CH010: Timothy Bailey & The Humans "Ecoutez! Ecoutez​!​"

by Timothy Bailey & The Humans

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    All songs by Timothy Bailey (c) 2006
    Except for "Sweet Old World" by Lucinda Williams

    Block prints and drawing by C.E.
    Photograph by PJ Sykes

    The Humans are, have been, or will be: Johnny Hott, John Gotschalk, PJ Sykes, and Corey Waldrop, amongst others.
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1.
Without you I can't tell what's real from what's too real. And in my worst dream I become inanimate, but somehow I still feel everything. I'll take you in tonight; I'll take you in every night. Oh, I taste the bittersweetness. I can taste the honey and the lye. You can make those demonds flee. You can chase the shadows from the killing moon, the broken sky. I'll take you in tonight; I'll take you in every night. I'll take you in tonight; I'll take you in any night.
2.
"I don't know what's wrong" she said, "but somethings not quite right. I don't know where I'm going, but I'm going out tonight." She had a run of bad luck, but she never threw the fight. She did it 'cause she flt like tearing down the pretty lights. She said, "Oh, now I see what the pretty lights have done to me. I check my pockets; I check the time. The pretty lights may never cease their shining." She Suffered in the daytime; she was freezing every night, and when she closed her eyes, she was blinded by the pretty lights. She said, "Am I God's worst sinner? Will I disappear? I hear an evil voice; it's whispering into my ear. And it says, 'Oh, now I see what the pretty lights have done to me. I check my pockets; I check the time. The pretty lights may never cease their shining.'" God knows if she was born that way, and only He knows why she was running like a wounded animal, trying to evade a hunter's line of sight. She tried to strike a bargain, but the Lord wouldn't play that game, and in the harsh glare of the pretty lights everybody looks just about the same to him. She was trying to get dinner on the table. She was looking after her three kids. Her husband had fled at the first sign of trouble with the pretty lights about to begin. She was desperate for a savior. She had a closet full of hospital gowns. She had an address book with the names of her friends, but they never seemed to come around when the pretty lights were shining. There was no moon out on the last night when she woke up from a dream; turned on the lamp beside her bed, but even so she couldn't see. She tried to use the telephone, but the telephone was dead. The Pretty lights were shining bright, but only in her head. She said, "Oh, now I see what the pretty lights have done to me. I check my pockets; I check the time. They Pretty lights may never cease their shining."
3.
Moonstones 04:08
She had mood eyes and moonstone earrings. She loves peach gold and sparkly things of every color. We both know that fools rush in. We both know there is wisdom in many voices. Now she's mine. Oh God, can I accept so sublime a gift? Before the complications, only bliss. New Love. New Love. New Love. New Love. Her new black dress, and underneath it, the scars across her chest. From last night's semi-circle moon to this morning's quilted maple sky, she cries like a mourning dove. And now she's mine. Her slender hands and rings of the softest gold. Bearing down on the rhythm. keeping time. Mood eyes. Moonstones. Her black dress. Peach gold. New Love. New Love. New Love. New Love.
4.
Met her in a coffee shop in Durango. She was getting ready to close up for the night. I told her that I wasn't from around there. She said, "I know-- I can see that in your eyes." I asked her what she meant, but she wouldn't answer. She told me that her name was Pearl. I said, "No one's got a name like that one anymore." But she did. She was my Colorado girl. She said her father, he was a cowboy. I said, "You must be pulling my leg. There's no such thing as cowboys anymore." She said, "Well you never met my dad." She hadn't seen that much of him either. Said, "He could be anywhere in the world." Said she was beyond being sad about it now. But she was sad. She was my Colorado girl. She said she felt like driving, so we climbed into her van. We rode around in the San Juan mountains, and then we headed out for no man's land. We spent the night in Alamosa at the Lamplighter motel, drinking watermelon agua fresca. With my Colorado girl. With my Colorado girl. With my Colorado girl.
5.
Take a length of string, and tie it around your little finger. 'Cause it's hard to remember, but you've got to remember what you cannot forget. I am your little brother, and my heart opens up for you. And I will do anything I can do. I know there's only so much that a person can take, and a heart that's been broken can still break. So I'll make you a promise, and you'll have to wait to see if it's true: Things can only get better now. Things can only get better now for you. Take a length of string, and tie it around your little finger. Things can only get better now. Things can only get better now for you.

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released May 1, 2006

All songs by Timothy Bailey except for "Sweet Old World" by Lucinda Williams

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