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Fey Moth

by Fey Moth

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1.
A Gift 04:44
This weed came up in the desert Out of the rocks, born on a cold night Fragile and heroic A thorny little thing, aching towards the light My roots dug down clutching stones I stretched my branches and sunned my leaves My core grew stronger, thank you Despite the restlessness awakened in me The rocks will talk if you listen They want to play, be held, and be seen They litter our page with stars and crossroads More whole if we follow their lead I came to a sudden juncture Laid bare, all normalcy stripped away A quiet burning descended upon me I met myself, I wanted to play There is no way to describe It is mythic and outside of time Blown open, exposed, exhausted I come away charged with life Spontaneous sacrifice Darkness and new light Virtuous deviance From the bland perfection of former times Some awe, some fear Both understood and unknown (reckless control) The left hand and the right Fully intertwined I became part of a crystalline cluster Clinging to our-self in that strange and beautiful way Growing in and out in all directions An unassuming straggler wanting to play Vulnerable and safe Oh to be among the stones And find another sort of home To ride inside a massive wave The bravery astounds me This gray is where things begin Where things refuse to stay the same Where tended weeds Grow fierce and tame It was a gift I’m glad I came There is no way to describe It is mythic and outside of time Blown open, exposed, exhausted I come away charged with life Not knowing who I am Not caring I am so glad I came It was a gift
2.
Tangled 03:50
Set in motion in another time Bound, bred-in-the-bone, it sedated my mind I tried to guide it, then decided I’d be better off To ride it blind To be tangled Dangled off the edge Don’t work too hard unless it’s worthy, dirty, and sound Unless it stirs the heart or sends you down Go ahead keep striving, driving for comfort But it won’t stay found To be tangled, dangled over the edge Knotted, besotted Impurified by this, it’s bliss To be tangled I’m in a story, that’s a fun place to be Full of doubt and wild uncertainty The plot just thickened, our hearts quickened As we tunneled down to than the beast Who unfettered the raging sea To be tangled . . . I like the calmness of the sun But here I am, biting my lip, waiting for lightening to come Chewing rocks, tying socks into a chain Eager, fevered, to climb down and meet the beast again
3.
What happened Did you grow frightened of the height Crawl back down into the undertow of safety Not this one I stand naked at the summit Baring new teeth I refuse to leave Someone will find me eventually So angry sometimes I scream and beat my chest Reckless and obsessed I pull my hair out, scatter it in the garden For the birds to find And build their little nests Stare at my reflection Tear-streaked and laughing What happened Did you grow frightened of the height Crawl back down into the undertow of safety Not this one I stand naked at the summit Baring new teeth I refuse to leave Someone will find me eventually I awoke A little monster But what they think Will never matter Oh, these teeth Will just grow back again Now that blood Blood is in the water What happened Did you grow frightened of the height Crawl back down into the undertow of safety Not this one I stand naked at the summit Baring new teeth I refuse to leave Someone will find me eventually What happened Did you grow frightened of the height Crawl back down into the undertow of safety Not this one I stand naked at the summit Baring new teeth I refuse to leave Someone will find me eventually Baring new teeth I refuse to leave Someone will find me eventually
4.
No Regrets 04:15
Trust what you feel Don’t let them change your mind Dance to your own beat Time is irrelevant And if you choose to hide Try to remember the fun times And I remind: if you run from paradox The heart cannot open its eyes Don’t doubt any decision Outside the wall we find freedom Don’t let your mind limit the possibilities Or cancel what was gained—stay open Don’t buy into the illusion of control You sell the opportunity for The miraculous to be Let the past and the future meet No regrets Ever-evolving as we are devolving Our instincts in tune with what helps us move beyond body Pray we make the right mistakes Don’t resist balance, fall into it Count backwards for a change (Use both sides of your brain) Fight hard against the constraints of the collective dream Have fun in not knowing what will happen Possibilities are thrilling (I’m so excited) Don’t trust what you learned you should believe Don’t doubt any decision . . . Sometimes we must break outside To become more fully ourselves It’s fecking incredible To be in heart, let heart know, mind melt Don’t doubt any decision . . .
5.
I was wondering, could my attention, my adoration Make your wild heart burn brighter? I’d gather wood I’d split kindling with bare hands Hunt and carry ‘till my skin cracks and bleeds I’d use up all the breath in my tender pink lungs Just to see Static Makes you forget that you’re alive To be noticed Would it stoke the fire? We’re in a time when darkness has fallen I see gray men wandering hopeless and numb A world bereft of belief We need your light young one Yeah, look at you, so bright; dreaming a better dream Knowing that there’s so much more than meets the eye But the hum-drum-slum of the tick-tock-day-to-day Hooked your attention, called you down from your flight Static . . . They took us for granted When it was only just a loan Now our skin is calloused And we don’t remember home I can’t offer much I can’t share your dream or wake you from your sleep But I could jostle your attention Tell you you’re pretty, awe-fully This sturdy old steady life Needs lovers who refuse to tire Of noticing every shining star And stoking every fire Static . . . I wanna stoke the fire Let me stoke the fire I wanna stoke every fire
6.
A Mountain 04:29
OUR HOME, A STRANGE HOVEL ON THE STRIP FAR FROM THE SEA WHERE STRAY CATS DRANK CHLORINE UNDER DRY FLUORESCENT FLICKERING SHOWCASING NATURE IN A PLASTIC VOID OF HUNGER ANCHORED IN DAYS OF MAD RUSH AND FRENZIED NIGHTS OF REVERIE WE FORGOT OUR NAMES OR PERHAPS THEY SIMPLY CHANGED STOLEN WERE THE OLD SHOES BUT STILL IN SOME KIND OF STASIS A SUDDEN NEED TO PULL THE SKIN AWAY IN ANY CASE, IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT WE KNEW WE MUST ESCAPE TO A MOUNTAIN ON A MOUNTAIN WE CAME BACK TO OUR BODIES WE CAME BACK TO OUR SENSES GIVEN PERSPECTIVE BY A MOUNTAIN I HUNG MY HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW SOAKING IN THE VIEW TO FEEL THE WIND, ABSORB THE BROWN AROUND ME, ROOTS DOWN, MADE NEW WE PILED ROCKS IN LITTLE STACKS A FAIRY CITY ON THE PATH PRETENDING WE HAD NO PLACE TO BE IN SIMPLICITY RAPT I LAY MYSELF OUT ON A ROCK THE MORNING SUN HEATING MY SKIN SO APART, I HALF FORGOT THE CHAOS I WAS LIVING IN WE GATHERED PLASTIC FLOWERS SCATTERED BY THE ELEMENTS AND PLACED THEM BACK ON THE SHRINE IN RESPECT FOR A MOUNTAIN ON A MOUNTAIN . . . AND EVEN WHEN THE GATES WERE SHUT AND EVEN WHEN THE SIRENS HOWLED WE HEAR COYOTE SINGING FELT THE STARS CALLING SO LOUD AND MY EYES WERE BLURRED AND MY HEART SWELLED UP AND PLEIADES, SO LOVELY THAT EMBRACE WAS JUST ENOUGH ON A MOUNTAIN . . .
7.
I See Her 03:02
I see her Dragging a blanket of boulders I see her floating, hair splayed Not a ripple to be seen The birds flock to her As she scatters seeds gathered in a burning field Wearing a crown of berries Befitting a wild queen Double-fire bellower Honey-sweet hell-screamer You’re a fearless warrior I’m your tireless admirer Shrewd, vast-minded Masked weaver of story Of abeyant rage And blood-drawing tenacity Her sword could level the Amazon Her smile could tame the Taliban She will be the one to teach the young Of our all-but-lost dominion Double-fire bellower . . . Undaunted By her own vulnerability She plows ahead In electric serenity She’d bite the head off the devil To protect her kin Better count yourself lucky If you count yourself among them Double-fire bellower . . . . I see her
8.
Laughing 03:33
Had it up to here Taken on too much Brushing up against the poky, prickly spines Of your chosen path Hysterical- Craving release And then the emotional sea Comes gushing, rushing from the heart tap I do like to cry If you wanna keep your eyes don’t hush me I don’t hold back It would be idiocy not to let it be But when you’re stretched to the edge Raw and unchecked Then stop caring that they’re staring Pop, suddenly you’re laughing I been feeling severed Ever wish you could warp back in time Relive forever The moments when you weren’t so alone But the stream that meets us Sometimes flows from a glacier melt Full of rocks and silt And carcasses and bones I do like to cry . . . It’s been a strange year Changes, meetings, and danger But stranger times I’ve seen And stranger still I know will come The best teachers Teach through behavior Savoring both good and bad Saying, “I chose this; I am not a victim!” I do like to cry If you wanna keep your eyes don’t hush me I don’t hold back It would be idiocy not to let it be But when let yourself get stretched get stretched to the edge Raw and unchecked Stop caring that they’re staring Pop, suddenly you’re laughing
9.
Let’s go to the park Shall we go to the park? No, no, I don’t want to No, no, I don’t want to ‘Cause I’m sitting here in my room I like to play But I never leave this place I’m too busy thinking Don’t have enough to say I only leave my home Thirteen times a day To go outside on the porch, watch the crows Send up smoke and pray Let’s go to the park . . . I am troverted-in I have a thin skin Mostly it’s dirty So I go naked, I can’t go away I hide in here, not out of fear, But allergy to your world I am a fragile girl You wouldn’t like me anyway Let’s go to the park . . .
10.
Sacrifice 03:57
Grief A little frightened beast Cupped in your hand Petrified Its wild heart beating fiercely against your skin Hold it tenderly until it calms And only then release Tragedy Inevitable Tragedy It flocks to us like geese It’s a migratory cycle The soul must travel this path In order to breathe Today the cut comes I receive it Today the blood comes I offer up my arm Today the cut comes I receive it Today the blood comes Today the cut comes He said: make sacred your pain To gather useful information On your journey through the twilight Give your blood; receive the cut Lay yourself bare And acknowledge The place between the day and night Today the cut comes . . . So vulnerable, everyone Did you build a hard shell To keep it safe; to hide So you could pretend you hadn’t lost so much Living a half-life To fool the others; cling to the light Well it’s better to make the sacrifice Today the cut comes . . .
11.
It is a perfect morning The islands are shrouded and crowned And I will take my tea Take this in before I leave The journey down will be difficult It just might break me in But a worthy endeavor— Never ask for something better She had to find a way To tame the wretched beast Knew she must make the journey alone Only tattered rags and a body to call home Through the forest she trekked For seventy years, more or less To find the old witch Who held the wisdom If you shy from the task Weary of having everything torn away, I might ask If you refuse the journey down, What have you to gain? So take your tea in silence On this perfect morning Then join the battle, join the battle It’s a fresh new day
12.
The hands so precise Performing delicate coronary surgery So worthy of me Not fumbling, numb, dulled by mind But a sense from within, deep under A sense of another kind We are embodied divine This I am shown sometimes Born of need, grown in one night Perfect, like Lituolone Coarse, cracking husk, tender flesh Skin alert, catching, breathing, catch breath A firm grasp, a tight vice, a still mind In primal rhythm, it’s a dance of another kind We are embodied divine . . . Will you believe I’m bigger than just me? Do your eyes want to see? This is what I need Like laughter, instinct belongs to the body And one must move or one will freeze The soul requires warmth, simply We are embodied divine . . .
13.
Every Moment 04:27
It seemed to be a new day He had a big idea A plan to make a change But the change made him instead Dead weight was lifted away For one second, the burden relieved Something inside him shot upward (But now he’s back underneath) Every moment, a big adventure One you’re deep under; the next, resurfacing Taste it, breathe it in to reconfigure Trust in uncertainty; you’ll come up again She didn’t know what to expect And that’s the best, the best If you project, attached Then it all sinks down to flat So bring your fresh open eyes Absorb that freakish, flailing light Become the dancer On the back of a radical tide Every moment . . . I don’t want to leave This wild uncertainty It’s what life’s supposed to be Not restricted by security I’m looking for the magic teeth To rip open the leather of my old ideas Shake me awake so I might see So I might truly be in Every moment . . .

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released March 1, 2007

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