Handsome Family - In The Air Thu, 23 Mar 2000 20:56:21 +0100 "Gunnar Hedlund" "Hans Settler" Thanks to Gunnar! @ARTIST: The Handsome Family @ALBUM: In The Air @SONG: Don't Be Scared when, whenever Paul thinks of rain swallows fall in a wave and tap on his window with their beaks when, whenever Paul thinks of snow soft winds blow 'round his head and his phone rings just once late at night like a bird calling out wake up Paul, don't be scared don't believe you're all alone wake, wake up Paul whisper clouds rolling by and the seeds falling softly from the branches of the trees @SONG: The Sad Milkman above the dark highways on a black tar roof stood the sad milkman in love with the moon she filled up his window with soft milky light till he crawled up the chimney and into the night but the moon she rises and the moon she falls and her slow white eyes sees nothing at all down on the sidewalk a crowd gathered around flinging up bricks and bottles to knock the boy down he stood up above them with his hands in the air crying up to the moonbeams, come let down your hair but the moon she rises and the moon she falls and her slow white eyes sees nothing at all he wanted to feel like a bucket of milk or sweet summer wind on rolling green hills he wanted to fly up from the roof up through the night wind to the arms of the moon but the moon she rises and the moon she falls and her slow white eyes sees nothing at all @SONG: In The Air I am afraid of bridges sometimes I have to turn around when I'm driving towards one my heart begins to pound last night at the bridge to Johnsburg I swerved down a dead end street I sat there shaking in an empty lot full of broken glass and weeds then past me in the darkness ran four wild dogs leaping over abandoned tires high into the air in the air, in the air someday I will live in the air in the air, in the air someday I will live in the air once I loved a girl named Joan whose skin smelled just like falling snow one day she drove us off the road into a dead field of corn she laughed and hit the gas as we bounced along the rows but I held onto my dashboard with my eyes thightly closed those wild dogs brought back that smell of falling snow and the girl who live in Johnsburg across a bridge I cannot cross in the air, in the air someday I will live in the air @SONG: A Beautiful Thing don't you remember that snowy December when we went to see, Singing In The Rain I shouldn't have smuggled in that bottle of gin because after the film, I could barely walk but darling, don't you know it's only human to want to kill a beautiful thing when I was seven summer lasted forever I used to chase fire flies through the woods tiny green lights circling warm August nights I'd catch them inside a washed-out old jar I dreamed of the stars with the jar by my bed but each morning my pretty bugs were dead oh darling, don't you see it's only human to want to kill a beautiful thing we should have been dancing like lovers in a movie but I fell and cut my head in the snow I wanted to tell you all the ways that I loved you but instead I got sick on the train but darling, don't you know it's only human to want to kill a beautiful thing but darling, can't you see it's only human to want to kill a beautiful thing @SONG: So Much Wine I had nothing to say on Christmas day when you threw all your clothes in the snow when you burnt your hair, knocked over chairs I just tried to stay out of your way but when you fell asleep with blood on your teeth I got in my car and drove away listen to me, butterfly there's only so much wine you can drink in one life but it will never be enough to save you from the bottom of your glass where the state highway starts I stopped my car I got out and stared up at the stars as meteors died and shot cross the sky I thought about your sad, shining eyes I came back for my clothes when the sun finally rose but you were still passed out on the floor listen to me, butterfly there's only so much wine you can drink in one life but it will never be enough to save you from the bottom of your glass @SONG: Up Falling Rock Hill up Falling Rock Hill where the leaves swoop like bats I shot my brother William five times in the back have mercy, have mercy, dear brother, he cried but the wind has no mercy and neither did I I watched as his blood ran through the dead grass I watched as the black ants crawled through his hands up Falling Rock Hill the wind softly moaned and down, down came I with blood on my clothes cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill called but the earth didn't open and the sky didn't fall up Falling Rock Hill the wind softly moans and black ants they crawl cross my dear brothers bones wild red roses tangle the grass where William, sweet William his blood once ran through the dead leaves I walk marked with blood and wherever I step the night creatures run cicadas were hissing and the whippoorwill called but the earth doesn't open and the sky doesn't fall but the earth doesn't open and the sky doesn't fall @SONG: Poor, Poor Lenore poor, poor Lenore carried of by crows as she wandered alone where the red oaks grow black, black where their beaks twisted in her hair and black were their wings whipping up through the air fly, fly into the breeze, Lenore and the crows to the top of a dead tree where the heartbroken go love, she fell in love with the gravedigger's son who was thin as the bow of his black violin kiss, he kissed so hard her mouth filled with blood then he left her to cry where the red oaks die fly, fly into the breeze, Lenore and the crows to the top of a dead tree where the heartbroken go @SONG: When That Helicopter Comes it's gonna rain champagne and the hills are gonna dance there will be power in the blood when that helicopter comes the sky will swim in lightning fire and the trees will shake and scream there will be power in the blood when that helicopter comes rocks are gonna roll up the hill and the sun will dive in the sea there will be power in the blood when that helicopter comes the dead are gonna wake and sing and roll their bones in the grass there will be power in the blood when that helicopter comes @SONG: Grandmother Waits For You grandmother waits for you with a pair of new shoes in a land where the leaves never brown the hills are scattered with empty wheelchairs and hearing aids thrown to the ground the long night is over, the shadow has passed and farewells forever are done no more fear, no more cold earth and sky painted gold in the land where we'll never grow old never grow old, where we'll never grow old in the land where we'll never grow old the peacock and snake, the wolf and the lamb all creatures find peace in time those perfect white shores are littered with jewels falling like rain from the sky mother and baby walk into the waves no longer fearing tides no more fear, no more cold earth and sky painted gold in the land where we'll never grow old never grow old, where we'll never grow old in the land where we'll never grow old @SONG: Lie Down Tuesday at dawn, Michael's glasses washed ashore with a styrofoam box and two broken oars he'd been digging for clams in the muddy swamp weeds when he heard the salt water whisper to him lie down, lie down in the dark rolling sea when you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep lie down, lie down in the dark rolling sea when you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep Michael throw his glasses in the cold green water hermit crabs ran as he dove down under one of his shoes bobbed on the waves seagulls circled until it finally sank lie down, lie down in the dark rolling sea when you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep lie down, lie down in the dark rolling sea when you get to the bottom we'll kiss you to sleep @SONG: My Beautiful Bride out in the heather where the sun burns bright she swore she love me the rest of her life but my hands they shook as the noon bells chimed so at the last bell I showed her my knife and I laid to rest my beautiful bride out in the heather where the sun burns bright and I laid to rest my beautiful bride out in the heather where the sun burns bright now all alone under the cool night sky where locusts scream and white moths fly silvery moonbeams fall on her grave but twisting black vines have covered her name for I loved too much my beautiful bride and so gave her up to the cool night sky for I loved too much my beautiful bride and so gave her up to the cool night sky