypothesize what I must have missed
Dust off the drumkit
Aluminum, snare drum, floor tom, kick
We confessed unaware
Got undressed on the wave of a dare
Christened its crest on the carpeted stairs
I was scared of the love in the midst
Twirling its drumsticks
Aluminum, snare drum, floor tom, kick
Threw my sticks in the air
Gave it my all but I just didn't care
Dreamed of a city and the people out there
But the house, would it ever forget
The sound of the drumkit
Meanwhile back on your Dad's couch
Locking lips until someone said "Out!"
Walking back to your Mom's place
Unlit cigarette hung from your face
Love sure turns quick
Aluminum, snare drum, floor tom, kick.
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6. |
Etiquette
01:59
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When your childhood friend hands you his business card
On a Christmas night in your hometown bar
You'll wonder if this life has come a little too far
When he hands you his business card
Take it from his hand and look at the floor
He's more confident than you are
When you're drunk tiptoeing through your childhood home
You can stick it in your bedroom drawer
You can use it as a bookmark so when you see his name
You can laugh about what he became
It can level tables, it can cut cocaine!
Because it's quality stock and wood grain
When your childhood friend hands you his business card
He's still a good guy, he just works too hard
He'll remind you how the universe expands apart
When he hands you his business card.
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7. |
Western Meditation
03:05
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Down in the basement
The season changes
A light bulb might burn out but
We get endless replacements
Here's a fence to jump and a tree to climb
And if and when you fall I'll be here
By your side
So run along!
Find your friends and lovers
And if it all feels wrong, well
Run to me for cover
I hope you love to learn and burn to love
And rise above the Other
I hope there's someone out there worthy of
All you have to offer
And I hope you do not
I hope you do not
I hope you do not suffer.
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Chore Choir Charlottesville, Virginia
Harbor Mines
harbormines.bandcamp.com/releases
Poetry 2023
www.sareview.org/pub/cieeyos8/release/1
Poetry 2021
streetlightmag.com?s=Nate+Braeuer
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