Called to Leave

by Stephen Molyneux

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Called to Leave
Comfort in Things
Work in the City
Towns Burned Down
Born in the Fire
Gutted Gold Mine
Of Ghosts

B
The Sight
Silver Golden Blue
Of Labor
Melville Blake
Lover to Go My Bail
Ghosts of Ghosts

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released June 3, 2013

All songs written and performed by Stephen Molyneux
"Work in the City" written with TJ Richards
recorded at Richland Ballroom; Nashville, TN USA
cover photo by Stephen Molyneux, Ban Na, Laos, 2010
No Kings Record Cadre
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Track Name: Side A
Called to Leave

A blackness from every side
I pulled from the pages
there goes a part of me
I was called to leave
Gravity can pull from the side
She'd become my enemy
she was my only
I was called to leave
Work taking all of my time
there go my wages
not a part of me
I was called to leave
A blackness from every side
She'd become my enemy
she was my only
I was called to leave
Gravity can pull from the side
when stillness is a weight
when motion is a ride
a blackness from every side
She'd become my enemy
she was a part of me
I was called to leave

By what have I e'er been beholden?
not by right
not by law
By what have I e'er been beholden?
not by law

A blackness from every side
She'd become my enemy
she was my only
I was called to leave
Gravity can pull from the side
when stillness is a weight
when motion is a ride
a blackness from every side
She'd become my enemy
she was a part of me
I was called to leave

Comfort in Things

I can take comfort in things
my voice still comes
when I want it to sing
when I want it to sing
My parents are alive
They call for me
They call for me sometimes
sometimes they call
I had my window busted out
but I still have some friends
I can go to now
before I go
if I wanna talk

Work in the City

I moved to your city
I found work to do
I sold my car to a good kid back home
bless their hearts, o my youth
Down in her crumbled belly
I count the heads and wait for you
down in her crumbled belly
I know
O buddy
I've seen
O buddy
From this far away
could be anyone
From this close
you could be anyone

Towns Burned Down

Burn down
all the towns
we've every passed through
as smoke comes rising up
around us in rings
drops fall right through
down from clouds
and we lie there

It's time I went back to my family
I love them, they're good to me

Born in the Fire

I was born in that fire
I was born in that fire
I was born here
and I'll die here
I won't go nowhere else
I was born in that fire
I was born in that fire
Well, we're lovers I guess
but we're strangers at best
no one else can have you
I was born in that fire
I was born in that fire
I was born here
I'll die here
I won't go nowhere else

Gutted Gold Mine

O and it filled my heart
with so much
I long long long
for your warm blood
as on on on
the mountain
as on on on
the mountain
the gutted gold mine
the gutted gold mine
I dig through the rocks
but what will I find
in this gutted gold mine
Track Name: Side B
The Sight

We'll go a' walking
up the muddy river bank
up the railroad tracks
past the water tank
wait a you see
what I've done
wait a you see
what I've done
We'll go and see it
I'll show you the sight
we'll go and see it
we'll go tonight
I killed my pal
my number one
I killed my pal
my number one
I didn't use a knife
I didn't use a gun
I didn't use an ax
or a hammer or
any of those things
I just used my hands
and some gloves
I just used my hands
and some gloves
I just used my hands
We'll go a' walking
up the muddy river bank
up the railroad track
past the water tank
wait a you see what I've done
wait a you see what I've done
I killed my pal
my number one

Silver Golden Blue

Caught a ride on the wind
it was blowing
caught on the coast
the wind was blowing in
carved as a stone
the wind has blown
lit by the moon
silver golden blue

I'd fly up a kite if wind would blow it
I'd fly it by night if wind would blow in
hung as stars from the heights
if wind would blow
lit like the moon
silver golden blue

Batten down the windows
wind is howling high
under tables on the floor
I make for the door
caught a ride on the wind
it was blowing
caught on the coast
the wind was blowing in
carved as a stone
the wind has blown
lit by the moon
silver golden blue

Of Labor

Do you ever fear for dying
I expect it's dearly kind
somehow it never fails
I don't know whether
to weep or to wail

Labor not by love I don't believe it
labor not by love I don't believe

Without a place to sleep and
without a given hand
without the given papers
without the given land

Labor not by love I don't believe it
labor not by love I don't believe

Without food to eat and
without the given hand
and when not making paper
and when not working land

Labor not by love I don't believe it
labor not by love I don't believe

Do you ever fear for dying
I expect it's dearly kind
somehow it never fails
I don't know whether
to weep or to wail

Labor not by love I don't believe it
labor not by love I don't believe

Lover to Go My Bail

Hangman hangman
slack up your rope
I look down the road
there my true love goes
walking onward O
I need a lover to go my bail

Come back O to me
I'd fall down on
I'd fall down on my knees
I will
I need a lover who'll go my bail

Hangman hangman
what is my crime
I didn't do it Momma
it would never cross my mind
Fall down on my knees I will
I need a lover to go my bail

My pockets turned over
not weighing me down
hung over the horizon
wanting for the ground

No lover to go my bail


Ghosts of Ghosts

We give toast to our hosts
ghosts of ghosts
our hearts coil and spring
like wings cross the scene
We've given our most
given our most
almost

Waves are not whim of water
water knows the way

We give toast to our hosts
ghosts of ghosts
our hearts coil and spring
like wings cross the scene
We've given our most
given our most
almost

Baby born
baby what are you crying for

Waves are not whim of water
water knows the way
waves are not whim of water
water knows