Hearsay & Lore

by Griswald

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released 02 December 2012

Music and Lyrics by Griswald
Album Artwork by Logan Keding
(feat. Corey Millikin on "Strangers")

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Griswald Madison, Wisconsin

Griswald is an indie/folk rock outfit comprised of Jeremy Hart, Taylor Keding, Mike Seehafer, and Corey Millikin based in Madison, WI.

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Track Name: Rivers
spring is calling
them big old mountains are alive
show me now
how you cry it up
hear now I set aside
sirens and sins for you
let's get out right now
let’s break

now brother won’t you take me
down to the river to drown
down to the place
that I call home

anger brings his colors
red blankets both black and white
and in his truth
he brings comfort
and your so reconcile
time works against his cause
with some pushing and pulling

brother won’t you take me
down to the river to drown
back to the place
that was home

right on home river
you’re back home
you’re back on the safe road
Track Name: Goodness Aches
I don’t have pictures
only Hearsay and Lore
about my days of shameless fright
for losing the moon at dawn

burned down all the meadows
just to see the stars
set up camp in dusty ashes
smoke smothered soul in the ground

goodness aches in time
and cowers in these bloodshot eyes
veins break with abandon
taking blood to this reckless mind of mine

dug a ditch in back
but our shovels were spoons
fell to the bottom of that wholesome fortress
where my goodness is safe in solitude

crawled out, dirt on nose
she wiped it off with her thumb
straight to the earth up sprung those meadows
surely, they would never burn

well goodness aches in time
and cowers in these bloodshot eyes
veins break with abandon
taking blood to this reckless mind of mine

to survive
the flood that washed away a child
misty mild
skin sweats the cold chilling sound
am I home?

there won’t be pictures
only Hearsay and Lore
for goodness aches in the meadow’s soil
and the seeds will sow the tale

goodness aches in time
and cowers in these bloodshot eyes
veins break with abandon
taking blood to this reckless mind of mine
Track Name: Solace
bold
restitute in stone
cut from the highs
and placid lows

sting
back into my side
bouldering on
solace to find

sitting through the pause
silence drives engraven gauze
so brainless heads believe
the covering

so dry my soul
go on my son
let go
get me gone
back to the coast
seaside

spite
blackened to the bone
break to abide
chasing the crows

sitting through the pause
silence drives engraven gauze
so brainless heads believe
the covering

so dry my soul
go on my son
let go
get me gone
back to the coast
seaside
Track Name: Strangers
would you mind if I
bend your ear for a while?

strangers seem to be
just what I need right now
Track Name: Gladys Night
they should be alright
they should be alright
for once in their younger lives

they should be the fire
fhe fire in bellies
full of lazy institutions

and glad is the night
and glad is the night
glad is the night
in death and darkness I'll rectify

sun-kissed pips in town
all sun-dressed and saying
they’re all ripe for the picking

we should be alright
we should be alright
for once on our own time

and glad is the night
and glad is the night
glad is the night
in death and darkness I'll rectify

715
home is where the hops is

and glad is the night
and glad is the night
glad is the night
in death and darkness I'll rectify
Track Name: Wildlife Eyes
warmed by your spare hymns
sing this season’s winking frost eyelids
I squint
through a woven bouquet
flowing down a flannel
head full of foxes wool

no cause for a cerebral pause
but to split a strand
with no reason but whim
so take those wildlife eyes
and scram

get up, stay up, hair twisted like
Christopher Reeves
only semi-old and spotty
well I am not the noblest guy
take heed from my faithless smile
tongue in cheek
I stoke my stogy
storm in smoke and hold me
with some might

so I noticed the cracks and grins
mistook poet stalling for a line
to write out of style
and into sight

can’t walk
I am a step behind
for that point
that point on the right
so take those
wildlife eyes

eighteen across
she looked left to her side