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Big Bright Moon
03:52
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big bright moon
it’s a big bright moon
I would wear it round my neck
like a silver locket filled
with stone and hair that my lover kept
as near as heaven seemed
it was here that heaven stood
like that big bright moon
big bright big bright moon
I bent but I never broke
never closed my eyes to kiss her hand
and I never let her walk me off
the cliff into her wondrous land
she’s gone for good
I don’t know why I feel so bad
it’s that big bright moon
big bright moon tell me what I had
tell me now what it was back then
I don’t remember what I felt
was I really hard as obsidian
and was that anybody’s fault
tell me now what it was back then
I don’t know what to think or say
on the deep the drunken man
on the bateau ivre starts to sway
we were sweet in summer’s hands
might have thought we’d stay forever green
you see the hammock it barely swung
yet I could sense how much that moment did mean
brilliant as light
she smiled on everyone
like that big bright moon
big bright big bright moon
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Sleep Alone Tonight
05:30
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sleep alone tonight
I can lead myself to water
it don’t mean that I will drink
smoke and scribble all around me
dirty dishes in the sink
and I try so hard to feel right
wake up with the sun
I wanna sleep alone tonight
you told me all your troubles
hey I brought them to you
then I watched your face go cubist
drip off in sheets of blue
and I try so hard…
there’s nothing in the fields
the corn is on its knees
takes the crows a half a minute
to take what the hailstorm leaves
and I wish I had that fervour
here in my outstretched arms
I wanna sleep alone tonight
I’ll kiss you once and gently
then I’ll ask you to leave
I’ll kneel and kiss your precious hands
count the veins in the fallen leaf
and I try so hard…
I can lead myself to water
that don’t mean that I will drink
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Convertible Kind
04:19
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Convertible Kind
I’m looking for a girl named diamond in the rough
some little thing who thinks that sugar ain’t enough
takes a spoonful of salt with her bread
calls me on over to polish off her edge
oh where can she be
and when will she come to me
I’m looking for a girl named gimme champagne
she’s satisfied to sate her thirst on a little bit of rain
she don’t need a dozen sips
that girl just needs to wet her lips
oh where can she be
and when will she come to me
I don’t care what walk she walks
I don’t care what talk she talks
as long as she lets me know
when I’m named boyfriend on her block
I’m looking for a girl named angel in the snow
she shivers when she’s bad when she’s shining down below
and that heavenly music begins
when she spreads her heavenly wings
oh where can she be
and when will she come to me
I’m looking for a little girl you know the convertible kind
she puts her top down make it summer anytime
you feel that cool breeze go by
we’re speeding up to cross over state lines
oh where can she be
and when will she come to me
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In Love Again
03:38
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(think we’re) in love again
look at the stars up above
they are no one else’s stars
they watch us making love
and the birds will sing
when it’s morning again
and they think that we’re in love again
you know the way the pale heart sings
so mournfully ‘til suddenly
it finds its wings
flies from branch to branch
to celebrate a second chance
thinks that we’re in love again
what a little mystery you’ve become
your canvas is a dozen shades of blue
and where sweet mystery did you come from
where do you go when you slip from view
on this cool night come lie with me
where shadow and moonlight
weave in harmony
and remember back when
it was all before remembering
and think that we’re in love again
don’t you think that we’re in love again
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5. |
Nothing I Can Do
05:07
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nothing I can do
you love your mama and your papa
you love your sister too
you used to love me like the stars above
now there’s nothing that says you still do
and all of the snow and all of the sun
and all the wild places we haven’t been to
still blow and burn shiver and mourn
they tell me there’s nothing I can do
you love piano the old time hymns
I can see it in the grace of your hands
you love big dogs you love big oak trees
and every little gift that each new day sends
and all of the snow…
my love grew up where roses grow
where roses grow tangled in the hedge
my love she go to another heart
and thorns are all that are left
and all of the snow…
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Chasing After Bert
03:15
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In the Heather
04:15
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in the heather
I used to walk in the heather
counting the crows on the line
counting back days when I first met her
and wishing that she were still mine
keep on walking and don’t look back
to where the city’s in flames
believe there’s water just over the hill
and flowers that bloom from her name
roll me over and rock me to sleep
I pray my mind my memories keep
if I should lie about any heartbeat...
you sing at the speed of sound
you see at the speed of light
you can step as slow as you’re bound to
you still pass through the night
roll me over…
I used to walk in the heather
combing out my long hair
hoping one day I’d forgive her
now I’m just glad she’s there
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Sick at the Heart
06:04
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sick at the heart
sick at the heart
and I don’t know what to do about it
ferris wheel got pretty lights
I got rusted quarters in my pocket
and she stands at my right hand
like cotton candy
sick at the heart
I can’t look at the roses
I see them torn from the earth and bleeding
locust in the wheat field knows
from birth we are starved for bread and blessing
when the lights grow dim
we begin to learn our lesson
sick at the heart
nothing adds to one hundred
they should have used ray charles’ piano for his casket
all the drunken masters
smear sienna ochre and umber on canvas
the jug is cracked
the light is jagged and refracted
sick at the heart
sick at the heart
I said it once it was so easy I say it once again now
bang the pipes at midnight
why won’t the gods just let us sleep ah just keep the noise down
I write these words to cross them out
and forget ‘em
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Waiting on Your Love
04:19
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Waiting on Your Love
I wake at the crack and the creak and the least of sounds
hammer my heart shut and hope the dark will take us down
it’s not that I’m alone
I am not alone
only sometimes I think I was made to wear that crown
cause I’m a broken nail and a tale of treachery
a stroke of lightning and a kite caught in a tree
a fine knife edge a madman on the ledge
the lover looking for the lover looking for me
still waiting on
waiting on your love
I’m still waiting on
waiting on your love
I’m a Calder junkyard sculpture draped in skin
totaled sum of all the people I have been
and if I forget a night a name
the noises she made when she came
I’ll remember in the right light right wind
won’t you lead me won’t you lead me to your door
see I’ve been there so many times before
with a loosened belt a shining emerald ring
raven round my neck with a radiant wing
still waiting on…
those birds that you sent singing: let me in
they tap on the glass sing: let me tell you where I been
past rooms where the nearly-buried howl the newly-coupled moan
we’re all just looking for a home on the head of a pin
it’s been so long so very long
been so long so very very very long
now I'm a half an ounce of habit from your doorstep
a fool as I paper-cut my heart on song
still waiting…
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10. |
All Go Blind
03:43
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all go blind
never met a dead man that I didn’t like
is what they heard old jimmy say before he axed the lover of his ex-wife
it was a voice inside a bottle it was a crocodile twitch
now Christmas time’s a’comin’ I’m gonna write me up a list
I’m gonna write me up a list
if g-d were made of snow then the sun would never shine
he’d keep it cold it’s His world it isn’t yours it isn’t mine
if g-d were made of sunlight then we would all go blind
we would all go blind
a guy I know used to quote rimbaud and keats and cats like corso
in his eyes so dark the young girls would park their diaphanous souls
he had a storm of hair and a fortune there of rhyme and damp intention
now he breaks his knees on the marble of st dorian’s reflection
st dorian’s reflection
if g-d were...
cherry wrote runes of poetry when she wasn’t crying
when she wasn’t up on rooftops insisting she should be flying
she wrote a few deep lines once now they’re scars upon her arms
her mind goes up and down that ladder into and out of arm
back into harm
if g-d were...
g-d’s up in his parlour, says 'I gotta take another call
from another wounded mortal just heading for a fall
with another squalled request to clutter up My sky
barbed wire breath complaining how white water has gone by'
white water has gone by
if g-d were...
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Echo
04:40
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echo
okay I’ll be quiet I won’t say a word
anyway anything I say is something you’ve already heard
alright I’ll be quiet I’ll be a good little boy
there’s a bare branch wants my leaf and thread so you don’t want my joy
I won’t share my joy
he who dies last dies with the most stories to tell
you die with your boots on you can get away fast at the final bell
all around my window the dark calls so clearly
gonna keep my little light gonna keep it here with me
I won’t share my joy
I won’t share my joy with any flickering candle wick
I won’t beg you to listen that won’t make this beauty stick
I said I would be quiet now here’s where this path has led
you wanna feel the sunlight step in to my garden bed
kind of a resolute calm kind of a stickman grin
I kind of know what’s going on I’m sorry ‘bout your broken wing
you say apples and oranges I say delicious tangerine
I see you haven’t got the time for all the things my hands have seen
I won’t share my joy
though my mouth may fill with bees my heart be a knot of asps
I will not speak a single one I only speak when I am asked
I said I would be quiet I mean what I say
credo of the echo is live to sing another day
okay I’ll be… I won’t say…
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Noah Zacharin Madoc, Ontario
Zacharin writes and performs as if his life depends on it. Multi-genre, versatile guitar man; literate writer (parallel life as poet and translator with extensive international publication in prestigious journals, anthologies, etc.). Zacharin wishes to move you, that's all... ... more
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