Now I’ve got a story , begging to me, to let the world come in.
Exclamations have always bothered me, I want to let it out, let the world come in.
But these rules of freedom come at a cost, don’t want to add to the noise of freedom lost. Rules of freedom lost
So I talk to two mountains tall and kind for some advice at least watch the signs, at least in your mind
Hey Hey Hey Let the world come in- I’ve been somewhere where now the world’s come in.
These mountains led me to a closed box, only way out, snake chords to VoX,
The weather added tension, ever going to rain. Ever going to rain.
Taking so long the grindstone wore out of I stop the rose smell just left me with a blunt snout. Grind stone gone
And If clubs and church are high and fat then we’re down here on the wrong side of the tracks.
HEY HEY HEY.
Inside all is quiet energy released from finger tips,
I look at the mountains they say the path is laid put down to art and just get paid
The Rain is heavier than ever before and the rust that replacing the tin is letting the water in. Dance around a saucepan.
Then the vines out the front cracks the window creeping in everything cracking up and joining in. Then the world comes in. I said hey hey hey.
credits
from Hunting Ground,
released April 10, 2021
Todd Cook- Vocals, guitar
Pete Howell- Double Bass
Danny Burton - Violap guitar and vocals
David Cuthbertson- Vocals and percussion
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Durham, NC singer-songwriter Skylar Gudasz makes intimate Americana delivered with dry wit and stunningly precise vocal acumen. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 14, 2020