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"Blue"

by Echo Bloom

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1.
Annunciation 02:52
The dawning Appalachia's hours from this night so I will wait here for the light wondering maybe if tonight my town will finally rise again I thought of you as I slipped off that evening but as I settled on a dream I heard a gathering of wings and woke to angels in my yard erasing darkness from the night They had the legs of men the heads of hummingbirds their autumn feathers lined with words the tattooed nouns and verbs in a language that I heard them speak but couldn't understand I cried and tried to tell the story of my town but I couldn't make a sound and as I fainted to the ground and angel laid me down and said a single word into my ear Feathers pierced my skin and formed a ruby crest of fur and when I spoke I heard the warble of a bird So I flew screaming out the word across the morning's breaking light I woke alone with feathers covering everything I was back in my own skin and as the morning emptied in I was remembering I spoke some word I couldn't quite recall
2.
Cedar Beach 03:56
Standing on Cedar Beach I saw a man in the sea Silently he floated closer to me there on the snow stood a ghost Skin wrapped in barnacles, bracelets of seaweed and bone Hair of anemone eyes of a crow staring at me on the beach Trembling I shut my eyes and fell down to my knees Saying 'Are you a demon or saint come for me?' Shaking his head, he said 'I row the boats in the ghost kingdom under the sea, in wintertime I like to come to this beach.' I opened my eyes and replied 'Is it a heaven or hell at the flor of this sea? Wandering seafarer tell this to me' Smiling he said as he started to walk off alone 'You wrote that ending a long time ago'
3.
Veins 04:54
If the darkness comes this evening how my hands will trace all the starry night reflected off your sweaty waist How our bodies burning made the ground a town for passing planes and together singing tura lura lura Pour the holy water over our heads hollow out our spines change our blood to sap our bones to limbs edit veins to vines What our skin remembers render into colors for the leaves and together singing tura lura lura Because all that I have ever wanted All that I could need Is to go back to the body where I was a seed Where we'd grow our hearts into a perfect weeping willow tree and together singing tura lura lura
4.
Blue 03:48
Oh I know what it's like getting old, getting settled in my ways Oh it seems that every Spring seems to pass a little faster than before And take another memory so blue Oh I realized when the curve of your chin became unclear Oh then remembering your face got harder everyday So I carry around our photograph so blue Blue
5.
20,000 dollars and I don’t care just to lay down upon your feet just to stay as you fall asleep Because I think you look like everything That I’ve had but I couldn’t keep That I’ve hummed by I couldn’t sing And tomorrow I’ll be heavy as the wind Left to blow out the candles that still are lit Oh and goodbye Savannah I had me a lover years ago How his hands were the maple trees Waving shade on the Georgia Spring We would live together him and me I would paint while the morning traced Lines of light on his sleeping face I would make Alabama a Southern sea With him waking upon it’s empty beach Oh and goodbye Savannah Everyday you get more incomplete First your eyes were a dimmer blue Than the oceans I once drew Now I lose a little everyday And I’m scared cause the thing that’s new Is I notice I’m fading too So if you’re ever again near Birmingham Would you lay next to me, honey if you can Oh and goodbye Savannah
6.
The Flood 07:41
Sometimes when I'm walking in the afternoon I hear him speak to me the rhythm of a flock of crows, the opal of some puddled gasoline he says to build an ark and ready for the flood I found an empty shipping box and towed it to the lot beside my home I wrapped it up in balding tires and empty cans and broken styrofoam and every afternoon, I waited for the rain The voice that kept me company fell silent as the years went slowly by A winter crept into the void and filled up every space he left behind And I grew old and grey, waiting in the snow Had I lost the faith to hear or had the words grown silent on his tongue? Watching the horizon, praying father would forget to raise the sun Then on a Saturday, an answer to my prayer The sidewalks cracked and split with vines, the cars collapsed to rusty skeletons the skyline fell into the sea and flowers filled the footprints left behind then water filled the roads of my neighborhood I cried and felt the tears mix with the rainwater and pool around my feet The ark rose from its moorings, past the rooftops, past the steeples, past the trees towards an ocean sky, towards a brighter day Water was witnessing all around me yellowed old photographs float in the street I thought about providence says all that we have are prayers forgotten battened the hatch
7.
never will i anymore 40 days the water wept leave gardenias by your door through the kitchen up the steps climb another dogwood tree hold Eliza’s hand and pray fall asleep along the beach we will see another day we wait for the colors up above the returning of the dove but the water keeps falling raindrops falling father calling never will i anymore everything i brought with me sweep your hair up from the floor parsley, sage, and rosemary magazines and cigarettes chin up, brave, standing tall lemonade and baby’s breath mark your height along the wall he waits for his children up above the returning of the doves for the morning to start waking
8.
Fireworks 03:33
On the streets of the capitol the fireworks echo and bloom flowering down into reds and then greens and then blues and for a second I could see your face near In that moment I saw how the light caught the tears on your cheeks You leaned your head onto my shoulder and whispered to me 'How's life so beautiful and yet so brief?' Oh, I thought you knew We are not the echoes of those firecrackers we are the bloom
9.
Seeds 04:01
Listen Joanna, when I die put flower blossoms over my eyes and then that evening unclip my wings and carry me to the forest to wish me a fond goodbye Lay me on an autumn bed of leaves and fill my pockets up with seeds and with your gnarled hands just clear some land kiss me and then bury me by that old maple tree Then at night please softly pray that when the roots wrap around my waist that one day I'll be at the heart of the new maple tree standing solo in that forest glade And when you find your life complete fill your pockets up with seeds and then some evening please come to me and by my feet baby fall asleep on an autumn bed of leaves Then at night I'll softly pray you'll wrap your arms around my waist then when the morning comes we'll blend to one and face the sun standing solo in that forest glade

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BLUE is the first and acoustic album, while RED, the second album in Echo Bloom's Colors trilogy, finds the band wrapping their songs around a core of country and rock, combining feedback-drenched guitars and thundering drums with orchestral strings and banjo into a unique mixture that's equal parts Tom Petty and My Bloody Valentine.
Echo Bloom, led by Kyle Evans, has become a road-hardened group after the release of their 2015 record Blue, which No Depression magazine described as "a masterpiece (Lee Zimmerman)„. The band embarked on several extensive tours that brought them across Europe and the US, getting the band into a tight recording unit.

After bouncing between Washington DC, Los Angeles, and San Francisco, Kyle Evans eventually caught the muse he was searching for in Berlin. Completely submerged in the German culture, Evans found inspiration in dusty libraries along the Spree and long, quiet bike rides through the city. He holed up in an apartment and woodshedded for months, the seclusion allowing him the perfect environment to completely focus on his work. After a few months, he left Germany with material for three records. Because each album seemed to fit into slightly different genres, Evans began thinking about them as different seasons, different countries and finally, different colors. 'Blue' would be the more folk-oriented of the group, 'Red' would be more country rock, and 'Green' would be more classic pop.
Today the quartet adds Aviva Jaye on alto vocals and piano, Jason Mattis on bass, and Cody Rahn on percussions.

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released December 4, 2015

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