Devotionals

by Hand Grenade Job

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released February 24, 2017

Beck Levy: voice, guitar, autoharp, cello, accordion.
Erin McCarley: voice, bass guitar, tympani, drums, marimba, glockenspiel, various percussion.
Additional guitar on "True Story" and "Rohypnol" by Kyle Gilbride.
Recorded & engineered by Kyle Gilbride/ Wherever Audio.
Mixed by Kris Hilbert/Legitimate Business.

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Track Name: Devout Crowd
You cannot hear the voices from outside. Only a murmur or a hum. Like a devout crowd on its knees.
Track Name: Wildfire
Like a western wildfire, accidents waiting to transpire. Your sick world grieves without meaning. When you died I started healing. Watch birds build nests from trash. Mothers try to make filth into milk. Tired and unfulfilled.

Who will forgive your beautiful children? And what are they worth? The body remembers, and so does the dirt. (This will not do.)
Track Name: New Year
Gonna feed on love until I find the taste.
My friends won't let me change.
I try to crawl away.
Train delay, rain delay,

It's New Year's Day.
It's all the same.
You're on parade.
While I'm cleaning up.

Gonna feed on love until I find the taste.
My friends won't let me change.
I try to crawl away.
Train delay, rain delay,

It's New Year's Day.
It's all the same.
You're on parade.
New Year's Day,
Habits don't change.
You're still the same.
And I'm cleaning up.
Track Name: Buffalo 66
I eclipse you in a strip
From a photobooth:
Black and white
I look at it and I draw you.

In my drawing it's confusing, appears different:
You're farther away but even more eclipsed.

Draw myself with simple lines
And bold highlights.
You are scrawled,
But i got your neck more or less right.

I'll omit the context,
Omit your name,
Omit the year,
Say that I changed.

In my version our eyes are more direct,
In real life they were looking above the lens,

I omit the background,
Omit our hair,
Omit your chest,
But leave my hand there.

On that night before the first flash
Look formal, I said.
Sat on your lap
And we made our eyes pretend.

We look like our dead relatives: it makes me feel sick.
You're further from me and you're even more eclipsed.
Track Name: Jupiter
Her blood is hot.
Mine is boiling.
I'm scared to touch.

She treated me more like a hurt dog than a human.

With matching permanent bracelets–
Pink parallel lines–
She is even more than me.
She is using all the time.

She treated me more like a hurt dog than a human.
More like a disease than a human.
That's all I'll ever be.
Track Name: The Name
You said yours was made of ice.
I believe it's made of air.
Found where I was looking for,
Not what I expected there.

Every day I say your name.
Try to say the right name.
Every day the same name.
Every day I say your name.

Oh...
Track Name: July
Stretching out and wearing thin.
Coming home to swell again.
I didn't like who I was when I was here:
Running on adrenaline.

Trust in space.
Devotion keeps us sane.
Arming teenage girls,
And taking his knives away.

When did I become a flower soaked in gasoline?
Everyone who knows me owns a piece of me.
Don't be reckless. I've got no defenses.
Don't go write any songs about me.

Trust in space.
Devotion keeps us sane.
Arming teenage girls,
And taking his knives away.

There's only you and me,
Pulling up the drowning.
Pull her up: fistful of wet hair.
O it feels good to face the morning!

Trust in space.
Devotion keeps us sane.
Arming teenage girls,
And taking his knives away.

Trust in space.
Track Name: The True Story of the Monster of the Potomac
Sligo Creek is filmed over and green. The air is wet and heavy. The door of Sarah's house says "friendship is a sheltering tree." The only home I'll ever know. Never let me go. If you come back to DC, I'll take you for a ride on Beach Drive. We'll swim in the river, hold each other underwater, just like in a dream. The only home I'll ever know, never let me go.

Lead in the water. Heavy in my blood. Ripcurrents in the river, pray to suck me under. I hope I'm drowned forever. For what I am more than what I've done. I hope they call me the monster of the Potomac, and swimming young lovers feel me winding round their ankles, down in the muck, my hair strangely wet, somewhere between water and slime, pulling them under, all of the time.

Sligo Creek is filmed over and green. Please don't let go of me.
Track Name: Rohypnol
I like the mornings best. Your calm substancelessness. I don't demand acknowledgment. I don't require eye contact. The space your vacancy starts only feeds my perfect heart. How quick the slip into unconsciousness. How seamlessly I cede. The greatest insult the false reverence with which you handle me. Leaves on trees gone. The space your vacancy carves only feeds my perfect heart.
Track Name: The Way Falls Apart
Everything behind undone. Everything behind undone. Each next breath a mystery. The Way falls apart as I walk. The Way falls apart as I walk.