Amaranthine

by Claire Morales

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1.
Prettier 02:57
If I put in my time as a servant I know that there will be Something lovely and fine at the end of the line Of this train barreling straight into me With it's daily grinding oh it's motion Raging ceaselessly An impossible speed all we humans must heed Causeless force reigning in over these earthly boundaries But rise up and bow down and hold out I want something prettier with honor It's in you But I've got something awful in me too Oh won't you purge it out purge it out Oh a terrible era upon us Sprit's famine at the peak And though I am impure all the teachings endure Little apertures shining their lights right at me And I'm trying my best to be patient And to ease these hurried breaths Which quaver and shake every prayer awakening All of the horrors I've endured Only waiting for an ending to this war Between mind and body like rival ant colonies Raging through land and through sky I want something prettier with honor I wanna have it I don't have it give me Something get under my skin and deliver me Oh purge it out evils out
2.
Lie I Love 04:27
You are a lie I love Shimmering light Galitea right there gems and jewels in your hair How I want you I write it down The grandness that I lack I am reaching for meaning But I've seen it all fall And in short I was afraid It is a lie I love And in this newest dawn Where so many things are left We are ready to burst Yes the wave's yet to crest We are on the cusp We have nearly woken up We will wake soon enough Lie I love Lie I love You're a lie I love Lie I love Lie I love You're a lie I love
3.
Hemlock 02:53
You with a lier you can't play Feeble shepherd at your gate While the lions taunt your flock You lie in wait Oh but you move me yes you do I can feel you winding through Beneath the threads beneath my skin Molten metal boiling blood Oh I can be patient yes I can I can bury it a while now And in the spring when the hemlock peaks its way out You will be gone Verse II: You are the chalk against the slate The thistles waiting at the gate Clinging to the skin of every movement It's hard to fathom hard to stand How you poison your own hand If only to extend it in a wave Over all I dream I dream of it yes I do Fallout far from you below the ground And if I finally dig my way out you will be gone Ah I can be patient yes I can I can bury it a while now And in the spring when the hemlock peaks its way out You will be gone AHHH!
4.
Swarm 03:00
I could see in vivid dreams The end of my breath hidden in every moment Sweet machine dynasty Made to expire I could feel the spinning reel Film wasting out moving out at the credits Static screen that goes between Caps of white, black shards and white Swarm swarm Keep our bodies warm hold down some structure Metal heart hearth Such odd thought I happen upon keep it in keep it down get it gone for when the Morning comes It's getting me quietly Ground moves around and revolves feigning stasis Hurling forth the days are short And winter sinks down It's little things gas lighting Moths' beating wings getting dense in the background Voices that overlap And beg to be heard over the thunder Swarm swarm Keep our bodies warm hold down some structure Metal heart hearth Such odd thought I happen upon keep it in keep it down get it gone for when the Morning comes Keep our bodies warm hold down some structure Metal heart hearth Such odd thought I happen upon Keep it in keep it down get it gone for when the Morning comes
5.
Caravan 04:01
The blood in my arteries is already running cold Lift my fledgling's body and carry it sound over our golden threshold Oh I will pass I will go The summer sears upon us, it's easier to lay than to stand Listless scorched up fauna I am lost in the heat, mind trailing off in the sun Caste in the desert and up on a throne In my caravan caravan Lifts one Over this stint of land Feet not Grazing a grain of sand Sahara Furious and grand Death or splendor From the date trees, the oases, I watch them fade in and drift out I am lonesome and though he's made of me a goddess on earth I often wonder if it's worth All the bother I have seen them grunting heaving, pushing stones up with their backs For our tower so unbelievably edifying it's worth all the toil and blood Draining to lift some artifice up In my caravan caravan Lifts one Over this stint of land Feet not Grazing a grain of sand Sahara Furious and grand Death or splendor at the raise of a Hand Hand Hand At my hand
6.
You were my beautiful bride You were divine honey and wine You were spring and summertime Both have gone oh they have passed Flown with the wind I can't begin I wake only to collapse Oh where did it go? Love was flooding like a water Now that water's getting low I cannot drink enough Honey I know what you did I saw it all watched the letters unfold From the shelves of our old home Thought you could hide it for me Flood it away sink it in the bay What a fool I must have been Oh where to go? Love was a drip left a water I want to drown below I can't sink into you The things you said The way your eyes looked past mine How you loathed me so I didn't know You could take back The days we made They do erase LIke all things go And all things go Oh where do they go? Love was flooding like a water Now that water's getting low The water's getting low The water's getting low
7.
We were such serious young things Refuges beneath the shrubs, keeping low Wanting not a thing Like dusting carpets in the sun, resin of, wonder of A paradisal glow, our sober eyes a bloodied nose Running for the door I drive around the town where we learned to speak Streets that were eons more years before I remember Ice cream cones the vastest lawns swimming pools Settings for our grandiose pursuits How we rated everything from one to ten White and black and all unfilled Growth spurt my aching joints, pressure points, shrinking clothes Transcend a thousand marked lines, on the door I was taller every time How we rated everything from one to ten White and black and all undone
8.
Close to Me 04:11
I'm feeling it A bit too much your every touch A bomb a bomb a bomb I'm watching from Outside the glass Night time rolling past I'm numb and numb and dumb Blow out the sparks There was some wish I don't remember it Just now just now just now I don't Want to be This close to me Sometimes I can't feel at all I once was so Alive Waiting here Behind the door Watching for Your steps your steps your steps I see it here from Years ago How don't you know How wonderful you were? I don't Want to be This close to me Sometimes I can feel it all I once was so Alive
9.
And your fire's alive Burning funeral pyre For a living ghost I know I see every once in a while Not any longer and never before Like a shadow in the hallway Fading crack along the door Ghost that goes between Here and no more Box It up Pretend It can be contained "Sentimental" scrolled out To mark your place So you don't lose trace You've make up the story Your own narrative To keep yourself together To suggest some greater hand With your Trail of long gone ones Caged in white walls Captured in the moment Captive enthralled Box It up Pretend It can be contained "Sentimental" scrolled out To mark your place So you don't lose trace So you don't lose trace So you don't lose trace So you don't lose trace So you don't lose trace So you don't lose trace
10.
Perfume 05:57
Fleeing from this Years are coming at me Miles too fast My old worship Seizing out of the ground In rows straight and long Thought it was gone I don't need this ever-changing High getting low Where Where to go? I was sure I could not be swayed Blinded daily What is saving this Wish some might was mine Light and heavy coming at me You were not much if you were at all If I knew then what I know now I never would've let you come around With all your words your trappings Cloying, heavy, perfume Oh its smoking Held by nothing at all Was only holding my breath down Pulling under All asunder No precedent or future to keep track First glance Kept as an icon on my back If I knew then What I know now I never would have let you come around To dim my doorway To drink me up like wine I have known so many deaths While you were gone More and more Even before I knew what was up With everyone And love how I would drown for hours in that heavy perfume You're a bad bad bad bad bad bad bad Bad man There were words we spoke I wish I didn't know There were times that trickled out like mollasses warm and slow Wish I could burn every hour Like so many cigarettes But it's a windy night And they're hard to light

about

The debut album from Claire Morales.

Praise for Amaranthine:
"Dreamy, melodic, indie-folk rocker Claire Morales has delivered a mind-blowing album, Amaranthine, that will leave you wishing there were more than 10 tracks. The very title of the album gives the listener an idea of what they are in for, as the definition of amaranthine is everlasting, eternally beautiful and unfading. Morales’ vocals and lyrics evoke the kind of longing that leaves one remembering unrequited love and working through what it means to be human, to be an individual in a world filled with both beauty and pain.

"Morales’ songs each tell a story, and while that can be said of most music, what stands out about this album is her ability to draw the listener in with the lush vibrancy of her voice. There is an almost 60s-like feel to the way that Morales’ vocals and guitar work blend with Ryan Williams’ bass and Russ Connell’s drum work...There is a hazy element to the album reminiscent of being somewhere between dream land and being awake...in those first moments when one does not want to wake up just yet for fear of losing the beauty of the dream." - Ft. Worth TX Magazine

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released February 21, 2015

Recorded and mastered at Civil Recording by Michael Briggs

Claire Morales - vocals, acoustic and electric guitar, harmonica, lyrics
Ryan Williams - upright and electric bass
Russ Connell - drums
Ryan Becker - lead guitar

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New album All That Wanting out June 29th 2018!

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